mushroom trip

             My friends and I went on a camping trip once. The four of us (five including Choda dog) drove out to Peace River where we rented some canoes and rowed down the river, camping out at different spots every night. The entire trip was absolutely amazing. One day in particular however, will remain in my memory forever. I'll never forget the beautiful images I saw and I how I felt.
             The day began just like any other. I woke up, stepped out of my tent, and observed all the beauty surrounding me. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the alligators were croaking, and the bugs were buzzing. You could still smell the citronella from the candles we lit to keep the bugs away the night before. Without saying a word, we all sat down and had our breakfast and drank our special tea. I looked around at everyone just then and I realized that it would be a day like no other. I could tell they understood it too as we all sat anxiously waiting for it to begin.
             The water was so calm that day. It looked as if we were drifting through a mirror. The trees were more colorful than ever before and with no help from the wind, they vibrated in the clear blue sky. The few existing clouds were glowing in all the colors of the rainbow. Everything was silent then. We were all too overwhelmed to really say anything. All you could hear were the songlike sounds of nature. I swore that I could make out a melody from those sounds and as I listened closer, the melody became louder. Then I looked into the trees again and noticed they were still vibrating. When I took a closer look, I began to notice patterns in the leaves. Suddenly I realized that you can really find beauty in anything. All you have to do is look close enough.
             At that point I decided that I wanted to take a closer look at everything surrounding me. I stared passed the mirrored surface of the water and discovered a whole new world lying beneath me. The bottom of the river was cov...

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