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May 2013
As I stared beyond the stars,
In the dark night sky,
My questions were answered,
With every breath, every sigh.

Was I losing my mind?
Where was my head?
Am I even living,
Or already dead?
Am I feeling the energy,
Of the power above?
What is the true meaning,
Of all that I love?

At the edge of the Universe,
I saw a reflection,
Of all my own memories,
In their own little section.
Then I fell off the edge,
Into a sea of dreams.
Tearing my reality,
From its very seams.

Then I snapped back to Earth,
And it was surreal.
No words to describe,
Just how I did feel.
My existence was fading,
And had become whole.
Absorbed by the cosmos,
I entered my soul.

What a journey, it was!
Oh, the things I did see.
I was one with the Universe,
And the Universe was me.
A recent experiment with psilocybin mushrooms (magic mushrooms or "shrooms") inspired this piece. What a journey it was indeed!
The Whisper
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The Whisper  24/M/Los Angeles
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