
unnaturalmovement
Member
- Mar 31, 2025
- 29
I came home after walking about 24km from 8pm last night. Had consumed 4 grams in front of my starting point on the route. Interestingly, there was a huge drumming session going on very nearby where the Uber dropped me. Felt like a tribe drumming for the start of my journey. The task was simple: walk in darkness while on shrooms, reflect on life, try to find god or to come at a conclusion on my current state. I walked and walked and kept walking alone, me and darkness, looking at the landscape, clouds and crickets, insects and fireflies here and there.
At some point i went in the grass field and was stuck on the floor crying and breathing like crazy. It went on for at least one hour. Deep baby cries nonstop untill my energy was drained, or in another words... i let it out. I became static on the dirt around me and then i could see the face of god, source of everything. I merged with the soil and could feel the heartbeat of the world as i was slowly consumed by this everchanging engine of reality.
And i kept walking till it weared off and now i wanna kill myself again. Was clean for 6 months but if anything it directed me more calmly to what im about to do with my life (suicide).
Basically another attempt to find meaning in life.
In retrospect, I have the feeling that the world has denied me success in every honest attempt.
I've tried to work hard at various tasks, but health problems have been with me all my life. Not to mention my love life.
I feel betrayed by life.
I don't see myself as a monk in a church or as a Buddhist, because, unfortunately, I have desires. Strong desires that cause me suffering.
Every day I think about killing myself, but I keep looking for alternatives. However, there's a sense of dread growing exponentially and i think that'll really be it (my death).
Below is a pic i took when i was on my "quest" which surprisingly reflect a lot on what i feel like.
At some point i went in the grass field and was stuck on the floor crying and breathing like crazy. It went on for at least one hour. Deep baby cries nonstop untill my energy was drained, or in another words... i let it out. I became static on the dirt around me and then i could see the face of god, source of everything. I merged with the soil and could feel the heartbeat of the world as i was slowly consumed by this everchanging engine of reality.
And i kept walking till it weared off and now i wanna kill myself again. Was clean for 6 months but if anything it directed me more calmly to what im about to do with my life (suicide).
Basically another attempt to find meaning in life.
In retrospect, I have the feeling that the world has denied me success in every honest attempt.
I've tried to work hard at various tasks, but health problems have been with me all my life. Not to mention my love life.
I feel betrayed by life.
I don't see myself as a monk in a church or as a Buddhist, because, unfortunately, I have desires. Strong desires that cause me suffering.
Every day I think about killing myself, but I keep looking for alternatives. However, there's a sense of dread growing exponentially and i think that'll really be it (my death).
Below is a pic i took when i was on my "quest" which surprisingly reflect a lot on what i feel like.
