Dear good-natured Anona, I ask you for advice I would never ask for. Curiosity still takes over.
The red ones (and not very red ones) are in great numbers. Experienced the most terrible fuck and metamorphosis of consciousness, reason, found and lost cyclicity TM, got out of samsa with beef, experienced billions of years of endless hell of all hells, spit at Hindus and Buddhists, poop standing, lowered in toxicology on his stomach after trips. He kept his psyche and got love for himself.
It is necessary: a gentle, soft psychedelic who will guide me by the hand not to evil spirits (as described above), but to good ones, simply speaking. If it plays a role, you need a psychedelic who can eat alone. Alas, there are no acquaintances shaking, I will not find a sitter and an adviser live either.
I truly believe that knowledgeable anons will always have the answer for an inquiring neophyte. I would be very grateful for that answer.
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P.S. Responding to the anons above, fly greases are still sold (at least on ali, most often with wild overprice). Vishnevsky once said that in the Russian Federation flies will not be banned for cultural and religious reasons. We do.