Light trip after one year without travelling...

After some contemplation, I mix 3g of the cultivated mushrooms some time ago in Amsterdam with lime juice.

This time there is Valkyrie by my side: neutral supporter of this adventure as well as the one who kept this opportunity alive for me by keeping the mushrooms in her nest !!!

I am in The Hague at 9:35 pm, after more than a year, I will undertake another journey ...

I am cautious in this adventure, so many things have happened in the last year. However, I am curious to see a different perspective for a new time.

The onset is long enough, after an hour and a few minutes I start to feel heavy, tired and cold. These are signs that the harvest is still good and that patience and equanimity passed by ingestion will be rewarded.

I begin by looking at my legs under the duvet, they seem to me very long and almost detached from myself. Slowly the duvet begins to come to life and slightly undulate. Then I move my gaze to the floor: there I see fractals slowly opening up in faces adorned with masks of ancient cultures. They seem to me indigenous of some kind, I try to guess whether they are Maya or Aztecs. Their face is very thin, almost hollow, with very hard features. Some wear feathers or other tribal objects.
Among these ideograms there are some capture scenes. I remember a smiling face of a man in a smooth canvas suit, I can assume white. At his side, another person who looked like a prisoner, of opposite emotions.

These visions continue for about twenty minutes. Only for a few moments I was able to project these images from the floor: I saw a bluish aura rise from those images only for a few moments. It looked like a cloud of steam, floating at the bottom of the floor, disappeared almost immediately.

These first effects, and the subsequent duration of the journey to about one o'clock in the morning makes me think that the dosage was quite low and that the infusion in lime juices has potentially had pejorative consequences that are currently not well documented.

Returning to the story: after the floor I turn around and go under the covers and decide to close my eyes. I see manifestations of psychedelic art, colored and harmonic. At times I see a kind of pyramid. Then only clouds of color, to then see a city environment, full of skyscrapers and what two prominent people look like with a happy and dancing girl between them.
I get up to go to the bathroom and I am aware of my being a "grown up" child. I struggle to get up and my body seems awkward, even pee has something funny. I get back in bed under the covers and get lost in superficial visuals until I start to feel bored and alone. I call the valky but she doesn't seem to turn around, I felt ignored and it wasn't nice. I go back to bed, call her back five minutes later and come to me to pamper her. His eyes are fantastic, he is very soft and warm. I enjoy hearing her heartbeat and studying her as a creature. I see her take off her make-up and then ask her if she feeds me with a broccoli pasta. I watch her cook and I see her awkward way of interacting with objects and cooking as if it were a fencing assault! We laugh together at the thought of meeting my parents: first they will find out that I have the girlfriend, then a Valkyrie and shortly after the fact that she behaves in a quirky way. Ahhh, what a laugh.
I eat a little pasta with broccoli and I laugh on the portions! Shortly after we go to brush our teeth and we go to bed. I feel a little sick even now (15:16), so I lie down in bed and try to sleep. I am also constipated and together with humidity this does not help me sleep. I spend a few moments staring at the TV lights, then I lie down, watch the valchi sleep and slowly I take sleep as well ... with my eyes closed I can see some colorful trails here and there. I like to think they are synapse views.
The alarm is sweet and peaceful the next day. The only commitment was to get on the flight and return home, an activity that after a race I managed to do ...
Now I'm flying and in a few hours I'll arrive in Rome. I warned my parents, I wonder if Mama will insist on coming to get me or behind Dad's tall thumb there will only be a "good, arranged, I'll wait for you".

We will live to find out !!