"I was born to find goblins in their caves / And chase moonlight / To see shadows and seek hidden rivers / To hear the rain fall on dry leaves / And chat a bit with death across foggy nights/ I was born to watch owls in dark forests/ And hear coyotes cry/ To feel trees tremble and the grass sleep/ To taste cold air and smell the damp earth/ And watch ghostly shapes disappear across foggy nights. J.Kavanaugh
Optical art by Gianni Sarcone Focus on the ball at the center of the image above. The scene appears to vibrate. If you move your head slightly forward and backward, the color fields of the rosette appear to pulsate.
For a small group of researchers and their patients facing death, psychedelic drugs aren’t a hippie palliative. They’re a new way to approach the most dire time of life. very interesting article. even coler picture :D