FranLover
Long live the world in peace, prosperity, and free
Pleasantness: 5
Unpleasantness: 0
Visual Intensity: 3
It was 11pm when I finished eating the five dried grams (about 3 big blue P. Cubensis shrooms, probably Gulf Coast.) I remained in darkness and silence for the first hour. Mckenna would be proud! The silence was beautiful...everything was still and I could hear my family moving in their beds and coughing. Every movement made a pronounced sound in such sacred silence. After thirty minutes my mind slowly started to become one with the mushroom.
I was very tired from the gym. So much so that I started dozing off...Before I go any further though allow me right now to say that the trip was absolutley amazing. Just heavenly. It was 5 plus in pleassentness. There was almost no unpleasentness whatsoever. Its intensity was low, yet the shrooms had great strenght. Like a calm alpha labrador dog, the shrooms were strong and capable, yet chose to be cool and mellow. And thank god because they were an absolute blast to jive it with! Absolutley refreshing. The spirit or spirits of the mushroom smiled upon from the moment of consumption at 11 to the comedown at 2:00am and the ride was pure bliss. Let me walk you through it.
It hit me hard at 11:45. I awoke shroomed up. I had fallen a bit asleep and had laughed my ass on when I realized what I was dreaming. I was basically practicing for situations by having conflicts and resolving them, and the lessons speaked like this; "No, dont do that or youll get killed in China. They dont do that here." I laughed my ass off when I said to my dreamoing aparatus "yeah, but I am not chinese." After that I awoke from that short slumber.
One half of my brain was still asleep though, but a small and sharp awareness stayed awake and thus I achieved a state of body paralysis. I started looking at the contents of the mind, watching them ever so slowly fall under the influence of the mushroom, the hyperspatial vision field becaming ever more eneveloping. 5 minutes later I broke out of the lethargy of paralysis and shifted from laying on my side to laying fully on my back. My body melted into the matress. I could not feel my back or my arms or me legs. I was just there, so comfortably numb that I started smilng hard and kept that smile for the entirety of the trip.
By 12:30 I was in an ocean of visuals. The main vision of the trip were venetian masks (image attached at the end of the post.) There were stars and planets and galaxys and rocket crafts. I was also visited by beautiful alien princesses! There were many of them and they had different faces and shapes and tones of skin (mostly greenish-blue, and always covered by shadows and darkness.) They wore red lipstick on small pursed lips and had jeweled alien crowns reting on their big royal heads. I almost always see women on tryptamines and this trip was 3 full hours of alien princesses and nothing else. Again, this isn't uncommon for me.
I could got lost in thoughts and feelings while experiencing different headspaces and as long as I closed my eyes I always found them right there smiling at me, looking over me. If I ever got excited while listening to music they would get excited with me. Whenever I thought about something and arrived upon an amazing conclusion they would cheer me on by saying "yes, that!" and creating expressions of joy (for example, many little circles flooding my vision) as well as them smiling very big and joyfully.
DMT REHASH! YES, you heard me right! All your favorite DMT trips RE-EXPERIENCED! I started remembering dmt trips and sensations I had felt on it that I had forgotten ever happened.
Oh my god, if that sensation exist what does it mean for us? Does it mean that when we die we go into another realm which has completley different properities and materials and sensations?
I realized that this life is the best one ever. I probably chosed to live this life before I was born, because I really love the security this world has to offer. Everything is in balance.
I understand that the plants live an intense inner life, made possible by the chemicals which give them their form and out of which the logarithym of GOD works it's magic through, giving it the right shape and size and fruit so that it expresses outwardly what it goes through inwardly. And so, what does my life inner life express outwardly? And what is my art if not my very life? My life must be the only art of importance, for my life expresses the uniquness and possibilites of the human mind, and to folly and blunder in life is to make humanity blunder; because my footprint in the history of humanity is my art. This has nothing to do with glory or recognition or achievment, but only with what goes on in my conciousness. One must make the correct consciouss decision so that the human mind may grow more and so the future generation will have their ancestors to thank for their clarity of mind and security.
Eventuallt the shrooms took a break on me and I achieved pure clarity.
Thinking a joint would really push things further I put a white t shirt on and went outside. I smoked a nice big joint while looking at the stars shining in the dark sky. I would lose connection with my body if I closed my eyes for too long because my hyperspatial vision field was so active and the cannabis further exacerbated my dissasociation.
Laying back in bed the visions now turned on harder.
Wow, these alien princesses look a lot like aliens. They have big heads, they are sort of greyish and as I went on thinking this they stright up turned into greys! Blue lights started flashing. I thought they were cool but that the problem with greys is that they look anorexic and sickly...why would they have their ribs sticking out like that?
At 2am I was very clear headed as if the shrooms had very much so cleared off and now all that was left was an enormous joy. I had bought chocolate for this moment and so I ate some Ferrero Rocher and Hersheys chocolate milk bar. Mhmm.
Unpleasantness: 0
Visual Intensity: 3
It was 11pm when I finished eating the five dried grams (about 3 big blue P. Cubensis shrooms, probably Gulf Coast.) I remained in darkness and silence for the first hour. Mckenna would be proud! The silence was beautiful...everything was still and I could hear my family moving in their beds and coughing. Every movement made a pronounced sound in such sacred silence. After thirty minutes my mind slowly started to become one with the mushroom.
