GoreyLarson
Rising Star
The very first time I smoked spice I was with a couple friends in a little fort they made in the corner of their dorm room with a fan pointed out the window and towels across the bottom of the door-standard procedure at my school. One friend was my dealer, who is one of the nicest, chillest, and most happy-go-lucky people I know, the other was his girlfriend, who I had known for about year before I met him. She has a very similar personality and I was glad that I was with them for my first excursion into the unknown.
She had her laptop and I instructed her to load up Terence's YouTube description of the self-transforming machine elves, which she did, and as soon as the video began playing he and I shared the bowl, while she stayed sober.
We sprinkled a good amount of spice on top of some weed in his bowl, held the flame just close enough to melt it, then lit the weed underneath. When I inhaled it I tried to take in as much as possible in each breath by drawing very slowly, then holding it in for as long as I could before taking another hit. I preferred to smoke it slowly, keeping my breath steady rather than to smoke it all at once.
I took about 3 or 4 tokes in all, but after the second one it was obvious something had changed.
I noticed the colors were all getting much brighter, and for a moment there was a major ripple in my vision that took up most of my visual field. Edges were more clearly defined and my friends' faces looked oddly more complex than usual but I noticed that they still looked more or less the same.
Then I heard Terence mention that he closed his eyes and saw the Chrysanthemum, which I promptly did, and there it was. The most beautiful and perfect hallucination I could ever imagine having. A slowly rotating, fractal, kaleidoscopic, floral, mandalic, cone/tube/hemisphere on the back of my eyelids. At one point, though I barely remember this part now, there were eyes arranged in the typical fibonacci Indra's Net style format á la Alex Grey.
Over the course of the following 2 days I smoked it 7 more times, with nothing but mind-blowingly positive, glowing, mystical states resulting.
I never broke through, and for this reason I am looking everywhere for more. Thanks for reading!
She had her laptop and I instructed her to load up Terence's YouTube description of the self-transforming machine elves, which she did, and as soon as the video began playing he and I shared the bowl, while she stayed sober.
We sprinkled a good amount of spice on top of some weed in his bowl, held the flame just close enough to melt it, then lit the weed underneath. When I inhaled it I tried to take in as much as possible in each breath by drawing very slowly, then holding it in for as long as I could before taking another hit. I preferred to smoke it slowly, keeping my breath steady rather than to smoke it all at once.
I took about 3 or 4 tokes in all, but after the second one it was obvious something had changed.
I noticed the colors were all getting much brighter, and for a moment there was a major ripple in my vision that took up most of my visual field. Edges were more clearly defined and my friends' faces looked oddly more complex than usual but I noticed that they still looked more or less the same.
Then I heard Terence mention that he closed his eyes and saw the Chrysanthemum, which I promptly did, and there it was. The most beautiful and perfect hallucination I could ever imagine having. A slowly rotating, fractal, kaleidoscopic, floral, mandalic, cone/tube/hemisphere on the back of my eyelids. At one point, though I barely remember this part now, there were eyes arranged in the typical fibonacci Indra's Net style format á la Alex Grey.
Over the course of the following 2 days I smoked it 7 more times, with nothing but mind-blowingly positive, glowing, mystical states resulting.
I never broke through, and for this reason I am looking everywhere for more. Thanks for reading!