I learned what it means to be grounded. I'm fucking unshakable now. "Everyone's different" is the real lesson here.
That being said, the way Silicon Valley uses this shit makes me want to rage. Treat it like it's sacred, and it'll treat you like you are.
1. What kind of situation where you in in terms of lodging, social isolation, and access to nature?
2. How often were you taking mushrooms and how much did your dose vary?
3. We're you consuming any other drugs at the time?
4. What time of day did you typically take mushrooms and what did you do during?
5.Did you get sick of rice and beans and how much did you supplement your diet with other foods?
Interested in your experience.
When I was tired of rice and beans, I hiked down to a little restaurant that had really, really good fried fish.
One time I built a hot tub.
A park ranger was kind enough to jump start my car when I was ready to leave for good. I feel like that was the least they could do after writing me six parking tickets, all of which I paid.
The rest of the answers, I leave to you.
Required reading for 5th graders, imo.
At the end of the day, it's not much different than the thousands of people who hike the PCT every year. I just... didn't walk anywhere.
It was so long ago that I could no more get a book out of it than I could get a book out of "what I did last year." I just... don't remember the details. I remember admitting to myself that I could see ghosts and the moment I figured out why I saw them. I remember the day the air changed and I knew I could either stay another winter or leave. But most days were just, "fill the water, boil the water, make the food, mend the clothes, gather the firewood, tend the fire, sleep."