A journey in dreamscape

I was taking some psychdelic mushrooms. I was in tears crying over what I am sure was my twin flame. I was listening to some juice world and it was a painful reminder of wounds from years ago.

No matter how long time was, it is still such a feeling. Ripping your heart and making it feel black from a cosmic interface that was digital but so spiritual and visceral.

Yet she gives you everything

It is something I can’t change, but, I can only heal from the best I could.

I wish plant medicine was more legal and practiced in therapeutic recovery centers. It would be a dream to open one based off these principles. As they open up doors to increased emotional processing.

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