My old friends are fungis

Last night around midnight after doing some dmt We decided to eat the mushrooms that I got from a friend of a friend with a friend of mine who I haven’t seen for a while. We wanted to celebrate him being sober from alcohol for one month so We split an eighth. We ate them around midnight. By 1 o’clock I started to feel them kicking in.We played 9 ball pool and chatted about life, things looked a little bit cartoonified and more vibrant, the walls got a little wavy gravy and wiggly squiggly. My buddy seemed a bit blurry or hazy like he wasn’t solid, almost like a hologram. We went outside and smoked a joint. We ate some weed edibles. We smoked cigarettes I rolled with a mix of many different sacred herbs including the ganja he traded me for some deems. I put on some music and started dancing a bit, feeling the music with every cell in my body.My buddy, he told me that I was a wizard or a witch doctor, and I told him wizards aren’t real and laughed. He said that I kept changing into different people he knew and I laughed. I wanted to tell him that I’m a supersonic psychedelic shapeshifter. I wanted to tell him I am all those other people he knows. But I didn’t. That’s just the mushrooms talking.We went outside and sat on the ground by a big pine tree and we gave some tobacco to the spirit of the tree. We looked up at the stars and talked about astrology and astronomy. He suggested I get a telescope and I decided that’s what I’m asking for for Christmas from my family.He opened up to me and shared a traumatic story of some crazy shit he went through when he was homeless. He told me he’s really sick from drinking booze (pancreatitis) and he probably has less than a year to live. I told him how proud I was of him for overcoming so much and getting sober off of alcohol. I told him we need to be mindful and sober (from alcohol) so we can remember the good times. We smoked a joint.Laying and sitting and just Grounding on the earth felt really good and we talked about how cool it would be if I owned my house so I could throw a music festival in my yard (it’s BIG). He said he would talk to investors about buying the house so we could make it into a festival destination or hotel or spa and healing center. Fun to dream big when you’re really high. Anyways, it was pretty fun. I feel like we bonded and processed some traumas and let go of some old burdens and he forgave himself for things he was holding onto. Our friendship leveled up and we had a good time. I am hoping and praying he stays off the booze and that the mushroom trip helped him gain insight into the reasons why he needs to stay away from alcohol. He could recover and bounce back, I really hope he does.Mush love