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I am reading as fast as I can...LOL The extraction methods at least thus far look complicated. Before any of that happens, I haven't even gotten as far as resources for botanicals.
I am an artist and it's my busiest time of the year and have to try and focus on the tasks at hand. The truth of the matter is I am about done with all of the seasonal orders, except I put things on the back burner in mid stream and have to go back and pick up where I left off on a project. Mostly tedious work that I loath (ADHD I think).
I am hoping along the way here I will reach out to some of my old friends and see where thier experience has led them, as far as obtaining all of the needed botanicals. Perhaps they are exploring these alternate realities. At this early point I haven't talked to anyone that has even heard of this, except for rumor and inuendo.
"Tripping" is something I put away after the 1980 Radio City Music Hall Dead Shows. I took plenty of acid, giggled till dawn, spent 3 days with a Godess but still never "got there". Before that is was February or March 1976 or 1977 I saw the Dead in Utica, NY with Jerry forgetting words, Bob's amp was on the fritz and his guitar screeched and screamed the entire show long & Keith was nodded out on the keyboards. Absolutely the worst concert in terms of music I had ever seen, yet the acid was MIND BLOWING. That was the last time I ever acheived with acid the thresholds I wanted to cross. I figured acid & I had run our course together. I never wanted LSD to be a recreational drug (for me that wouldn't have been possible anyway, I didn't like the high without the trip)so I just quit taking it. By the time I considered it again no one I formerly knew had done it for years, without the expectation of ever going back there and doing it again.
Until now I didn't realize there some deeper, more far away place that offered humbling reconciliation with the power(s) of the universe. I am almost embarassed to say that at one point long long ago I experienced Jimson Weed. I of course never want to go to anyplace that dark, dreary or morbid and be stuck there for 3 or 4 days before I could even grasp the simple question "what's your name". I am hoping that DMT is the antithesis of the former.
Another juxtaposed thought: I think I have found a route to the profound. Perhaps to see or feel the unspeakable, that which plugs me back into the universe and makes me more sensitive to those powers around me. I am mortal, I was 50+ before I realized how fleeting life is. I was diagnosed with colon cancer. Surgery, radiation & chemo, sliced, diced, burned & poisoned. The surgery brought me to my knees, the radiation kept me from the barber for a year and a half and the chemo almost killed me. In anycase I am alive now and free of cancer for almost 5 yrs I guess, with a clean bill of health. My hair has grown back and I currently weigh more than I did when I was diagnosed.
Regardless I know my own mortality, we have been formally introduced. So in the years I have left, how few or many (isn't that wide a range regardless) I have, I want to be spent getting myself, my Creator and all of it's itelligent forms.
I guess now I know why I am excited to have had this DMT Avenue intruduced to me. So wave at me when you go by, I'm the dude on the corner of DMT Avenue & Shakedown Street.

<blockquote data-quote="wineart" data-source="post: 3407891" data-attributes="member: 7688">I am reading as fast as I can...LOL&nbsp; The extraction methods at least thus far look complicated.&nbsp; Before any of that happens, I haven&#039;t even gotten as far as resources for botanicals.&nbsp; &nbsp; I am an artist and it&#039;s my busiest time of the year and have to try and focus on the tasks at hand.&nbsp; The truth of the matter is I am about done with all of the seasonal orders, except I put things on the back burner in mid stream and have to go back and pick up where I left off on a project.&nbsp; Mostly tedious work that I loath (ADHD I think).&nbsp; I am hoping along the way here I will reach out to some of my old friends and see where thier experience has led them, as far as obtaining all of the needed botanicals.&nbsp; Perhaps they are exploring these alternate realities.&nbsp; At this early point I haven&#039;t talked to anyone that has even heard of this, except for rumor and inuendo.&nbsp; &quot;Tripping&quot; is something I put away after the 1980 Radio City Music Hall Dead Shows.&nbsp; I took plenty of acid, giggled till dawn, spent 3 days with a Godess but still never &quot;got there&quot;.&nbsp; Before that is was February or March 1976 or 1977 I saw the Dead in Utica, NY with Jerry forgetting words, Bob&#039;s amp was on the fritz and his guitar screeched and screamed the entire show long &amp; Keith was nodded out on the keyboards.&nbsp; Absolutely the worst concert in terms of music I had ever seen, yet the acid was MIND BLOWING.&nbsp; That was the last time I ever acheived with acid the thresholds I wanted to cross.&nbsp; I figured acid &amp; I had run our course together.&nbsp; I never wanted LSD to be a recreational drug (for me that wouldn&#039;t have been possible anyway, I didn&#039;t like the high without the trip)so I just quit taking it.&nbsp; By the time I considered it again no one I formerly knew had done it for years, without the expectation of ever going back there and doing it again.