shroomin across the universe

*A friend told me I should try to write down my experience while frying, but I couldn't. It was my first time hallucinating and was intense. Here's what I could put together after the fact*





alice and her wonderland had nothing on me that fine cold night
as i sat down after work and divided them up
a stem for you
a cap for me
CONSUME!
and i wasn't expecting that quick sick rush
flooding my aura
sweating bullets and freezing at the same time
when did the clock get so far away?
holy shit man, your pupils are huge
and suddenly we are engrossed in a love story
across the universe
and hey, is it me or is that guys eyes black?
his hair waved in time to his song
his song to the ocean
and my home has become this devious angular funhouse
and i'm at a funeral, whose funeral?
weeping because i feel connected to the pain of the world
or maybe because i just need to cry
and beauty has a flavor and a cocaine-like purity
(was it just me or did everything turn pink for a minute)
and suddenly we are at a psychidelic party with that asshole bono
(don't drink the punch!)
fuck, yeah you are the walrus
koo
koo
katchoo
and i am convinced
that in one of my lives i was eve
i am the mother of the universe
watching the flowers on my makeup bag grow and die
a thosand times
simply because i willed it to be so
in this mellow green room
dare i look into the mirror
to view my innermost self
and live a thousand lives?
i see myself
beautiful
because, of course i'm on the verge of something huge
(and the mother of all creation)
a realization i can't name
like we were atoms together when the big bang happened
and does the ceiling get lonley for the floor?
someone asked me for a cup of warm water
and it seemed so damn sexy
amazing , man
the adventure we took
without ever leaving my couch