Psilocybe cubensis malabar coast shooms trip report. Fifteen to twenty minutes in, reality is fading away. Everything is wired up, your arms, hands, fingers, even the tiny nails at your fingertips. You’re a robot, a huge circuit board with flashing strands and lights. Green from head to toe, and covered in conductive tracks. You stand up, moving your arms. It feels robotic, moving smoothly like cogs. But something else is there – something distinctly human.
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