A painting of a person sitting in a lotus position with a glowing head

$I sit cross-legged, eyes closed, focused inwards. Behind my eyelids, fractal patterns swirl and morph, emanating from the giant cannabis plant sprouting up within my own mindscape. Its leafy tendrils unfurl across my inner vision, pulses of rainbow light dancing along eachfiber. I feel its roots threaded through my consciousness, tapping into primal parts of my brain. My awareness expands, space and time dilating. As I observe the patterns, I have the sensation of simultaneously looking out through my own eyes while also being the one seated in meditation. Everything vibrates with newfound significance. The cross stands erect, staked into the spongy neural ground. I reach out to touch it, a tether grounding me as I float through inner space. Its angular symmetry amidst the plant's organic shapes focuses my attention, like a meditative mandala centering my psychedelic exploration. From my vantage point on the ground, I feel cradled by the plant's leaves as they spread upwards around me. I am the one inside the head, contemplating the canvas of my mind as it comes alive with cannabis-induced creativity. Where once was void, there are now rich landscapes to explore. My sense of self shifts - I am the seated dreamer, the plant, the cross, the beholder observing through both inner and outer eyes. Everything unfolding within me spills outside, reality transformed into a psychedelic wonderland shining with new intensity. I inhale slowly, allowing the experience to deepen.$

Il y a des choses que seuls vous et moi pouvons savoir.

Jlah Drofloh

I sit cross-legged, eyes closed, focused inwards. Behind my eyelids, fractal patterns swirl and morph, emanating from the giant cannabis plant sprouting up within my own mindscape. Its leafy tendrils unfurl across my inner vision, pulses of rainbow light dancing along eachfiber. I feel its roots threaded through my consciousness, tapping into primal parts of my brain. My awareness expands, space and time dilating. As I observe the patterns, I have the sensation of simultaneously looking out through my own eyes while also being the one seated in meditation. Everything vibrates with newfound significance. The cross stands erect, staked into the spongy neural ground. I reach out to touch it, a tether grounding me as I float through inner space. Its angular symmetry amidst the plant's organic shapes focuses my attention, like a meditative mandala centering my psychedelic exploration. From my vantage point on the ground, I feel cradled by the plant's leaves as they spread upwards around me. I am the one inside the head, contemplating the canvas of my mind as it comes alive with cannabis-induced creativity. Where once was void, there are now rich landscapes to explore. My sense of self shifts - I am the seated dreamer, the plant, the cross, the beholder observing through both inner and outer eyes. Everything unfolding within me spills outside, reality transformed into a psychedelic wonderland shining with new intensity. I inhale slowly, allowing the experience to deepen.

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