JKW
Like a stone in the shoe...
The other day I smoked around 35mg on a GVG.
The trip started normally with some sort of female entity made of language, swirling about.
All of a sudden people, mostly women, appear with signs and slogans protesting my trip.
The protestors come from all sides, yelling at me; their heads popping into my line of vision. Nothing scary. It was as amusing as it was perplexing.
I opened my eyes and it was over.
DMT is one strange compound
The trip started normally with some sort of female entity made of language, swirling about.
All of a sudden people, mostly women, appear with signs and slogans protesting my trip.
The protestors come from all sides, yelling at me; their heads popping into my line of vision. Nothing scary. It was as amusing as it was perplexing.
I opened my eyes and it was over.
DMT is one strange compound