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Rising Star
Hi Nexus, I’m hedge, and my mind has been blown.
My experimentation with altered stated began early on, when I would spin around until I got so dizzy that I’d fall down, wheee! Later, I’d press on my eyelids and enjoy my first closed eye visuals I can remember.
When I was 12, I snooped around for Christmas presents in my parents bedroom. I found their cannabis plant instead! D.A.R.E. propaganda had me freaking out because my own parents were CRIMINALS. They must be bad people! I didn’t close the closet properly, so later that day Dad told me it was his medicine for his epilepsy. For years after I was quite anti-pot. But I enjoyed the delirium that staying up all night giggling with friends at sleepovers.
I found the old lycaeum.org probably in 1999 and could not stop reading. DXM was accessible in the form of cough syrup. It was chuggable easily enough. A few robotrips under my belt increased my confidence. How about diphenhydramine AND DXM? I do not recommend! Once was enough.
I scored two hits of acid, purple gel tabs, and ate one. An hour later, classic rookie mistake, I felt nothing and took the second. The guy I got them from said they’d been in his sock drawer for a while and might be weak. They most certainly were not. At the peak of my solo walk around town the world melted, and I had to retreat. It was terror.
After my acid trip I decided maybe I could try pot, after a friend said it wasn’t unlike that old beloved tired delirium. Well, it turns out I love cannabis!
Mushrooms have delighted me and also horrified me in endless loops of dread. They’ve helped me quit a 20 year cigarette habit and have helped me mourn and accept the loss of my mother and father who both passed too young. They’ve made me sore in the face and tummy with unabashed giggle fits. They’ve given me UNDERSTANDING, of all and everything. Now, if I could just recall what it was…
These days I’m a gardener and arborist. I keep bees and chickens. My dog and cats are pretty cool, as is my wife. She’s not psychonaut though, she has her own path, parallel in many ways, but separate. I like to grow my mushrooms and cannabis. Soon I will extract my own DMT. I've been told the best time to plant cacti is 10 years ago, so I hope to get some seeds going soon.
A friend gave me the DMT he extracted some time ago, at least two years I think. We traded eggs for it. It’s reddish and somewhat gooey but with some beautiful crystals. I had it for months before I felt ready to try it out. My mind was blown. My third time, sandwich method, I broke through. There was absolutely a feeling of lifting off, like a rocket leaving the atmosphere. The place I arrived at was so intimately familiar. Beings made of pastel light gave me extremely rapid reassurances and tidings of love. When it was time to leave, I floated gently downwards like a feather falling. I wept with joy!
This molecule is beyond fascinating and imminently worthy of attention. I’m glad to be here to further explore, learn, share and have fun.
My experimentation with altered stated began early on, when I would spin around until I got so dizzy that I’d fall down, wheee! Later, I’d press on my eyelids and enjoy my first closed eye visuals I can remember.
When I was 12, I snooped around for Christmas presents in my parents bedroom. I found their cannabis plant instead! D.A.R.E. propaganda had me freaking out because my own parents were CRIMINALS. They must be bad people! I didn’t close the closet properly, so later that day Dad told me it was his medicine for his epilepsy. For years after I was quite anti-pot. But I enjoyed the delirium that staying up all night giggling with friends at sleepovers.
I found the old lycaeum.org probably in 1999 and could not stop reading. DXM was accessible in the form of cough syrup. It was chuggable easily enough. A few robotrips under my belt increased my confidence. How about diphenhydramine AND DXM? I do not recommend! Once was enough.
I scored two hits of acid, purple gel tabs, and ate one. An hour later, classic rookie mistake, I felt nothing and took the second. The guy I got them from said they’d been in his sock drawer for a while and might be weak. They most certainly were not. At the peak of my solo walk around town the world melted, and I had to retreat. It was terror.
After my acid trip I decided maybe I could try pot, after a friend said it wasn’t unlike that old beloved tired delirium. Well, it turns out I love cannabis!
Mushrooms have delighted me and also horrified me in endless loops of dread. They’ve helped me quit a 20 year cigarette habit and have helped me mourn and accept the loss of my mother and father who both passed too young. They’ve made me sore in the face and tummy with unabashed giggle fits. They’ve given me UNDERSTANDING, of all and everything. Now, if I could just recall what it was…
These days I’m a gardener and arborist. I keep bees and chickens. My dog and cats are pretty cool, as is my wife. She’s not psychonaut though, she has her own path, parallel in many ways, but separate. I like to grow my mushrooms and cannabis. Soon I will extract my own DMT. I've been told the best time to plant cacti is 10 years ago, so I hope to get some seeds going soon.
A friend gave me the DMT he extracted some time ago, at least two years I think. We traded eggs for it. It’s reddish and somewhat gooey but with some beautiful crystals. I had it for months before I felt ready to try it out. My mind was blown. My third time, sandwich method, I broke through. There was absolutely a feeling of lifting off, like a rocket leaving the atmosphere. The place I arrived at was so intimately familiar. Beings made of pastel light gave me extremely rapid reassurances and tidings of love. When it was time to leave, I floated gently downwards like a feather falling. I wept with joy!
This molecule is beyond fascinating and imminently worthy of attention. I’m glad to be here to further explore, learn, share and have fun.
