Actually the last times I've had shrooms were pretty fun, the ratio of psilocin, psilocybin and yes even baeoceocystin or whatever the spelling, the most common outdoor shrooms here are a subspecies of cyanencecis or whatever, Psilocybe Quebecensis, and shrooms I never had a bad trip on, even the less hilarious parts felt more like being in my own bubble observing my friends play that Playstation 1 game that was so cool, it was just japanese fighting but pretty well made, I forgot, it was very popular in 2001 to say 2005, there was 3 games that I remember at least, my friends were coming down faster than I was, I remember going to the bathroom, and looking at myself in the mirror and the mirror looked like I was going on my ninja motorbike at 280 km/h on the highway, that was insanely pleasant, I do tend to retreat a bit even with friends with shrooms, but never that heavily as with 4-aco-dmt. 4-aco-dmt also made me produce so much mucus, like I would be choking if I wasn't spitting it out, my being was mad at me for smoking cigarettes, I stopped the year after when I got into vaping, but I had this mucus issue for a year after I stopped smoking cigs. It really was telling me to purge that shit out or I was gonna die of cancer in 5 years. I was smoking...to any Canadian here, the 2 strongest brands, Export A "Greens" which are nicknamed Green Death and when I had less money I'd go for a Mark Ten green or Number 7 Reds which is regular, anyway, they change it all 3-4 years ago when they stopped selling loose tobacco as Export A Blue as in medium, because it's the tubes that are Blue, it's all in the tubes and how much crap they let out. Hence why smoking Export A Reds once when I had a cold felt fine, they even say it in the pouches for tube rolling tobacco, the actual emissions from tobacco are related to the filter of the cigarette.
I once worked at a gas station at night in a very multicultural area of Montreal during the summer since in june and july, you don't get any grants and loans, so I found a job that was just 3 bus stops away, funny how big cities change...allure...so quickly, from the street I lived on, St-Michel boulevard was just fine, even was pretty much the center of the "Plateau" an often ridiculed gentrified area of Montreal with tiny condos for 199 999 dollars. Anyway, I lived up a slope in that boulevard which placed me into a tiny Ukrainian area, the guys at the convenience stores there all acted like dicks, so much that once I told, Ukraine wasn't ever a country before the Ukrainian SSR!! (which is the truth, but you can't say it), it was inside the Austro-Hungarian empire as Silesia and such. Russians called it the borderlands cos well ukraine means just that, borderlands. Border between polish and lithuanian from the Kievan Rus, they spoke a strange russian dilect which was pretty much considered redneck russian.
My god he got angry, he said I hope your pint of milk is rotten and thrown the change I gave him on the ground after he was like, what you wanna fight me? After I said the brand of cigs I wanted for 2 minutes and he still didn't get it. I'm not a geek I don't (didn't) smoke Peter Jacksons and he managed to understand Peter Jackson when I said Benson and & Hedges Mint (it was for my girlfriend...no way would I smoke that dental floss tasting crap).
So yeah, my job was three bus stops north, in front of the east terminus of the Blue Line, the Northern Montreal line, the St-Michel station area is poor as shit but I felt safe since the cop shop was just a street behind me, I let idiot immigrants steal submarine sandwiches and stuff like that, it wasn't worth it, even my boss told me that, I once told one, hey man, I now you got a submarine hidden in your pants and he was all like (they were 2 cubans) "wanna see my submarine man yeah?" so I said fine keep it, so they try to buy Sprite can with a very french canadian name on it, I said I'm keeping that, that's a girl's name with a French Canadian name and then he said you want us to come back with my crew?" I said sure, I won't let you in with the buzzer, we'll break windows yadayada, never happened, but after that night, I looked in our backroom and for some reason there was a knife Billy Mays would have been proud to advertise for. Brand new, in it's original plastic cover. then I put it under my desk and then every smartass I would point a knife at, although it wasn't my computer training I passed in 45 minutes where the lady said, most people take 3 hours to do it and fail. I felt sad for the average joe without my wits...hard times are coming our way (~Cro-Mags) indeed. But it worked. The strangest thing though, came from a white guy, came outside while I was taking a smoke break, said, call the cops. I said why and he said "GET IN THERE AND CALL THE COPS" and so I did, and they treated him with the professionality of a Quebeec cop in general, even for an MPD (SPVM) pair of cops, they had him stay at a distance get on his knees and do the Hank on Walt thing.
Never knew what it was for, one cop came back inside said, you can re-open the store, but never told me what happened, but I expect he went nuts at his wife who nagged him to the maximum level of nagging a man can endure, so the inevitable (sarcasm alert..k, sjws? ).
even though it is such a heavy topic. Lol @ emir of al jazeera.....not that any of it is funny...still you made me smirk. Hope everyone is having a nice day or evening. Long day for me, gonna chill a bit and catch up on bl.