Archtypamine
...somebody help the man help the man!.... Capt. J
MDMA, 1979, “PPM”
This experience was more spiritual, enlightening than anything I’ve known from doing acid or mushrooms…and in my heart of hearts I am sure nothing will touch it except DMT which I am gaining knowledge of now…extractions, dosage, setting, respect…need a sitter for the 1st time though (a hitch I should figure out somehow BEFORE I get the DMT on my kitchen counter).
I will not deliver any new concept at all, except just how my buddy and I saw the thing unfold. How it manifested itself in the context of what was on our minds at the time, the commonality of the shared vision due partly to our bio/lit background and mutual love for each other. We are and were spiritual beings before we did this stuff however the spirituality deepened beyond ‘beyond’… so much we agreed there was a spiritual entity flowing within us yet not separate from us…maybe ‘of’us. ?!?...
The ‘trip’ occurred in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and N Carolina… beginning near Knoxville, TN, USA. We were attending school there, seniors both about to graduate and were getting letters from prospective employers saying our qualifications did not suit their needs, blah. We had a ton of ‘em. Lol, but not really at the time. We hit the road on a beautiful late May afternoon on Friday. Being a forty minute trip we started getting off about thirty minutes later. We were both laughing about not being able to catch our breath but it wasn’t troubling as we’d felt that before with acid. When we hit the foothills where an ice cold creek (fifteen ft wide by about four feet deep) emerged. We immediately stopped, ran to the edge to look into it. By now the laughter had given way to a wide eyed awe, with glances at each other that said ‘are you feeling what I am?' We immediately waded out into the clear fluid without a word nor a glance at each other. We were tuned to each other so mysteriously. And by God we knew it and by God it was so fulfilling.
We then packed our wetness and headed for the highest peak. For thirty or more minutes we wound up the mountains never saying more than two words to each other, just shook hands repeatedly, high fived, took deep breaths and looked at the roof of the car as we exhaled. I swear I was not aware of the communication that can occur between two close friends without words or many facial clues. Lots of slow shaking our heads left to right like ‘Damn, I can’t believe this’, or up and down like ‘yeah this is really really real as hell’. We arrived and went to a cliff near the peak, got barefooted.
We talked then of the interconnectedness of all things, of this earth and of the universe and of the non-universe. God this ‘oneness’ was deafening, intoxicating, so fluid, seamless, a comfortable smothering blanket, a fire without temperature, breath from the mother archtype… I don’t know…
Our conversation meshed into a dialectic about the little pieces of the whole thing. And the play to and fro between events that effect every other event. Sort of like children at play… Sounded crazy;
“If the coyote smells us-then his pupils will dilate-and he will piss his territory again-and growl-and then the doe will bound out and down-and the mashed grass will have to find a drink and a photon so she can stand –and then the doe’s part per million will slap the cougar’s snout- and then the sheriff will get a call…. And on and on”…
So insensible I must quit now. I so much hope the dialectic thing above didn’t lose you, and if it did it’s not such a big loss cause at the end of the day the MDMA trip I describe here is all about my first introduction to wholeness, perfect interconnection, pure cause and effect world without end or beginning or 1st cause, nothing and everything. That is the point, no new concept delivered like I said.
That’s my take on my first ‘real’ trip event. I have tried hard to share it with you. Hope you went most of the way with me. Words here are my best thinking right now(however my own words have been worthless to me at times, hmmm).
PS
So, less than a month ago I got on the net looking up something about a ntransmitter, I found the Nexus, or more so its Nexians. Now I am looking forward to tying the visuals of acid with the heart of MDMA into one experience, DMT so I gather. Scares me but I must. I’ve so much to learn.
This experience was more spiritual, enlightening than anything I’ve known from doing acid or mushrooms…and in my heart of hearts I am sure nothing will touch it except DMT which I am gaining knowledge of now…extractions, dosage, setting, respect…need a sitter for the 1st time though (a hitch I should figure out somehow BEFORE I get the DMT on my kitchen counter).
I will not deliver any new concept at all, except just how my buddy and I saw the thing unfold. How it manifested itself in the context of what was on our minds at the time, the commonality of the shared vision due partly to our bio/lit background and mutual love for each other. We are and were spiritual beings before we did this stuff however the spirituality deepened beyond ‘beyond’… so much we agreed there was a spiritual entity flowing within us yet not separate from us…maybe ‘of’us. ?!?...
The ‘trip’ occurred in the Great Smoky Mountains of Tennessee and N Carolina… beginning near Knoxville, TN, USA. We were attending school there, seniors both about to graduate and were getting letters from prospective employers saying our qualifications did not suit their needs, blah. We had a ton of ‘em. Lol, but not really at the time. We hit the road on a beautiful late May afternoon on Friday. Being a forty minute trip we started getting off about thirty minutes later. We were both laughing about not being able to catch our breath but it wasn’t troubling as we’d felt that before with acid. When we hit the foothills where an ice cold creek (fifteen ft wide by about four feet deep) emerged. We immediately stopped, ran to the edge to look into it. By now the laughter had given way to a wide eyed awe, with glances at each other that said ‘are you feeling what I am?' We immediately waded out into the clear fluid without a word nor a glance at each other. We were tuned to each other so mysteriously. And by God we knew it and by God it was so fulfilling.
We then packed our wetness and headed for the highest peak. For thirty or more minutes we wound up the mountains never saying more than two words to each other, just shook hands repeatedly, high fived, took deep breaths and looked at the roof of the car as we exhaled. I swear I was not aware of the communication that can occur between two close friends without words or many facial clues. Lots of slow shaking our heads left to right like ‘Damn, I can’t believe this’, or up and down like ‘yeah this is really really real as hell’. We arrived and went to a cliff near the peak, got barefooted.
We talked then of the interconnectedness of all things, of this earth and of the universe and of the non-universe. God this ‘oneness’ was deafening, intoxicating, so fluid, seamless, a comfortable smothering blanket, a fire without temperature, breath from the mother archtype… I don’t know…
Our conversation meshed into a dialectic about the little pieces of the whole thing. And the play to and fro between events that effect every other event. Sort of like children at play… Sounded crazy;
“If the coyote smells us-then his pupils will dilate-and he will piss his territory again-and growl-and then the doe will bound out and down-and the mashed grass will have to find a drink and a photon so she can stand –and then the doe’s part per million will slap the cougar’s snout- and then the sheriff will get a call…. And on and on”…
So insensible I must quit now. I so much hope the dialectic thing above didn’t lose you, and if it did it’s not such a big loss cause at the end of the day the MDMA trip I describe here is all about my first introduction to wholeness, perfect interconnection, pure cause and effect world without end or beginning or 1st cause, nothing and everything. That is the point, no new concept delivered like I said.
That’s my take on my first ‘real’ trip event. I have tried hard to share it with you. Hope you went most of the way with me. Words here are my best thinking right now(however my own words have been worthless to me at times, hmmm).
PS
So, less than a month ago I got on the net looking up something about a ntransmitter, I found the Nexus, or more so its Nexians. Now I am looking forward to tying the visuals of acid with the heart of MDMA into one experience, DMT so I gather. Scares me but I must. I’ve so much to learn.