Hello Nexus Members,
My name is bombsaway; a self selected name at age five and it stuck.
I am new to this forum and new to spice. Like some on here, my introduction to psychedelics took place through music in my late teens and 20's. Unfortunately, I didn't see these powerful tools (thus entheogens) until my late 20's and instead used them mostly to party. A regret I now hold. I had experimented with LSD around 75-100 times but didn't fully grasp the power these tools afford in the domain of personal growth and healing.
Later on I did have some amazing moments but these moments always came when I was alone, with my eyes closed, in a more meditative state. When I saw rainbow colored vines growing inside my mind with what I'll call, a written language, scribed into the vines it was a life changing experience. When I initially saw the language on the vines I tried to get a closer look.
At that moment the symbols lit up in a gold color and shot off the vines filling my field of vision (still with my eyes closed, but inside my mind). The symbols started to project off the vines and move towards me in rapid bursts almost smacking me - filling my vision one after another in succession. It was as if these symbols wanted me to see them - then it ended. After that experience, rather than delve back in, I grew up a bit. I became more responsible but also incredibly curious as to what I saw. Did other people see "a language" in an altered state? Was it a real language from the past? Was it a known language from a foreign place or a fictional work? Was it a language at all? I've never talked to anyone about this and am still curious.
Fast forward to years later and life was not so great. Bad habits had crept in, debt from graduate school was crippling me, and I'd moved cities to better my situation but lost contact with friends. However, an old friend gifted me spice as I was curious about what kind of experiences one could have with it. On my first venture into the unknown I had possibly my most powerful human experience.
At home on my couch I decided to try and connect with spice. I'd read some Nick Sand and thought intent going in was important. While I didn't have a concrete idea or specific goal, I simply prayed that this plant show me what was out there - what is this thing we call life? I took one hit and realized this was much, much different than mushrooms or LSD. On the second hit I heard the loud buzzing and was approaching the tunnel. But then on the third hit my contraption failed me and I couldn't get it to work. Rather than fuss about, I decided to lay back on the couch and at least enjoy the kaleidoscope in my living room.
As I was laying down on my couch I asked one more time, "Please show me something more" I said. A moment later a purple "blob" emerged from my stomach or chest region. It grew bigger fairly rapidly and took a somewhat humanoid shape. I nearly immediately said to myself, "hey that's my soul!" The object was just a head and body silhouette. No arms, or legs. I stared at it and didn't look back down at my body from where it emerged to see if it was still connected to me but I kind of wish I did. Rather quickly the object started to peer down at me and two growths appeared from either side of it's head. These growths started to take the shape of what I initially thought were horns. For a split second I became scared. Getting up off the couch crossed my mind momentarily but I decided to stay. The horns kept growing and then my mind told me they were not horns but rather "antenas." The antenas kept growing and then plugged into me. I believe they connected to my head as well but they were so far in my peripheral vision that I'm unsure where their endpoints were. I can't be certain but I believe the object then had gold stripes along with it's purple color. It peered down at me and I thought to myself, "oh - it's doing some sort of analysis." I let it do it's thing for a short time and then the journey was over. It was more real than real to me and for the first time in my life I felt I had a soul and that I mattered.
Was it a "breakthrough" if I never made it through the hyperspace tunnel? Was that my soul? Was it some kind of other entity? Was it real? (JK - I've read threads on waht is real on the Nexus and my brain doesn't have the capacity to add to that conversation).
I ended up gifting the remaining spice to a friend. I was moving cities and didn't want to travel with it. My friend had used spice in the past and had told me about his incredible breakthrough that made him look at the world differently (Bill now always says, "anything is possible" after his first breakthrough.)
The last few years have had some incredible life challenges. Some terrible life events occured and bad habits reformed. I always thought back to that day on the couch and the object that emerged out of me. It was such a powerful experience I decided to get more spice in my new city. And you want to know the funny thing Nexus world? Just by having the spice with me and knowing I could potentially have another experience I stopped my bad habits. To reiterate, not even using the spice, just knowing I've had it on hand, allowed me to break two habits that had been unbreakable for me.
This made me want to learn more and that's how I've come across the Nexus. My respect and ultimately love for spice has helped me realize that it is so powerful I almost feel as though it should be a religion of sorts to me.
I'd like to keep these bad habits at bay until I'm ready to go back in. I feel I'd be disrespectful to go back without putting in the work in this world and applying the lessons spice has bestowed in me.
I want to type more but this is just an introduction. This is not a substance to profit from. It's not for partying. It can teach and cure. Why oh why does humanity criminalize such a beautiful thing that can guide us?
If anyone wants to comment on what I've experienced I'm all ears. I know there are other travels here that are far more experienced.
