what is this?

yesterday, i took our old barbecue to be recycled, and when i returned home, there was a fedex package waiting for me on the front porch… addressed to “BRIAN SALAMAN”…?

it was a roughly cube-shaped box, and, for its size, it really didn’t weigh that much.

that is NOT my name, and it is not even what i put into web forms for stuff when i don’t want them to know what my name is… but it is close enough to my name that i didn’t feel too uncomfortable opening the box to see what was inside, but, initially, that didn’t help much.

what was inside was a craft-paper wad, covered in tape. it weighed less than what i was expecting, and, at first, i thought it might be a hat, or something like that, since i have received hats in boxes like that before… but i didn’t remember ordering a hat, so it was still a puzzle.

cutting through the tape, and tearing away the craft paper didn’t help much, at first. it was a dry, vaguely whitish-blue mass of… something… wrapped in plastic, but i still wasn’t sure, until i looked more closely, and realised…

it is mushrooms! 🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄

i ordered a pound (well, 448 grams, or 15.8 ounces, which is .2 ounces LESS than a pound) of mushrooms on 250514, and it took them FOUR DAYS to package them up and get them to me.

addressed to the wrong person, but… it’s mushrooms, so i figure it is close enough. 😉

i have a friend in hawaii who wants microdose capsules, so he and i went in on a pound, so that there would be plenty of capsules for a few years, because who knows what the “legal” situation is going to be in the future (or even next week 😒)…

i really DO NOT understand the legality (or lack thereof) of shipping mushrooms by fedex, but i have gotten them two other times, from the same folks, in the past (first time was less than an ounce, second time was a couple ounces), and they definitely ARE the “right kind” of mushrooms… and i am definitely NOT going to complain about it! 😉

so, now it’s time to make some more capsules. 😉

🍄 mush 🍄 room 🍄

i took >1g around 09:00 this morning, and had one of the more unusual trips i can recall, principally because, when they first started coming on, i went and laid down, and quickly realised that my feet were cold (i wasn’t wearing shoes or socks), so i covered them, which quickly resulted in covering my whole body, and i remained there until 13:00 or so, when i got motivated to write stuff down.

most of what i experienced was pulsating lights in various intricate geometric patterns (the expected stuff for hallucinogens in general), but, along with it was a very distinct and directed train of thought, that, ultimately, boils down to this… “thought experiment”?

imagine you have been born with some physical deformity: missing a part of an arm or leg, or something like that. now, imagine, that, as an adult, you are given the opportunity to visit an “imaginary place” (a “holo-deck” or something like it), and, while in that “imaginary place”, you are given surgery to correct whatever physical deformity you had. at the end of the surgery, you are a complete, whole, human being, with no deformity… but you are in an “imaginary place”. when you come back to “reality”, you still have the deformity. if you re-enter the “imaginary place”, you are a whole human being, but only when you are in that “imaginary place”. once you return to “reality”, you have the deformity.

in such a case, would the psychologist’s job be to convince you that you did, or did not have the surgery?

now, imagine that you have been born with a mental “deformity”: you are depressed, or manic, or narcissistic or something like that, which develops over many years. the same situation: as an adult, you are given the opportunity to visit this “imaginary place” and get surgery (or whatever) to completely cure whatever condition you may have had. in the “imaginary place” you are a whole human being, but in “reality” you still have whatever mental problems you had previously.

in such a case, would the psychologist’s job be to convince you that you did, or did not have the surgery?

my answer is a neon green combat boot:

a neon green combat boot
a neon green combat boot

groan… this again… 🙄

today is the 6th of may, 2025.

i ordered something that was shipped from gainesville, florida, on the 30th of april…

250506 fun with the post office
250506 fun with the post office

i’m going to bet that it WILL NOT be delivered on time, and that the postal service has their head up their collective asses again. 😒

i am getting SO TIRED of #drumpf and his minions… 😠

ETA: and, now, the web site informs me that i can’t get assistance with my package until the 9th… i guess that’s one way of dealing with the problem of not being accurate on their estimates of arrival times… 😒

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it keeps getting worse… i stopped reading the news, because all the news does, these days, is make me dispair for humanity, and feel like ALL the changes i have fought for, and ALL the actions that i have taken part in throughout my life have been for nothing. at this point, in my opinion, the direction this country is going, at this point, is backwards, and that at an ALARMING rate. i get the very distinct feeling that we are facing another situation like martin niemöller wrote his confession about, in 1946:

Als die Nazis die Kommunisten holten,
     habe ich geschwiegen; ich war ja kein Kommunist.

Als sie die Gewerkschafter holten, habe ich geschwiegen;
     ich war ja kein Gewerkschafter.

Als sie die Sozialdemokraten einsperrten, habe ich geschwiegen;
     ich war ja kein Sozialdemokrat.

Als sie die Juden einsperrten, habe ich geschwiegen;
     ich war ja kein Jude.

Als sie mich holten, gab es keinen mehr, der protestieren konnte.

except that instead of people who call themselves “nazis”, we have people who act JUST LIKE nazis, who call themselves republicans, and instead of communists, trade unionists, social democrats, and jews, we have LGBTQ+ people, autistic people, students, scientists and social workers, and immigrants.

and they’re going after so much stuff at once, with such vigor and determination, that, after #drumpf and his crew are out of office, it will take LITERALLY DECADES before we’re back to where we were in the late ’60s and early ’70s…

and I DON’T HAVE DECADES! i’ve got two, maybe three decades AT MOST, and who knows if we’re even going to be STARTED fixing things by then.

i REALLY DO NOT want to live in a world that is worse off than it was when i entered it. 😠

When they took the fourth amendment,
     I was quiet because I didn’t deal drugs.

When they took the sixth amendment,
     I was quiet because I was innocent.

When they took the second amendment,
     I was quiet because I didn’t own a gun.

Now they’ve taken the first amendment,
     and I can say nothing about it.