I was very tired from the gym. So much so that I started dozing off...Before I go any further though allow me right now to say that the trip was absolutley amazing. Just heavenly. It was 5 plus in pleassentness. There was almost no unpleasentness whatsoever. Its intensity was low, yet the shrooms had great strenght. Like a calm alpha labrador dog, the shrooms were strong and capable, yet chose to be cool and mellow. And thank god because they were an absolute blast to jive it with! Absolutley refreshing. The spirit or spirits of the mushroom smiled upon from the moment of consumption at 11 to the comedown at 2:00am and the ride was pure bliss. Let me walk you through it.
It hit me hard at 11:45. I awoke shroomed up. I had fallen a bit asleep and had laughed my ass on when I realized what I was dreaming. I was basically practicing for situations by having conflicts and resolving them, and the lessons speaked like this; "No, dont do that or youll get killed in China. They dont do that here." I laughed my ass off when I said to my dreamoing aparatus "yeah, but I am not chinese." After that I awoke from that short slumber.
One half of my brain was still asleep though, but a small and sharp awareness stayed awake and thus I achieved a state of body paralysis. I started looking at the contents of the mind, watching them ever so slowly fall under the influence of the mushroom, the hyperspatial vision field becaming ever more eneveloping. 5 minutes later I broke out of the lethargy of paralysis and shifted from laying on my side to laying fully on my back. My body melted into the matress. I could not feel my back or my arms or me legs. I was just there, so comfortably numb that I started smilng hard and kept that smile for the entirety of the trip.
By 12:30 I was in an ocean of visuals. The main vision of the trip were venetian masks (image attached at the end of the post.) There were stars and planets and galaxys and rocket crafts. I was also visited by beautiful alien princesses! There were many of them and they had different faces and shapes and tones of skin (mostly greenish-blue, and always covered by shadows and darkness.) They wore red lipstick on small pursed lips and had jeweled alien crowns reting on their big royal heads. I almost always see women on tryptamines and this trip was 3 full hours of alien princesses and nothing else. Again, this isn't uncommon for me.
I could got lost in thoughts and feelings while experiencing different headspaces and as long as I closed my eyes I always found them right there smiling at me, looking over me. If I ever got excited while listening to music they would get excited with me. Whenever I thought about something and arrived upon an amazing conclusion they would cheer me on by saying "yes, that!" and creating expressions of joy (for example, many little circles flooding my vision) as well as them smiling very big and joyfully.
DMT REHASH! YES, you heard me right! All your favorite DMT trips RE-EXPERIENCED! I started remembering dmt trips and sensations I had felt on it that I had forgotten ever happened.
Oh my god, if that sensation exist what does it mean for us? Does it mean that when we die we go into another realm which has completley different properities and materials and sensations?
I realized that this life is the best one ever. I probably chosed to live this life before I was born, because I really love the security this world has to offer. Everything is in balance.
I understand that the plants live an intense inner life, made possible by the chemicals which give them their form and out of which the logarithym of GOD works it's magic through, giving it the right shape and size and fruit so that it expresses outwardly what it goes through inwardly. And so, what does my life inner life express outwardly? And what is my art if not my very life? My life must be the only art of importance, for my life expresses the uniquness and possibilites of the human mind, and to folly and blunder in life is to make humanity blunder; because my footprint in the history of humanity is my art. This has nothing to do with glory or recognition or achievment, but only with what goes on in my conciousness. One must make the correct consciouss decision so that the human mind may grow more and so the future generation will have their ancestors to thank for their clarity of mind and security.
Eventuallt the shrooms took a break on me and I achieved pure clarity.
Thinking a joint would really push things further I put a white t shirt on and went outside. I smoked a nice big joint while looking at the stars shining in the dark sky. I would lose connection with my body if I closed my eyes for too long because my hyperspatial vision field was so active and the cannabis further exacerbated my dissasociation.
Laying back in bed the visions now turned on harder.
Wow, these alien princesses look a lot like aliens. They have big heads, they are sort of greyish and as I went on thinking this they stright up turned into greys! Blue lights started flashing. I thought they were cool but that the problem with greys is that they look anorexic and sickly...why would they have their ribs sticking out like that?
At 2am I was very clear headed as if the shrooms had very much so cleared off and now all that was left was an enormous joy. I had bought chocolate for this moment and so I ate some Ferrero Rocher and Hersheys chocolate milk bar. Mhmm.
. An intolerant spouse would be indeed hellish, and not someone I would have considered as a potential mate in my opinion. If your lifestyle choices are a point of contention to your spouse, than you've either made some bad choices or the spouse isn't accepting of you or your passion for novelty, which is hardly a 'paramount' ideal of setting. I've managed to work on 10+ grams of cubes and still remembered to stop and get diapers on the way home. Not everyone considers trips to be a comatose state and I think it effects everyone differently, perhaps the OP simply had the experience and wherewithal to feel comfortable in this situation on that particular dosage and substance. Parenting doesn't have to be asceticism, and there shouldn't be such a problem with 'Honey, would you mind watching the kids for a couple hours while I....', in a healthy relationship. Sorry if my response seems sharply pointed, but yours seemed to be written from a perspective that I disagree with, both Fred Rogers and Frank Zappa successfully raised well adjusted offspring.
Cascadia its just my dad and brother and they dont barge into my room at midnight unlike kids :/ I've done doses like this or stronger hanging out in the pool swimming and sunbathing and I enjoy strangers presence too.