Seconded.
Should prolly try shamans piss version of amanitas. You know where a proper geezer who’s been eating these for decades dries them properly, then eats a whole bunch, then pisses in a dish and then you drink the piss.
That would probably get closer to the roots of what amanitas are about. I had a similar very mild but in no way negatively experience as you.
Laid on a sofa and it felt slightly like as if on a magic carpet through space. But like, that needed imagination, I wasn’t experiencing that, but if I had to describe what sort the mild feeling was.
















Wait you mean that in capitalism, the people with a lot of capital have it easier?
Almost as if the more of it you have, the easier it is to make more of it, but if you have none, then you’re shit out of luck and have to agree to be someone’s slave.