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Don’t Micromanage, Just Microdose

Don’t Micromanage, Just Microdose

Mental-illness,
mental-baggage.
Mental-warfare,
mental-damage.

Not all things,
can be repaired.

Not all problems,
have a solution.

Life in phases,
life is passages.

Our environments dictate,
reality from perception.

Statistics from mathematics, 
numbers predetermine outcomes.

Its quite simple,
we belong to patterns.

Cycles inherited, from past creations, become our standards, provide our situations.

Gaps with no bridging, temporarily formed from vices, we chase those short-term highs, to be left in the lows of the valleys. 

Long-term  memory created from short-term memory, short-term memory never allowed to form, thank you alcohol, you make us forgetful! 

Microdosing proposing permanent healing, no addiction associated with my personal experience, no cravings nor withdrawals, after each dose I feel reborn.

To any willing and open minded, I strongly recommend answering the call, mushrooms appear to be the light at the end of the tunnel, as I have noticed a positive response, to my mental-downfalls.

My anxiety has declined, my bipolar has calmed, patience finally resides, microdosing retrains the brain and heals the mind! 

 

 

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