I closed my eyes and watched as the mushroom goddess revealed to me once again that primordial soup, swirling, churning, sinking in and bubbling up, giving rise to enfolding and out pouring of that which was, is, and that which is yet to be. And it's exciting to me to imagine things unknown, to think the yet un-thought, to experience emotions yet un-felt, to meet and interact with beings of greater mind and lesser mind. Fear limits our experience, fear is a prison cell that keeps one isolated, afraid to try new things, and afraid to speak their mind. We struggle to have control over every aspect of our lives, we want to change what we do not like, we want to be in control of every experience we have. But we cannot control all of that, we have trouble even trying to control our own thoughts and emotions. Read more of this text on hallucinatory substances: Perspective