tigerstrike92
Homo-divinorum
- Merits
- 42
Alright, so I was finally able to whip out my bong (fun-sized and compact, carb instead of slide), and throw some changa that I recently made in there.
The changa was 1:1 dmt to caapi leaf, sage, blue lotus, and mugwort, with about 200 mg added harmalas.
I made the room as dim as possible, it was midday (but during a storm
) , and I put on a good pair of headphones, listening to Thomas Newman's "Any other Name" from the movie American Beauty. Haven't seen the movie, but the song is just so peaceful and relaxing.
I then covered myself with two of my favorite blanks, loaded up the bong with my changa, and blasted off into hyperspace while laying down under the blankets on my nice couch. As a side note, I always get really cold when I do DMT, so I am always under a blanket or with sweatshirt.
I should also state that before the blast off, I meditated in silence for about 5 minutes, also saying a short prayer stating my intentions as a perfectly polite audience and student to learn and view this space.
The vibrations came on , and the wubs began to message my body. I saw upside tear-drops slowly crawling up my arm, from fingertip to shoulder to my brain, and from my toes up my legs and likewise. Clockwork gears surrounded my vision, so I closed my eyes and paid more attention to the message than any visuals going on in from of me. This is what I came out with.
In order to become more advanced as humans and as a society, we must constantly shower one another with gifts, and praise each and every individual person for the god/goddess that they are. Some may require more praise and gifts than others, but we should give until people no longer have any insecurities. Once we have healed insecurity, we will begin to understand what it means to be both human and godhead. I saw this vision where these two advanced and enlightened beings convened in one spot in hyperspace, only to begin showering the other with love, gifts, and attention. They each took turns, and both cried out of appreciation of the gifts from the other, in glorious mutual respect and love. Once that was accomplished, the beings sat down cross-legged and began to discuss how to remedy even the worst situations in the universe.
Maybe the path to enlightenment is humility combined with un-conditional love, respect, and praise for our fellow gods and goddesses.
The changa was 1:1 dmt to caapi leaf, sage, blue lotus, and mugwort, with about 200 mg added harmalas.
I made the room as dim as possible, it was midday (but during a storm
) , and I put on a good pair of headphones, listening to Thomas Newman's "Any other Name" from the movie American Beauty. Haven't seen the movie, but the song is just so peaceful and relaxing.I then covered myself with two of my favorite blanks, loaded up the bong with my changa, and blasted off into hyperspace while laying down under the blankets on my nice couch. As a side note, I always get really cold when I do DMT, so I am always under a blanket or with sweatshirt.
I should also state that before the blast off, I meditated in silence for about 5 minutes, also saying a short prayer stating my intentions as a perfectly polite audience and student to learn and view this space.
The vibrations came on , and the wubs began to message my body. I saw upside tear-drops slowly crawling up my arm, from fingertip to shoulder to my brain, and from my toes up my legs and likewise. Clockwork gears surrounded my vision, so I closed my eyes and paid more attention to the message than any visuals going on in from of me. This is what I came out with.
In order to become more advanced as humans and as a society, we must constantly shower one another with gifts, and praise each and every individual person for the god/goddess that they are. Some may require more praise and gifts than others, but we should give until people no longer have any insecurities. Once we have healed insecurity, we will begin to understand what it means to be both human and godhead. I saw this vision where these two advanced and enlightened beings convened in one spot in hyperspace, only to begin showering the other with love, gifts, and attention. They each took turns, and both cried out of appreciation of the gifts from the other, in glorious mutual respect and love. Once that was accomplished, the beings sat down cross-legged and began to discuss how to remedy even the worst situations in the universe.
Maybe the path to enlightenment is humility combined with un-conditional love, respect, and praise for our fellow gods and goddesses.
