Improvement?

I was laying in bed last night trying to sleep…Of course my mind wonders and I begin to think about death. And my dad. I’ve never really had anything positive to say or think I usually just mourn and get upset about what did happen and how he felt.

But for the first time I thought “I’m so  glad I didn’t have to see my dad waste away to nothing and be bed ridden for months” It happened so fast. 4 days (and barely even 4) and it was over.

Love it.

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DMT- the spirit molecule

So…Who wants to fly down to the amazon and brew up some plants, extract the DMT from it and go to another level of consciousness?

Anyone?

No?

Another dream

I had another dream last night. I feel like I’m legitimately going crazy. In a comforting way if that’s possible.

We hung out in my dream last night. It wasn’t as scary and upsetting as the last.

He was in the last stages of the disease. Just like I remember seeing him. Instead of dying he woke up. He wasn’t better but he just woke up. We got to talk and I got to ask him questions. I asked him if he remembered anything when he was asleep. He paused and thought really hard and hen said no. I asked him how he felt he answered but I don’t remember the answer. We got up and walked a round a bit. I hugged him more and just stared at him. Then I said goodbye. He went back to sleep. I’m assuming he died. When I woke up I felt nice. I wanted to go back to sleep and see him some more.

I wouldn’t mind a few of those ever so often.