When man met the mushroom
Let me tell you the story of how early man and the mushroom found each other...
daniel
I died and you planted a tree
I died and you planted a tree on my grave. The tree grew, its roots went deep into the ground, and soon a part of me was part of the tree. I pushed my roots downwards and I stretched out…
Our own truth
It’s not important to me that other people think as I do. When I talk about my experiences, it’s not to convince others. You are free to think and feel whatever you want. But what is important to me is…