shroomelina
Rising Star
Hello everyone,last wednesday i had my first "breakthrough", and i have a strong urge to share and ask other members few essential questions.
sorry for misspellings...
Im 25 have experience with all kind of psychadelics,i was reborn, ive been god, ive been an old witch, a bird, ive been nobody with no past or nothing to ground me, or so i thought...
Last wednesday i was sitting with my boy freind by the river and we had a break up talk, I had some very strong changa in my bag, so i told him im gonna hit the pipe, cuz i want to get away, i thought that reality of our reltionship and the present has nothing with my trips cuz im all above this, boy i was wrong...
so i hit the pipe, few second later my worst nightmare began, i dont remember how it started cuz it was more like an atom bomb droped on me, a chaos of this broken up geometrical forms in colours of green and pink and white all above me so fast so strong that i forgot what happend, forgot that i just took a hit, i was dying, i felt my body dying, it was like it was shiting, peeing, puking, it self out like all my organs exploaded, crashed, i thought to my self, fuck no its not my time to die, i dont want to die, im young, my mom will be so sad, once i thought of my mom there were no diffrence between me and her, i was her expriencing that trip, i rememberd my boy freind sitting next to me but the minute i thought about it i couldn't tell who is who, am im him or he is me, no sense of self evrything was just mixed up together, this voices was telling me that im awful for doing what im done, i was screaming in my mind that it was awful for peeking such a lame time to die, emotions of strong guilt, sadness, crying overflew me, all the shit ive been through my life was the reality, the tears i havn't cried was stuck in my throat, by that time i tried to stand up, opened my eyes, stood up, but the trees was so intense and colorfull that i couldnt even look at them, my body was shiny and pink and smooth,to beatiful to watch like a baby lizard, i didnt shit my self as i thought, i understood i wanst dying but then the fear of going insane and staying like this forever in this soup of my inner sadness and guilt took over, i looked at my boyfreind he was green, bright green lights and spirals was coming out of our bodies, i layed down in baby pose, preying to who ever can hear me to make it stop, i just wanted to comeback to normal to earth where i belong...it lasted forever
few minutes after i was okey, very happy to be back, to see those beautiful trees as they are, to see the dragonflies fly around me in such natural beautiful way, the first thing i said is that, and i believe its the most importent lesson ive learned from this exprience "we are nothing, but dust on this earth we can die each and evrymoment and it wont matter", more then that: this earth, u may say an illusion like i used to say so many times, but if this is an illusion then its the most suitable and the most comftorable and safe for us , human creatures, we r home, i can relax im not from k-pax, or from andromeda, im not superman or god (on this earth) im me a tiny creature with a heart that just wants to be happy, to enjoy the saftey of this planet, the little things, a new spark of curiosity lighted up about our everyday reality wich i so ignorently used to slander. I knew that god had nothing with my exprience and that it was far away from devine inervention or any thing spiritual like that, i felt as drugs has nothing to do directly with god but with our inner selfs wich is pritty cool and an interesting, beautiful place to explore, in balance of course and with caution...
now questions: during the trip i felt no entetity that guided me, just my own subconscious raging against me to chose such a tricky, emotional time to drop such bombs on it, i hear alot of people talking bout enteties, can u guys maybe tell me more about them, do u think that dmt have a spirit or its our own spirit? do u think set and setting, mood have any influence on us while doing it? wiil my next trip will be as bad? cuz as my freind told me "maybe the dmt spirit didnt like u"? every one of my freinds who tried this changa told me more ot less about the same thing that it was to intense and very scary, do u think it might be something about the making of the changa- wich ive been told is 70% (dont know whatit meens)? is a normal dmt trip? is it bad is it good? haha anyway =] bless and may all of yout journeys be safe...
sorry for misspellings...
Im 25 have experience with all kind of psychadelics,i was reborn, ive been god, ive been an old witch, a bird, ive been nobody with no past or nothing to ground me, or so i thought...
Last wednesday i was sitting with my boy freind by the river and we had a break up talk, I had some very strong changa in my bag, so i told him im gonna hit the pipe, cuz i want to get away, i thought that reality of our reltionship and the present has nothing with my trips cuz im all above this, boy i was wrong...
so i hit the pipe, few second later my worst nightmare began, i dont remember how it started cuz it was more like an atom bomb droped on me, a chaos of this broken up geometrical forms in colours of green and pink and white all above me so fast so strong that i forgot what happend, forgot that i just took a hit, i was dying, i felt my body dying, it was like it was shiting, peeing, puking, it self out like all my organs exploaded, crashed, i thought to my self, fuck no its not my time to die, i dont want to die, im young, my mom will be so sad, once i thought of my mom there were no diffrence between me and her, i was her expriencing that trip, i rememberd my boy freind sitting next to me but the minute i thought about it i couldn't tell who is who, am im him or he is me, no sense of self evrything was just mixed up together, this voices was telling me that im awful for doing what im done, i was screaming in my mind that it was awful for peeking such a lame time to die, emotions of strong guilt, sadness, crying overflew me, all the shit ive been through my life was the reality, the tears i havn't cried was stuck in my throat, by that time i tried to stand up, opened my eyes, stood up, but the trees was so intense and colorfull that i couldnt even look at them, my body was shiny and pink and smooth,to beatiful to watch like a baby lizard, i didnt shit my self as i thought, i understood i wanst dying but then the fear of going insane and staying like this forever in this soup of my inner sadness and guilt took over, i looked at my boyfreind he was green, bright green lights and spirals was coming out of our bodies, i layed down in baby pose, preying to who ever can hear me to make it stop, i just wanted to comeback to normal to earth where i belong...it lasted forever
few minutes after i was okey, very happy to be back, to see those beautiful trees as they are, to see the dragonflies fly around me in such natural beautiful way, the first thing i said is that, and i believe its the most importent lesson ive learned from this exprience "we are nothing, but dust on this earth we can die each and evrymoment and it wont matter", more then that: this earth, u may say an illusion like i used to say so many times, but if this is an illusion then its the most suitable and the most comftorable and safe for us , human creatures, we r home, i can relax im not from k-pax, or from andromeda, im not superman or god (on this earth) im me a tiny creature with a heart that just wants to be happy, to enjoy the saftey of this planet, the little things, a new spark of curiosity lighted up about our everyday reality wich i so ignorently used to slander. I knew that god had nothing with my exprience and that it was far away from devine inervention or any thing spiritual like that, i felt as drugs has nothing to do directly with god but with our inner selfs wich is pritty cool and an interesting, beautiful place to explore, in balance of course and with caution...
now questions: during the trip i felt no entetity that guided me, just my own subconscious raging against me to chose such a tricky, emotional time to drop such bombs on it, i hear alot of people talking bout enteties, can u guys maybe tell me more about them, do u think that dmt have a spirit or its our own spirit? do u think set and setting, mood have any influence on us while doing it? wiil my next trip will be as bad? cuz as my freind told me "maybe the dmt spirit didnt like u"? every one of my freinds who tried this changa told me more ot less about the same thing that it was to intense and very scary, do u think it might be something about the making of the changa- wich ive been told is 70% (dont know whatit meens)? is a normal dmt trip? is it bad is it good? haha anyway =] bless and may all of yout journeys be safe...