DMT, entities known as “machine elves”. A friend wrote “have you heard of the high elves?” on a whiteboard in front of my room, and after using DMT and noticing the message, I made the obvious connection.

Indeed. For me, it’s just exploring for fun, now.

I can’t hear you I’m too high

You could say, in a way, that I live to convey what to live for.

Perhaps I’ve done a little too much LSD (probably not), but I have a certain innate understanding of recovering from rock bottom. I want to help people help themselves, as psychedelics have done for me. I hope the insight I have about myself can translate to others’ struggles. Any number of things could end up helping or hurting someone, and I’m doing my best to provide resources to people on learning how to do more than simply tolerate life. Psychonautics were what helped me, but what would help my friends, or people I don’t know at all?

First will come my psychonautic journal on harm reduction in substance use (my main hobby in life), but then a book about the hardships and joys of life in a more broad sense.

The world hurts right now. It needs all the help it can get, so I do what I can. When a friend hurts, I listen, and I do my best to make them smile.

Truly, simply being a human is good enough for me.

What if it looked like shit

Everyone I know loves the basketb meme though, and I mean it’s been popular in every space I’ve shared it, without fail

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