Oh oh my dear friends, let me share......
According to the laughable 3D concept/illusion of all powerfulness called "Time".... the organic matter with which my Energy Intelligence partly coerces is 29 "years old".
This body is female, "green-eyed", "brunette" and considered "beautiful"...though it is haggard in comparison with what lies in the multi-verses of myself, I'm sure.
I vibrate at a consistently high rate because I make an effort to do so. I like to experience 3d reality this way. It is more tolerable ...and allows me to better serve other energy beings within this part of the grid. Self-less service without ego is such a gift of being in the Here-Now. I am everyone and NO ONE at the same moment.
A little background... (SWIM lol) has much experience with acid, mushrooms, marijuana and out-of-body experiences. I had my first OBE at 17--it was spontaneous. I am one of those people who are fortunate (on some days I feel cursed though) enough to have periods of weeks sometimes, where I cannot lay down and relax in any way without "falling out" of my body. My etheric must have ADHD eh?
I had a terrible childhood and my adult life until 25 wasn't all cookies and milk either... I have some terrifying life circumstances... but would never have changed a thing-- it led me to Spirit in a way that has Blessed me Beyond my wildest dreams.....
Eckhart Tolle is right... The Fire of Suffering does become the Light of Consciousness.
HOW THE SPICE FOUND ME:
I moved, late last Spring to a town about 150 miles east of where I am now... the population being right around 100,000. I am originally from a small town of 5,000. The move was spontaneous and led by Spirit. The same as two stints I had... one in Portland, OR, one in L.A.
So like I said... I quit my "job security" and "good wage" and moved to this larger town... I had decided that the world was surely ending and it was beautiful... and if I was going to watch it all burn away I would like to do so from an ice cream truck. That's right... I was finally going to have fun with "work". I just wanted to hand ice cream to little kids all day and see their smiles and that would be enough for me to leave this old world with. Ya feel me?...... It's the little things.
One of the other ice cream drivers was this feisty little redhead... she was quite the little herb queen...so I struck up a convo about salvia with her. She said she had partaken and I asked how it was. She said it was wild basically and that it was powerful. I said "yeah, but not as powerful as DMT". She asked what that was and I gave her a rundown. So we exchanged numbers and get to know eachother a little bit more over the next week. Then she calls "I've got it!" I say "no, no, M...do you know how rare it is on the streets? you probably have something that looks like it...but it's probably crack or something (lol)_and that's no good girlfriend"... She says that she thinks it really is and that the guy she got it from is a young hippy friend that she really trusts and the guy he got it from is a real cool old hippy chemist and that it was his last batch and he had died THAT WEEK! Crazy huh? I swear the Universe is so mysterious....
So... I tell her "well shit M...I've researched it and looked for the stuff since I was 15. I doubt it...but I'll take a look...." So she comes over and we start comparing the bag with pics on the net I had collected over the years.. "Hmmmm,--you go first!" I said. (I know right, whatta chump. lol)So like I said, she was fiesty. I melted down the tiniest bit over the top of some mint leaves and she took a big old deep whopper but didnt close her eyes. She was silent for a minute or two and then suddenly said.....
"wow, that was crazy, everything was just pixels. We live inside a cartoon, fuck, we're a fucking joke. This place is somebody's joke."
WELL YOU CAN IMAGINE MY EXCITEMENT!!!! I grabbed the little bag and held it to my heart. MY MEDICINE WAS HERE! Angels blew their trumpets on HIGH, black choirs burst into "Oh Happy Day" all over the world..... here it was...the big kahuna...the boss...the head honcho...
It was shaping up to be one heaven of a summer.
Thanks for the story. You should definitely try extracting your own. There's plenty of teks here to follow, and it's extremely easy.
