Using substances in the privacy of my own home and not bothering a single living individual. A fascist orange is okay, though.

Indeed. For me, it’s just exploring for fun, now.

I can’t hear you I’m too high

You could say, in a way, that I live to convey what to live for.

Perhaps I’ve done a little too much LSD (probably not), but I have a certain innate understanding of recovering from rock bottom. I want to help people help themselves, as psychedelics have done for me. I hope the insight I have about myself can translate to others’ struggles. Any number of things could end up helping or hurting someone, and I’m doing my best to provide resources to people on learning how to do more than simply tolerate life. Psychonautics were what helped me, but what would help my friends, or people I don’t know at all?

First will come my psychonautic journal on harm reduction in substance use (my main hobby in life), but then a book about the hardships and joys of life in a more broad sense.

The world hurts right now. It needs all the help it can get, so I do what I can. When a friend hurts, I listen, and I do my best to make them smile.

Truly, simply being a human is good enough for me.

Bring Modsday back

The Truman Show