Hello everyone. I'm so very glad that a forum like this exists. I've been looking and reading around, and I am continually impressed with how friendly all of you are and how enlightening so much of this forum is!
Sitting down to write this introductory essay is a bit of a turnaround for me. As a teacher, I'm used to assigning essays not writing them. Regardless, what the past year has shown me is that we are all students. My journey started when I accidentally ran across a Terence McKenna video on YouTube. I remembered his name from some reading I had done in college, so I decided to listen. And listen I did, for weeks - anything I could find online. I couldn't believe that what I had been looking for existed all along. That there was a way to find answers to the mysteries, rather than slog along a life that was unsatisfying and meaningless. So, I taught myself the chemistry. And I succeeded. The process was amazing, and for a year I was engaged, excited, curious, hopeful, nervous and felt like a student of the most important work.
I remember hearing somewhere that with psychedelics, as in life, there are three stages: preparation, inhalation and integration. Well, I've done the preparation, and now I am stuck. Rather, I am afraid. I tried an ayahuasca analogue six months ago (MHRB and Syrian Rue), and was blown away by the strangeness of the experience. Sitting with the experience for a time made me realize that I had erred on the side of caution. I had not taken enough, and the experience was just strange and not enlightening (for lack of a better word). 3 months ago, after the successful extraction, I tried smoking DMT with a friend. And again, the dose was too low and the experience was uneventful. Plus, having a friend there who thinks what you're doing is totally nutty doesn't help. Well, at this point I decided to put all of this breakthrough business aside, and convinced myself that this road wasn't for me.
But I can't walk away. For some reason, call it curiosity, I just can't accept the fact that I have come this far only to falter. What I fear is that this is my ego talking. I wonder if ego has been the motivation behind all of this - and if I actually do breakthrough, I'll have my head handed to me by the power(s) on the other side that all of you mention. So, I sit in bed, the pipe and lighter at the ready - but I find myself typing rather than journeying. Oh well, "just do it", right?
Sitting down to write this introductory essay is a bit of a turnaround for me. As a teacher, I'm used to assigning essays not writing them. Regardless, what the past year has shown me is that we are all students. My journey started when I accidentally ran across a Terence McKenna video on YouTube. I remembered his name from some reading I had done in college, so I decided to listen. And listen I did, for weeks - anything I could find online. I couldn't believe that what I had been looking for existed all along. That there was a way to find answers to the mysteries, rather than slog along a life that was unsatisfying and meaningless. So, I taught myself the chemistry. And I succeeded. The process was amazing, and for a year I was engaged, excited, curious, hopeful, nervous and felt like a student of the most important work.
I remember hearing somewhere that with psychedelics, as in life, there are three stages: preparation, inhalation and integration. Well, I've done the preparation, and now I am stuck. Rather, I am afraid. I tried an ayahuasca analogue six months ago (MHRB and Syrian Rue), and was blown away by the strangeness of the experience. Sitting with the experience for a time made me realize that I had erred on the side of caution. I had not taken enough, and the experience was just strange and not enlightening (for lack of a better word). 3 months ago, after the successful extraction, I tried smoking DMT with a friend. And again, the dose was too low and the experience was uneventful. Plus, having a friend there who thinks what you're doing is totally nutty doesn't help. Well, at this point I decided to put all of this breakthrough business aside, and convinced myself that this road wasn't for me.
But I can't walk away. For some reason, call it curiosity, I just can't accept the fact that I have come this far only to falter. What I fear is that this is my ego talking. I wonder if ego has been the motivation behind all of this - and if I actually do breakthrough, I'll have my head handed to me by the power(s) on the other side that all of you mention. So, I sit in bed, the pipe and lighter at the ready - but I find myself typing rather than journeying. Oh well, "just do it", right?
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dont turn away yet, im at the same stage as you. smoked, but barley got effects. then I had nothin left, but now I have a few special changa dosages im gonna smoke in a bong. gonna aim for the breakthough dose this time. Hopefully it will go okey for both you and me : )