This was my friend's first ever experience with the spirit molecule. It was meant to be a test-flight before he gave some to his friends and family, not necessarily a full-on departure from the mortal plane.
45mg of yellowish crystal/powder from an STB extraction from MHRB was placed in a water-bong on top of a layer of ash. The first hit was complete and the body load was almost immediate. The world began to be overlayed with a crystalline structure. The second hit was also held completely, and gave my friend just enough time to set the bong down before the world shattered and reformed.
It felt a lot like divine sage, in terms of the body load, and the completely transformational nature of the experience. While divine sage is usually green, and melty, the spirit molecule quickly turned every object in the room into a multi-dimensional shape, covered in alternating blue and red electric vibrating stripes.
The patterns made it impossible to interpret perspective - it was like being transported into an optical illusion.
This is where things went downhill for his ego.
My friend's understanding of mind, body and spirit was torn completely asunder. Bits of ego were clawing their way to the forefront of his mind but were rendered useless. He knew that he'd brought this on himself, and that it was temporary, and that he should enjoy it as a gift, but his ego was not happy. He began to think he'd never come back. Reminders to stay calm, and to roll with it, were drowned out in a sea of noise and confusing sensory input.
Fear gripped him as he fell into an infinite loop. The impossible-to-comprehend perspective shifts gave way to fractals. Thoughts began to repeat, the fractal repeated, and the hypnotic beats of the album he was listening to fed back into the loop. With thoughts, visions, sounds, and strips of consciousness all looping back in on the experience, it just got more and more intense.
When a strip of awareness could be recognized, it was warning my friend that it was never going to stop, that reality as he'd known it was gone, that he'd never again have a conscious grasp on the separation of body, mind and spirit again.
There was no sense of time, and it could have gone on for an eternity, but slowly the world came back. The same song was still playing, so my friend knew it had only been about 5 minutes.
To experience an eternity where there is no distinction between life and death, to go where the conscious mind can only be out of place, to not only see yourself from a different perspective, but to lose the entire concept of what perspective is ... all I can say now is holy shit.
45mg of yellowish crystal/powder from an STB extraction from MHRB was placed in a water-bong on top of a layer of ash. The first hit was complete and the body load was almost immediate. The world began to be overlayed with a crystalline structure. The second hit was also held completely, and gave my friend just enough time to set the bong down before the world shattered and reformed.
It felt a lot like divine sage, in terms of the body load, and the completely transformational nature of the experience. While divine sage is usually green, and melty, the spirit molecule quickly turned every object in the room into a multi-dimensional shape, covered in alternating blue and red electric vibrating stripes.
The patterns made it impossible to interpret perspective - it was like being transported into an optical illusion.
This is where things went downhill for his ego.
My friend's understanding of mind, body and spirit was torn completely asunder. Bits of ego were clawing their way to the forefront of his mind but were rendered useless. He knew that he'd brought this on himself, and that it was temporary, and that he should enjoy it as a gift, but his ego was not happy. He began to think he'd never come back. Reminders to stay calm, and to roll with it, were drowned out in a sea of noise and confusing sensory input.
Fear gripped him as he fell into an infinite loop. The impossible-to-comprehend perspective shifts gave way to fractals. Thoughts began to repeat, the fractal repeated, and the hypnotic beats of the album he was listening to fed back into the loop. With thoughts, visions, sounds, and strips of consciousness all looping back in on the experience, it just got more and more intense.
When a strip of awareness could be recognized, it was warning my friend that it was never going to stop, that reality as he'd known it was gone, that he'd never again have a conscious grasp on the separation of body, mind and spirit again.
There was no sense of time, and it could have gone on for an eternity, but slowly the world came back. The same song was still playing, so my friend knew it had only been about 5 minutes.
To experience an eternity where there is no distinction between life and death, to go where the conscious mind can only be out of place, to not only see yourself from a different perspective, but to lose the entire concept of what perspective is ... all I can say now is holy shit.
