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    <title>After ingesting the psychedelic plant - Ayahuasca - tribe.net</title>
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      <title>Re: After ingesting the psychedelic plant</title>
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      <description>"The truth I know grows from the ground! The real ground, the dirt where seeds for thought blossom in sunshine and rain."&#xD;
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right on!</description>
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      <title>After ingesting the psychedelic plant</title>
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      <description>A couple hours after ingesting the psychedelic plant I thought,"The world is full of children. There's not a genuine adult in all the bunches in all the countries around."&#xD;
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A few days later I revisited this psychedelic idea and agreed with myself.&#xD;
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The stories we're told as children, as childish and unreal as they are, seldom leave us and when we are alone to think about our true desires it's a beautiful time, but like a dream. Before long we're caught in the childish world again. We lie to our children. Why are we lying to our children?&#xD;
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The truth doesn't come out of the mouths of anyone I haven't met in the flesh. I'm talking about religion of course. I'm talking about people who choose to believe what a stranger said rather than think in the moment for themselves - like children. The truth I know grows from the ground! The real ground, the dirt where seeds for thought blossom in sunshine and rain. The real ground forgotten.&#xD;
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The world is full of children, children who believe in stories they did not create themselves. Language is a vast store of words. We don't give it much thought.&#xD;
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We should use some of the security we have to think about the world which exists. Otherwise we remain lost in the fantasy of a stranger we've never met. Just because I have a big brain doesn't mean I should make room for everybody.</description>
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      <dc:creator>Sunny Sullivan</dc:creator>
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