It is sad what has become of my homeland
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I want to go to forest, preferably on private property, take an average dose of psilocybin, take my shirt off, and run through the forest, stopping whenever I want to examine whatever interests me.
Perhaps I will encounter some wildlife. An animal on four legs, I will lower myself down to its height and study the way it interacts with the environment. Similar to how I’ve crouched down around my cat(s) at home when I’m stoned and attempted to empathise with them, really trying to imagine the world from their perspective.
Nahhhhhhh. That’s too weird to be fun. I should just go to the valley like normal people do. Go and spend some money on the town numbing brain cells and talking to people interested in finding someone to fuck. Yeah, that’d be fun.