&nbsp; Until now I didn&#039;t realize there some deeper, more far away place that offered humbling reconciliation with the power(s) of the universe.&nbsp; I am almost embarassed to say that at one point long long ago I experienced Jimson Weed.&nbsp; I of course never want to go to anyplace that dark, dreary or morbid and be stuck there for 3 or 4 days before I could even grasp the simple question &quot;what&#039;s your name&quot;.&nbsp; I am hoping that DMT is the antithesis of the former.&nbsp; Another juxtaposed thought:&nbsp; I think I have found a route to the profound.&nbsp; Perhaps to see or feel the unspeakable, that which plugs me back into the universe and makes me more sensitive to those powers around me.&nbsp; I am mortal, I was 50+ before I realized how fleeting life is.&nbsp; I was diagnosed with colon cancer.&nbsp; Surgery, radiation &amp; chemo, sliced, diced, burned &amp; poisoned. The surgery brought me to my knees, the radiation kept me from the barber for a year and a half and the chemo almost killed me.&nbsp; In anycase I am alive now and free of cancer for almost 5 yrs I guess, with a clean bill of health.&nbsp; My hair has grown back and I currently weigh more than I did when I was diagnosed.&nbsp; Regardless I know my own mortality, we have been formally introduced.&nbsp; So in the years I have left, how few or many (isn&#039;t that wide a range regardless) I have, I want to be spent getting myself, my Creator and all of it&#039;s itelligent forms.&nbsp; I guess now I know why I am excited to have had this DMT Avenue intruduced to me.&nbsp; So wave at me when you go by, I&#039;m the dude on the corner of DMT Avenue &amp; Shakedown Street.<img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="😉" title="Winking face&nbsp; &nbsp; :wink:" src="/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/nexus/unicode/64/1f609.png" data-shortname=":wink:" /></blockquote>

[QUOTE="wineart, post: 3407891, member: 7688"] I am reading as fast as I can...LOL The extraction methods at least thus far look complicated. Before any of that happens, I haven't even gotten as far as resources for botanicals. I am an artist and it's my busiest time of the year and have to try and focus on the tasks at hand. The truth of the matter is I am about done with all of the seasonal orders, except I put things on the back burner in mid stream and have to go back and pick up where I left off on a project. Mostly tedious work that I loath (ADHD I think). I am hoping along the way here I will reach out to some of my old friends and see where thier experience has led them, as far as obtaining all of the needed botanicals. Perhaps they are exploring these alternate realities. At this early point I haven't talked to anyone that has even heard of this, except for rumor and inuendo. "Tripping" is something I put away after the 1980 Radio City Music Hall Dead Shows. I took plenty of acid, giggled till dawn, spent 3 days with a Godess but still never "got there". Before that is was February or March 1976 or 1977 I saw the Dead in Utica, NY with Jerry forgetting words, Bob's amp was on the fritz and his guitar screeched and screamed the entire show long & Keith was nodded out on the keyboards. Absolutely the worst concert in terms of music I had ever seen, yet the acid was MIND BLOWING. That was the last time I ever acheived with acid the thresholds I wanted to cross. I figured acid & I had run our course together. I never wanted LSD to be a recreational drug (for me that wouldn't have been possible anyway, I didn't like the high without the trip)so I just quit taking it. By the time I considered it again no one I formerly knew had done it for years, without the expectation of ever going back there and doing it again. Until now I didn't realize there some deeper, more far away place that offered humbling reconciliation with the power(s) of the universe. I am almost embarassed to say that at one point long long ago I experienced Jimson Weed. I of course never want to go to anyplace that dark, dreary or morbid and be stuck there for 3 or 4 days before I could even grasp the simple question "what's your name". I am hoping that DMT is the antithesis of the former. Another juxtaposed thought: I think I have found a route to the profound. Perhaps to see or feel the unspeakable, that which plugs me back into the universe and makes me more sensitive to those powers around me. I am mortal, I was 50+ before I realized how fleeting life is. I was diagnosed with colon cancer. Surgery, radiation & chemo, sliced, diced, burned & poisoned. The surgery brought me to my knees, the radiation kept me from the barber for a year and a half and the chemo almost killed me. In anycase I am alive now and free of cancer for almost 5 yrs I guess, with a clean bill of health. My hair has grown back and I currently weigh more than I did when I was diagnosed. Regardless I know my own mortality, we have been formally introduced. So in the years I have left, how few or many (isn't that wide a range regardless) I have, I want to be spent getting myself, my Creator and all of it's itelligent forms. I guess now I know why I am excited to have had this DMT Avenue intruduced to me. So wave at me when you go by, I'm the dude on the corner of DMT Avenue & Shakedown Street.😉 [/QUOTE]