it was just a tiny hill with slippery leaves but when you get around trees on your  own they will gang up on you and spread some magic dust on you. the universe took over and made me dizy for a bit and took me down a rabit hole made me think a bit way before i8 got to the mushrooms. mushrooms didn't do anything on tat ocasion either. must have picked the wrong ones or not enough or sumin. but i did tightrope aross a tiny briver with my bike over a tree in slippery shoes when another giant tree fell down on the phsycling path to block it. that's the end of this story. and picasso wasn't a real peado, maybe, but do something about the real ones. fuck sake.