SUBZERO
Rising Star
First off I'd just like to say I'll take parsley/herbal sandwich over an oil burner ANY DAY OF THE WEEK. I'm almost mad at myself for spending money on these little meth globes, but they're decent for dabs and it was 3 for 10 dollars. Anyway...
I like DMT a lot and I feel that it can be very beneficial to some people, myself included.
But in the past week since these meth pipes came in the mail it's been more of a curse than a blessing. I hate the taste, it's easy to burn the dmt, easy to burn yourself, there's just so many drawbacks I could not think of a worse possible method to reaching hyperspace. In fact, I never did manage to reach hyperspace off those stupid things :thumb_dow sorry for the rant but I just hate 'em.
Tonight I decided to go back to my tried and true method of an herbal sandwich. Glad I did! I've only used weed in the past, but I'm on a t break so I used parsley. Wow.. I gotta say it's a smooth hit from the bong. :d
What's more, it was a very smooth entry to another dimension. As I held in my hit, I felt myself being drawn to another world..
Twisting geometry surrounded me in an array of colors. Shapes that seem impossible in sober existence, forming columns and parapets that would bring a tear to an architects eye. It was nothing short of beautiful.
I took it all in eagerly, but suddenly I felt a force drawing me near. It was a female presence, an "Earth Mother" type figure if you will, though she seemed to be one with a more alien realm. Much as I tried it felt like I couldn't fully connect with her. Even within my trip I knew I had not dosed enough :?
I came back slowly, feeling great. All previous fears that those ghastly oil burners had left me with were dispelled. From now on, bong is the way!:d
I wanted to go back. So as soon as I was able I put some white crystals in the bong and smoalked them with vigor. What I was met with was a similar enviorment, the same impossible architecture as before, but more of a library esque room. It was vast, with columns as supports. Purple, blue, green and gray surged through every surface and it seemed this place was made of light.
Instead of an earth mother, two beings of light greeted me. We communicated directly, not through voice but some sort of mental link. What they gave me was this: The third eye is real. And it can be attuned and trained.
It's worth noting that this came to me as a concept and not as language.
To reach deeper into the realms of the spirit molecule, I believe some level of meditation or quiet mental focus is required.
Just wanted to share what I felt was a powerful experience. As well as dissuade people from purchasing oil burner type pipes.:!:
I like DMT a lot and I feel that it can be very beneficial to some people, myself included.
But in the past week since these meth pipes came in the mail it's been more of a curse than a blessing. I hate the taste, it's easy to burn the dmt, easy to burn yourself, there's just so many drawbacks I could not think of a worse possible method to reaching hyperspace. In fact, I never did manage to reach hyperspace off those stupid things :thumb_dow sorry for the rant but I just hate 'em.
Tonight I decided to go back to my tried and true method of an herbal sandwich. Glad I did! I've only used weed in the past, but I'm on a t break so I used parsley. Wow.. I gotta say it's a smooth hit from the bong. :d
What's more, it was a very smooth entry to another dimension. As I held in my hit, I felt myself being drawn to another world..
Twisting geometry surrounded me in an array of colors. Shapes that seem impossible in sober existence, forming columns and parapets that would bring a tear to an architects eye. It was nothing short of beautiful.
I took it all in eagerly, but suddenly I felt a force drawing me near. It was a female presence, an "Earth Mother" type figure if you will, though she seemed to be one with a more alien realm. Much as I tried it felt like I couldn't fully connect with her. Even within my trip I knew I had not dosed enough :?
I came back slowly, feeling great. All previous fears that those ghastly oil burners had left me with were dispelled. From now on, bong is the way!:d
I wanted to go back. So as soon as I was able I put some white crystals in the bong and smoalked them with vigor. What I was met with was a similar enviorment, the same impossible architecture as before, but more of a library esque room. It was vast, with columns as supports. Purple, blue, green and gray surged through every surface and it seemed this place was made of light.
Instead of an earth mother, two beings of light greeted me. We communicated directly, not through voice but some sort of mental link. What they gave me was this: The third eye is real. And it can be attuned and trained.
It's worth noting that this came to me as a concept and not as language.
To reach deeper into the realms of the spirit molecule, I believe some level of meditation or quiet mental focus is required.
Just wanted to share what I felt was a powerful experience. As well as dissuade people from purchasing oil burner type pipes.:!: