It's funny, but there was this one time that I'd eaten some 15 grams of Psilocybe Tampanensis aka Philosopher's Stones aka the truffles which, through a loophole in the Dutch legislation, you can still buy at smart shops after the crackdown on 'shrooms. About a half hour after ingestion I was getting the vortexist visions on the carpet, seeing the clouds swirl around in the sky, all the while feeling as if on the verge of some awesome mystical revelation. Then for whatever reason, it hit me how dirty my apartment was, and so I spent the rest of the trip gathering up junk in garbage bags, dusting off shelves and vacuuming the place. I remember all the while thinking there might be something to the saying, 'cleanliness is next to godliness', and the wise man who said, 'After the ecstasy, the laundry!'
I recall having a massive wake n bake one morning. Chores almost seemed like an adventure, especially with my Rush and Sabbath albums blasting in the background. For the first time in my life, I felt compelled to get off my lazy ass and get shit done! What a weird feeling and I haven't felt that way since. Maybe I should consider doing this again.
enjoy it while it lasts. you'll be 12 before you know it, and then you'll have shit to do for pretty much the rest of your life.
i have to say i can do anything stoned i can do sober, no matter what work play video games makes all and errr tahng fun. like for realz i have no idea whats up right now like holy moly chewbacca flocka