I wasnt quite sure where to put this - the experiences section says - DMT-Experiences, so i thought this was more valid.
Fungal experiences i find quite difficult to put into words as the story is not always linear, but heres an attempt at describing a part of last nights journey anyway.
Copelandia/Paneolus Cyanensis were consumed for the first time.
When the visions came they were of quite a different nature, they seemed to suck me in, in a strange way unnoted before on fungus.
Of the many visions, the one that i felt i took the fungus to experience went as follows :
I was in the sky observing a bird, it flew in a figure of 8, i had to concentrate hard to move with it.
Then i was the bird(a memory) and i flew the full figure of 8, as soon as i had completed it once i felt as if i had locked it as a symbol and now could understand its meaning.
The glowing orange/yellow symbol of a modified figure of 8 was burned into me as some sort of symbol i can use when i want to to invoke a certain feeling.
As a bird i repeated the 8 faster and faster - higher and higher gaining altitude, i broke thru the top layer of the storm clouds into the bright sunny blue skied clarity above.
I tried to go higher but the air was too thin, so i glided back down half way to earth and back into my body.
That symbol now is almost like a mantra, its a sign of me raising my head above the water, taking a breath, admiring the beauty, then diving back down to continue ever foreward.
Fungal experiences i find quite difficult to put into words as the story is not always linear, but heres an attempt at describing a part of last nights journey anyway.
Copelandia/Paneolus Cyanensis were consumed for the first time.
When the visions came they were of quite a different nature, they seemed to suck me in, in a strange way unnoted before on fungus.
Of the many visions, the one that i felt i took the fungus to experience went as follows :
I was in the sky observing a bird, it flew in a figure of 8, i had to concentrate hard to move with it.
Then i was the bird(a memory) and i flew the full figure of 8, as soon as i had completed it once i felt as if i had locked it as a symbol and now could understand its meaning.
The glowing orange/yellow symbol of a modified figure of 8 was burned into me as some sort of symbol i can use when i want to to invoke a certain feeling.
As a bird i repeated the 8 faster and faster - higher and higher gaining altitude, i broke thru the top layer of the storm clouds into the bright sunny blue skied clarity above.
I tried to go higher but the air was too thin, so i glided back down half way to earth and back into my body.
That symbol now is almost like a mantra, its a sign of me raising my head above the water, taking a breath, admiring the beauty, then diving back down to continue ever foreward.