Thank you,
Bombsaway
My name is bombsaway; a self selected name at age five and it stuck.
I am new to this forum and new to spice. Like some on here, my introduction to psychedelics took place through music in my late teens and 20's. Unfortunately, I didn't see these powerful tools (thus entheogens) until my late 20's and instead used them mostly to party. A regret I now hold. I had experimented with LSD around 75-100 times but didn't fully grasp the power these tools afford in the domain of personal growth and healing.
Later on I did have some amazing moments but these moments always came when I was alone, with my eyes closed, in a more meditative state. When I saw rainbow colored vines growing inside my mind with what I'll call, a written language, scribed into the vines it was a life changing experience. When I initially saw the language on the vines I tried to get a closer look.
At that moment the symbols lit up in a gold color and shot off the vines filling my field of vision (still with my eyes closed, but inside my mind). The symbols started to project off the vines and move towards me in rapid bursts almost smacking me - filling my vision one after another in succession. It was as if these symbols wanted me to see them - then it ended. After that experience, rather than delve back in, I grew up a bit. I became more responsible but also incredibly curious as to what I saw. Did other people see "a language" in an altered state? Was it a real language from the past? Was it a known language from a foreign place or a fictional work? Was it a language at all? I've never talked to anyone about this and am still curious.
Fast forward to years later and life was not so great. Bad habits had crept in, debt from graduate school was crippling me, and I'd moved cities to better my situation but lost contact with friends. However, an old friend gifted me spice as I was curious about what kind of experiences one could have with it. On my first venture into the unknown I had possibly my most powerful human experience.
At home on my couch I decided to try and connect with spice. I'd read some Nick Sand and thought intent going in was important. While I didn't have a concrete idea or specific goal, I simply prayed that this plant show me what was out there - what is this thing we call life? I took one hit and realized this was much, much different than mushrooms or LSD. On the second hit I heard the loud buzzing and was approaching the tunnel. But then on the third hit my contraption failed me and I couldn't get it to work. Rather than fuss about, I decided to lay back on the couch and at least enjoy the kaleidoscope in my living room.
As I was laying down on my couch I asked one more time, "Please show me something more" I said. A moment later a purple "blob" emerged from my stomach or chest region. It grew bigger fairly rapidly and took a somewhat humanoid shape. I nearly immediately said to myself, "hey that's my soul!" The object was just a head and body silhouette. No arms, or legs. I stared at it and didn't look back down at my body from where it emerged to see if it was still connected to me but I kind of wish I did. Rather quickly the object started to peer down at me and two growths appeared from either side of it's head. These growths started to take the shape of what I initially thought were horns. For a split second I became scared. Getting up off the couch crossed my mind momentarily but I decided to stay. The horns kept growing and then my mind told me they were not horns but rather "antenas." The antenas kept growing and then plugged into me. I believe they connected to my head as well but they were so far in my peripheral vision that I'm unsure where their endpoints were. I can't be certain but I believe the object then had gold stripes along with it's purple color. It peered down at me and I thought to myself, "oh - it's doing some sort of analysis." I let it do it's thing for a short time and then the journey was over. It was more real than real to me and for the first time in my life I felt I had a soul and that I mattered.
Was it a "breakthrough" if I never made it through the hyperspace tunnel? Was that my soul? Was it some kind of other entity? Was it real? (JK - I've read threads on waht is real on the Nexus and my brain doesn't have the capacity to add to that conversation).
I ended up gifting the remaining spice to a friend. I was moving cities and didn't want to travel with it. My friend had used spice in the past and had told me about his incredible breakthrough that made him look at the world differently (Bill now always says, "anything is possible" after his first breakthrough.)
The last few years have had some incredible life challenges. Some terrible life events occured and bad habits reformed. I always thought back to that day on the couch and the object that emerged out of me. It was such a powerful experience I decided to get more spice in my new city. And you want to know the funny thing Nexus world? Just by having the spice with me and knowing I could potentially have another experience I stopped my bad habits. To reiterate, not even using the spice, just knowing I've had it on hand, allowed me to break two habits that had been unbreakable for me.
This made me want to learn more and that's how I've come across the Nexus. My respect and ultimately love for spice has helped me realize that it is so powerful I almost feel as though it should be a religion of sorts to me.
I'd like to keep these bad habits at bay until I'm ready to go back in. I feel I'd be disrespectful to go back without putting in the work in this world and applying the lessons spice has bestowed in me.
I want to type more but this is just an introduction. This is not a substance to profit from. It's not for partying. It can teach and cure. Why oh why does humanity criminalize such a beautiful thing that can guide us?
If anyone wants to comment on what I've experienced I'm all ears. I know there are other travels here that are far more experienced.
Thank you,
Bombsaway
