On the 20th of January, 2009 a dear friend sent me a succession of fervent text messages to the effect of, “I need SOMEONE to talk to about this THING…..and the only person I can think of is you…”
How can one resist such a cryptic opportunity to learn some sort of “apparent quality” affixed to their character? In the name of self-discovery I called him back.
“Ever heard of DMT?”, was the opening line….his voice sounded desperate for affirmation.
“Yes. Yes I have.”
He dove right in…
“Have you ever DONE it???” Foam was audibly starting to collect in the corners of his mouth .
If intrigue and apprehension could hump and make a baby, it would have been me in that moment. I genuinely didn’t want to bust his fringe-of-orgasm bubble on the matter but I chose to answer him honestly.
“Me and a buddy did it a couple years ago. Bought it from some wacky hippie. Shit was expensive….i remember it was kinda orange colored, crumbly crystally nonsense….smelled really perfumey…smoked it and tripped out pretty good.”
...And on reflection I guess it was kinda awesome, but apparently not enough for me to do it again since or, sadly, share in my friend’s enthusiasm at the moment. I felt a bit guilty.
This caused "Mr. Green" to lose no momentum. Over the course of the next hour I was given the kind of enrolling, information-packed symposium that you would expect from someone who just had a tete-a-tete with the Buddah himself. Out poured tales of alien contact, other worlds, loss of ego, oneness with everything…
30 minutes spent listening to these incredulous tales of impossible mindscapes and I had somehow agreed to co-pilot a way-over-my-head chemistry experiment to extract this mysterious molecule from the root-bark of a South American tree…
1 year later.....
what i had experienced all those years ago was, as i soon discovered, very weak jungle crumblings. i may as well have been a complete spice virgin for all i knew from that expereince....
to say that i have "grown" from the past year's work would be a monumental understatement that genuinely induces giggles from me as i read the words. layers upon layers of ego and "knowing" have been stripped, peeled and in some cases, chiseled off to reveal a much more genuine, stream-lined and clear me than i ever dreamed i would know. no words can express my gratitude for what DMT has given me...and i would like to take this moment....on this day....to thank Mr. Van D'Lay from the depths of my soul for bringing the teacher to the searching student.
considering that the most "impactful" thing ol' Art had given me before that moment was a stiff left-hook on my front lawn during one of our many boxing training sessions, i would say this next-generation gift has been quite a step up...
...although both seem to make my ears ring...
from deep doses to combining with everything under the sun to week-long retreats into nature equipped with an arsenal of entheogens to dying and being reborn from the ocean's of a far away (yet impossibly close) plane of consciousness....DMT has taken me on the journey of many lifetimes. i am clear that my life-path is lined with caapi vines and mimosa trees....it is an awakening of my truest self and my highest visions.
i found a community of beautiful, honest souls on the same path that have become true family. i read with wide eyes and quivering tear-ducts those reports of my brothers and sisters struggling with the same "conversations with god" that i do. i have found my tribe. i am fiercely loyal and supportive of my people. our growth changes the landscape of a world that has been lost for too long.
one year. one tiny year. my priorities have emerged from their cocoon and have taken to the sky with the impossible colors of a new world that i have SEEN with my own four eyes i believe that this work, this molecule, this awakening...this is ALL a part of something wonderful. i believe that we are shaking off a long sleep to find that our garden has overgrown and needs tending. i also believe that we now CAN begin to tend to it. you are all....WE are all spiritual warriors. to the life that lies ahead...the life i have been blessed to be reawakening to....i say YES. to all that is and all that will be....i say YES.
for my life and all that is has come to in this perfect moment.
i say yes.
WITH THE DEEPEST LOVE AND GRATITUDE!!
How can one resist such a cryptic opportunity to learn some sort of “apparent quality” affixed to their character? In the name of self-discovery I called him back.
“Ever heard of DMT?”, was the opening line….his voice sounded desperate for affirmation.
“Yes. Yes I have.”
He dove right in…
“Have you ever DONE it???” Foam was audibly starting to collect in the corners of his mouth .
If intrigue and apprehension could hump and make a baby, it would have been me in that moment. I genuinely didn’t want to bust his fringe-of-orgasm bubble on the matter but I chose to answer him honestly.
“Me and a buddy did it a couple years ago. Bought it from some wacky hippie. Shit was expensive….i remember it was kinda orange colored, crumbly crystally nonsense….smelled really perfumey…smoked it and tripped out pretty good.”
...And on reflection I guess it was kinda awesome, but apparently not enough for me to do it again since or, sadly, share in my friend’s enthusiasm at the moment. I felt a bit guilty.
This caused "Mr. Green" to lose no momentum. Over the course of the next hour I was given the kind of enrolling, information-packed symposium that you would expect from someone who just had a tete-a-tete with the Buddah himself. Out poured tales of alien contact, other worlds, loss of ego, oneness with everything…
30 minutes spent listening to these incredulous tales of impossible mindscapes and I had somehow agreed to co-pilot a way-over-my-head chemistry experiment to extract this mysterious molecule from the root-bark of a South American tree…
1 year later.....
what i had experienced all those years ago was, as i soon discovered, very weak jungle crumblings. i may as well have been a complete spice virgin for all i knew from that expereince....
to say that i have "grown" from the past year's work would be a monumental understatement that genuinely induces giggles from me as i read the words. layers upon layers of ego and "knowing" have been stripped, peeled and in some cases, chiseled off to reveal a much more genuine, stream-lined and clear me than i ever dreamed i would know. no words can express my gratitude for what DMT has given me...and i would like to take this moment....on this day....to thank Mr. Van D'Lay from the depths of my soul for bringing the teacher to the searching student.
considering that the most "impactful" thing ol' Art had given me before that moment was a stiff left-hook on my front lawn during one of our many boxing training sessions, i would say this next-generation gift has been quite a step up...
...although both seem to make my ears ring...
from deep doses to combining with everything under the sun to week-long retreats into nature equipped with an arsenal of entheogens to dying and being reborn from the ocean's of a far away (yet impossibly close) plane of consciousness....DMT has taken me on the journey of many lifetimes. i am clear that my life-path is lined with caapi vines and mimosa trees....it is an awakening of my truest self and my highest visions.
i found a community of beautiful, honest souls on the same path that have become true family. i read with wide eyes and quivering tear-ducts those reports of my brothers and sisters struggling with the same "conversations with god" that i do. i have found my tribe. i am fiercely loyal and supportive of my people. our growth changes the landscape of a world that has been lost for too long.
one year. one tiny year. my priorities have emerged from their cocoon and have taken to the sky with the impossible colors of a new world that i have SEEN with my own four eyes
i believe that this work, this molecule, this awakening...this is ALL a part of something wonderful. i believe that we are shaking off a long sleep to find that our garden has overgrown and needs tending. i also believe that we now CAN begin to tend to it. you are all....WE are all spiritual warriors. to the life that lies ahead...the life i have been blessed to be reawakening to....i say YES. to all that is and all that will be....i say YES.for my life and all that is has come to in this perfect moment.
i say yes.
WITH THE DEEPEST LOVE AND GRATITUDE!!
