The anger at seeing communities of people with the great drug connections and how spoiled spirituality they are makes me feel that God hates me.
I’ve ground morning glory seeds with a friend (like me having shit luck lives’). Ultimately not getting high. Then I buy some root powder and fuck that up somehow, not getting high. It can be very deflating. My life mission has been a failure (If I have to hear about one more person transcendant acid or DMT experience and how enlightened they are I’m going to fucking freak out).
