Do you ever long for something you can't explain?
Does a strange melancholy sometimes creep up on you, bittersweet and inexplicable?
Do you yearn for faraway places and the Aurora Borealis, tropical storms sweeping lush emerald islands and the wind howling over distant barren plains of the North?
Do you ever get a weird lump in your throat when you watch the sunset over a horizon you haven't crossed yet?
Do you long for people you haven’t met and places you haven’t traveled yet, a peculiar sort of longing when you’re lost in a daydream, your eyes wide and full of aw
e as if you were staring at the blue mountains in the distance, a siren call of the sea a subtle echo in your ears, a forgotten melody you can’t quite remember but know in your heart with absolute certainty?
Do you sometimes stop dead in your tracks, a strand of a dream still swirling about, trying to break the surface of consciousness, and you can’t define its contours, but you sense, deep down, that it was beautiful – and immensely important somehow?
Do you quietly wonder, sometimes, “oh, but what if…”, even if you’re not entirely sure what it could have been?
What if that wasn’t longing at all?
What if, instead, all your strange dreams, all your inexplicable yearning, your bittersweet melancholy and longing were
In fact
Distant memories?
Then maybe, magic mushrooms are a viable alternative to long haul flights. Or, if your mind is sufficiently supple, meditation may do the trick for you and feed your longing.