If i think about it i really dont know the interest in ethnobotanicals started. Probably riding in a car with a african and a friend of mine is a reference. When we pulled over they started eating a tree called juma. It was catha edulis.
Meanwhile back in 99 when i had a primitive computer i recall gomaos garden, even emailed him enquiring re hbwr. My parents also scared me a bit when the story of fred was retold. Back in the 70's fred who was a good friend of my parents ingested 4 datura flowers. He tried to scramble out of the little toilet window 8 storeys up. Eventually after climbing the walls he slept at the base of my parents bed as he was big time scared. To this day fred is still partially blind in one eye.
Over the years i here and there got on the net and the corroborree forums came up sometimes. It wasnt until i eventually tried DXM via drinking to much when i had the flu that obviously researching my strange effects that a cool thread regarding that exact subject came up. Lemon drops.
So it wasnt a sudden thing, over the years i suppose i eventually said. "member please". For me it's about choice. I have the choice to escape my plain existance for if not a few minutes, im educated by comments, sometimes amused, always informative perhaps seldom bored by. This is my first blog.
Now its all about the plants. When seeds sprout im a much happier person.
