I listened to the whole thing, more or less, and couldnāt help but cry a stingy male tears.
Why is that in one country there is full-blown legalize going on, and researches of psychedelics in an unbiased, open-minded fashion, and in other countries, well, you know. A total hopelessness about all that.
Why is that Iām forced to remain silent about my own researches and findings, while some other guy gets a bloody HOUR-LONG INTERVIEW about his opinion on psilocybin therapy and itās benefits?
I canāt even share my experience with family, my own blood, for they will ostracize me, never ever getting to the fact that I want to help them. My father, for instance, would benefit from a few good mushroom sessions, since he is simultaneously having no will to live on and great fear of death, like half the bloody population over 60 years here!
Itās a shoutout, I really canāt express myself enough to anyone around me right now.
And we, who know the effects of psilocybin and ābeen thereā, are mostly restricted from one another by fear of criminal charges!
Mental health is in short supply here. I donāt support any conspiracy theories, but it seems like everyone is content with the system where the society fills the young heads with truly dreadful biases and contradictions, forcing their eyes to perceive the world as an fighting arena, where you eat another or being eaten. Then it flips that heads to work for a two or three decades, all the while dulling the sense of āsomething isnāt rightā with only allowed drug - alcohol, and then it just spits them out - broken, used, deprived of power, unable even to hope - I see them in hundreds every day, and my heart goes out for them. But then I know if I canāt even help my father, whoās been thought that maw of darkness, I canāt help any of them.
Willing to trade some beans for cube spores. 
