Second Sight
I took mushrooms once. Everything swam. Colours wandered away from things, words floated in my vision like bubbles and roared at me for not reading them aloud, so I called their names as they grew starker, more vivid across my mind.
My vision is blurred now, the only things floating across it the clumps of vitreous my brain perceives as the view. And I wonder, sometimes, what would happen if I took mushrooms again. Would things get brighter? Would words and colours return to my sight? Or would the floaters rise up against me and demand to be spoken aloud?
Extro
Not a true story, on either end, so my apologies for inaccuracies on the experience!
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