resonanting_sloth
Rising Star
So, I just started an extraction a few days ago, and so far have a nice gram of bright yellow spice, with more to come. I will be recrystallizing once the entire batch is finished.
Last night, I got my first taste of "my" spice. It's funny- it reminds my buddy and I of "space bee pollen" with its sweet, sorta-yummy armoa and bright yellow appearance.
So, I put a fairly large amount (100mg?) in a previously unused lightbulb I'd had sitting around for a long time. I figured it would be no problem to properly vaporize it. Melted into a light brown puddle and gently produced vapors. Hit...hit...hit...and another hit, and nothing. What the heck? Had I produced some sort of inactive crystals? The last time I experienced spice it was through this method. What gives?
I was discouraged and thoroughly confused. I figured I'd give it one more go in a cannabis/spice/ash sandwich in a small glass chillum. "Aww rats, I'm going to burn the spice, it's going to taste horrible, and probably not do much."
I estimate 70mg were loaded onto the ash. I was alone- my roommate was downstairs, where I'd attempted vaporization in a bulb. I lit the "good bud shake" atop the bowl- shake from a big bag seems perfect for this application, by the way. As soon as I got into the spice, I gave it a bit more flame than I thought prudent. Hey, I can taste it, but not too bad/burned! Hit, hold, hit, hold, hit, hold...zing!
A nice level 3 experience.
Strangely (or perhaps not) I got quite a dose of paranoia as soon as the peak wore off. It's funny, I've done some homemade pyrotechnic work and a couple hallucinogen projects, and I always get The Fear when I first use whatever finished product I've made. Wow...The Fear came on strong. It really "ruined" the rest of the experience. For several minutes, I was sure that I was "done with psychedelics" because I was now "too old." I attribute that to the jolt of not having dabbled for over a year and suddenly experiencing the effects of such a powerful and quick-acting thing. It's an interesting sentiment anyway- I already know that I'm no longer in the "rage it" phase of life.
However, I know that these substances are a window to one's inner workings, and they're stern teachers. I took the lesson to heart, and will proceed very carefully in my shroom, spice, and pyro work in preparation for this summer's fun.
Today, I feel a nice afterglow. I feel more positive, relaxed, and grounded than I have in some time. Whether it's some sort of brain chemistry & receptor shuffle, or the satisfaction of a special experience, I know not. But I do know or remember why I appreciate these wonderful substances.
Anyway, I look forward to reading and learning here, and possibly contributing to the greater mission in some small way.
~zee sloth
Last night, I got my first taste of "my" spice. It's funny- it reminds my buddy and I of "space bee pollen" with its sweet, sorta-yummy armoa and bright yellow appearance.
So, I put a fairly large amount (100mg?) in a previously unused lightbulb I'd had sitting around for a long time. I figured it would be no problem to properly vaporize it. Melted into a light brown puddle and gently produced vapors. Hit...hit...hit...and another hit, and nothing. What the heck? Had I produced some sort of inactive crystals? The last time I experienced spice it was through this method. What gives?
I was discouraged and thoroughly confused. I figured I'd give it one more go in a cannabis/spice/ash sandwich in a small glass chillum. "Aww rats, I'm going to burn the spice, it's going to taste horrible, and probably not do much."
I estimate 70mg were loaded onto the ash. I was alone- my roommate was downstairs, where I'd attempted vaporization in a bulb. I lit the "good bud shake" atop the bowl- shake from a big bag seems perfect for this application, by the way. As soon as I got into the spice, I gave it a bit more flame than I thought prudent. Hey, I can taste it, but not too bad/burned! Hit, hold, hit, hold, hit, hold...zing!
A nice level 3 experience.
Strangely (or perhaps not) I got quite a dose of paranoia as soon as the peak wore off. It's funny, I've done some homemade pyrotechnic work and a couple hallucinogen projects, and I always get The Fear when I first use whatever finished product I've made. Wow...The Fear came on strong. It really "ruined" the rest of the experience. For several minutes, I was sure that I was "done with psychedelics" because I was now "too old." I attribute that to the jolt of not having dabbled for over a year and suddenly experiencing the effects of such a powerful and quick-acting thing. It's an interesting sentiment anyway- I already know that I'm no longer in the "rage it" phase of life.
However, I know that these substances are a window to one's inner workings, and they're stern teachers. I took the lesson to heart, and will proceed very carefully in my shroom, spice, and pyro work in preparation for this summer's fun.
Today, I feel a nice afterglow. I feel more positive, relaxed, and grounded than I have in some time. Whether it's some sort of brain chemistry & receptor shuffle, or the satisfaction of a special experience, I know not. But I do know or remember why I appreciate these wonderful substances.
Anyway, I look forward to reading and learning here, and possibly contributing to the greater mission in some small way.
~zee sloth