Drank a strong cup of tea last night and woke up comfortably around noon (I days off), still considerably stoned and with flying tracers everywhere (oh, the MAOI...). I had cleaned The Vase of Souls and packed the bowl in preparation the night before, knowing that I would be far too incapacitated until precisely this time on the morning after to attempt to smoke.
What is there to say? I felt love. Intense love blooming everywhere through me. I saw neurons, synapses, veins and guts reaching out to touch each other, love the force that spurns their growth and binds my cells together. Love is what makes my body grow, at the most microscopic level, and I am the result, the gift. I saw how love generated all the forces and electricity in my mind.
I was enveloped completely. Visions of birth, sex, and gyrating pelvises emanated a boundless and nurturing love.
I am made of love.
I felt reborn. I felt so blessed to simply be. I felt like I had approached the sacrament, half-wondering about the possibilities of being annihilated by the unknown, and I was greeted with the warmest and most loving hug.
Bah! My words are still somewhat lacking.
It also makes me wonder: why don't we feel like this all the time? I always have such a sense of, "Yes! AHA! This is it! Everything is WORKING!" ...
What is there to say? I felt love. Intense love blooming everywhere through me. I saw neurons, synapses, veins and guts reaching out to touch each other, love the force that spurns their growth and binds my cells together. Love is what makes my body grow, at the most microscopic level, and I am the result, the gift. I saw how love generated all the forces and electricity in my mind.
I was enveloped completely. Visions of birth, sex, and gyrating pelvises emanated a boundless and nurturing love.
I am made of love.
I felt reborn. I felt so blessed to simply be. I felt like I had approached the sacrament, half-wondering about the possibilities of being annihilated by the unknown, and I was greeted with the warmest and most loving hug.
Bah! My words are still somewhat lacking.
It also makes me wonder: why don't we feel like this all the time? I always have such a sense of, "Yes! AHA! This is it! Everything is WORKING!" ...