I was tripping shrooms with someone, and at one point I just looked at her and said, “The Cosmic Joke,” which was an entirely new term to me but we somehow both got it immediately and laughed about that all night. I have no idea what exactly The Joke is, perhaps the tumultuousness of life. I do know that The Joke is on us, and we have the choice to laugh along with it.

“Your past isn’t really your past, it’s just what you remember.” – Courtesy of some dank edibles.

I had taken an unmeasured handful of goldcaps and stems. My buddy used to sell them on college and he brought an entire sack for just eats on break. I laid in my bed while my buddy and my other friend exchanged stories while the imagery around my room evolved from scant to vivid. My fan became the root of a tree, and the blankets on me started lapping like waves with faces. For whatever reason, I stared at this scene and felt how all things are connected in life. My vision took me across a myriad of animal and insect lives to experience this. I felt this feeling with every cell of my body. Thats the moment I really realized why the call it the web of life.

I was DEEP in a K-Hole in my early 20s, laying in bed, floating through space, watching scenes from my past on tiles attached to a huge structure floating through space.

I realized that if I don’t like someone, I never have to see them again; I can just delete them from my life. If I don’t want to do things, I can just say no. If I don’t want to go somewhere, I can just… not. If I don’t like where I am, I can just leave any time.

It changed my life completely. I now only see awesome people and I stay home almost all the time with my partner and cats. I love it.

I invented a gelato store called gelottery. You order by number but you don’t know which flavor is which number and it changes every week. You have to just risk it or go see what other people have posted on our social media.

I wrote this down, this is verbatim:

I wonder if there are bad drivers in Star trek, like you’re just cruising along in your Galaxy class starship minding your own business and all of a sudden there’s like some fucking romulan right behind you with a bird of prey highbeaming you because you’re only doing warp 7 in a warp 5 zone.

You keep hailing them on subspace frequency telling them to go around, go around and they will not go around you no matter what.

What does a Starfleet captain do? There’s only one correct answer and it’s the same answer that I wish we could do it here on Earth which is to fire photon torpedoes, disable their life systems, board them, kill the survivors and rifle through their pockets.

But they won’t let you do that in starfleet for some reason

I’d legitimately rather be a housecat.

That you can be at a city park, minding your own business while drinking a beer, and every now and then some totally sober Karen will come up all belligerent threatening to call the law, just because I’m drinking a beer.

For reference, the cops don’t care if people drink beer at our park, as long as nobody acts a fool and people clean up after themselves. Hell, even our city mayor will occasionally host events out here and he’ll drink a beer or three.

Pretty ironic that a sober person would be belligerent and threatening to a guy just sipping on a beer and not saying or doing anything except maybe browsing Lemmy or watching YouTube videos.

Like, how is it that me drinking a beer peacefully can cause random sober people to act a fool?

“The only thing we can hope to do, as we grow older, is to do it gracefully.” — Me!

common-ish experience for LSD but when i went through ego death, and i have fallen through the darkness and dissolved into the infinite plane of colours below it - i profoundly understood and felt how there’s unity to all of creation, how everything and everyone is an expression of the universe itself. With no barrier between Me and Not Me, it was as if i temporarily melted back into the fabric of reality

so yeah, ego death, pretty epic, fair warning though - it does feel like you’ve died, and however much you want to freak out about that fact, you have to let go. Also it won’t happen if you want it, wanting is an ego thing after all

Deja Vu is just an error with how we save memories.

It skips working memory, short term memory, and goes straight into long term memory so everything we experience feels like we’re remembering it, but no matter how hard you try you can’t remember the future.

During certain recreational activities, it can last long enough to realize what’s happening. Normally you just get a brief moment of it till shit gets straightened out.

wish I could remember. all my best epiphanies go faster than I can even write them down.

Feeling empathy for a person who was an asshole. Crying because of the misfortune that led them to behaving like that, all the while completely disapproving and ready to fight against it. Mdma is wild

When I took acid as a teenager in the 90s, I was tripping balls and realized that entertainment or anything that occupies that mind that we enjoy, in essence makes time seemingly go by faster. Therefor, the more you entertain your brain, the quicker you approach your demise. It really groundbreaking for me at the time. I swore I might just stare at a clock for the rest of my days just to make time seemingly like it passes slower to savor my mortality lol

Being on mushrooms convinced me to be a good person to the best of my ability.

Unfortunately I keep doing so in unpopular ways, like hating on sweatshop clothes which makes me less than ideal when people are earnestly talking Western social justice.