psilocybin

Shaman once crawled through the worm like burrow that spiralled into the subterranean earth. Guided by the sounds of voices steeped in whispers and magic and the fungi that transformed thoughts into elastic sounds abound except when there was stillness: the epiphany exploding in minute silence over the rock and painted walls.






Epiphanies are just illuminations showing what your mind already knew unconsciously. That dissonance of familiarity and novelty is what gives the epiphany the flavor of profundity. Illumination like in the cave hidden inches from your face. The Shamans Cave was the original trip. We can relive the original trip that exists in all of our ancient shared heritage rediscovering it for the first time, experiencing the dissonance of familiarity and novelty is what gives the epiphany the flavor of profundity. You may not have ever been physically in the cave in your lifetime but by poisoning your mind just enough it is possible to go underground entering the subterranean collective unconsciousness. Epiphanies are experienced as a solitary illumination but they are just a temporal attunement to the greater self, the heritage of human experience, you are not the pinnacle of human achievement just because you are the newest model, just a part of a cycle. Remember, everything is cyclical, everything. Some cycles are on a massive scale some are small and noticeable, some are perfect circles, some are Möbius strips and even more complicated non-euclidean cycles but cycles none the less. sometimes you have to go underground to see the light.