cidilon
serenity
A warm hello to all of you!
I am a 22 year old male with a curiosity for exploration, be it new cities, countries
and continents or such things like religion, spirituality and psychedelic experience.
At the moment i am coming down from a rather pleasant experience with the spice and decided
that it was the perfect time to join nexus (as I've been eying you guys for a little while - what a pervert, is probably what comes to mind
)!
I have to say that DMT has changed my, life in wondrous way - thanks to this molecule, i received the needed push to pursue my dream of becoming an astrophysicist. I got myself together, took care of my grades and was welcomed with open arms into the arts & science department at UofT. I became more aware of my surroundings, as if i was on the same frequency with all of the plants, birds and wildlife. I was once again happy and satisfied.
Two years have passed, my father being a nice man that he is, bought us a kilogram of Acacia Confusa and went on to extract the wonderful spice. As there was plenty of it, i decided to try a little bit yesterday in order to greet an old friend. Sadly, he (she or even maybe, it) was having none of it and completely denied my entry into hyperspace by bestowing my body with violent shakes. Thankfully my lovely cat was nearby (she is our avid trip sitter, per se. Countless hours she spent by my side while i was exploring Mushrooms, Ibogaine, Lsd and some other wondrous sacraments), she began
walking around me, meowing and purring - trying to get me comfortable and as always it worked the shakes subsided and i was free (she saved me a few times before when i had rough entries into hyper space, although those times involved the use of large doses of Mushrooms). I told my dad about the experience so he decided to make everything right. We found our old vaporizer, which worked wonders (it is a hollowed out 600watt bulb), put some warm and pleasant lighting on, along with the sweet sounds of Billie Holiday - We were ready to go. My father lifted of first, taking enough for a sub-breakthrough experience to which i replied "wait for me" and inhaled enough for a wonderfully
beautiful experience. My thoughts became nodes in a vast, complicated network - i saw how my entire brain worked, slowly it began to appear very machine like, cogs visible here and there. It was working with such perfect precision, i was appreciating all of the processes involved in making my brain function - i was in awe. Beautiful colors began to flow and as if on a rocket i was blasted off into a dimension of wonderful geometric patterns. Something began some sort of a communication with me. It was showing me all the different patterns, explaining them and almost trying to sell them to me. I listened for an eternity,
and then the patterns ceased to shift, a beautiful star was born - at that point, i slowly began to wake up from the trance. I could see beautiful eyes staring at me, loving me and "enjoying" me. I began to come to, i looked at my father who was already out of his experience and was just smiling at me. We sat for another minute or so, i got in bed and
began to type this, so called "essay". I fear that i may have not worded everything as i wanted to, or perhaps turned this into an experience report. Perhaps my point had been lost in my half lucid state of mind but i hope that's not the case. I just want to say that i love this beautiful world and that we should really cherish it. Life is beautiful!
Spice is truly a magical molecule! At that, i shall bid adieu.
I am a 22 year old male with a curiosity for exploration, be it new cities, countries
and continents or such things like religion, spirituality and psychedelic experience.
At the moment i am coming down from a rather pleasant experience with the spice and decided
that it was the perfect time to join nexus (as I've been eying you guys for a little while - what a pervert, is probably what comes to mind
)!I have to say that DMT has changed my, life in wondrous way - thanks to this molecule, i received the needed push to pursue my dream of becoming an astrophysicist. I got myself together, took care of my grades and was welcomed with open arms into the arts & science department at UofT. I became more aware of my surroundings, as if i was on the same frequency with all of the plants, birds and wildlife. I was once again happy and satisfied.
Two years have passed, my father being a nice man that he is, bought us a kilogram of Acacia Confusa and went on to extract the wonderful spice. As there was plenty of it, i decided to try a little bit yesterday in order to greet an old friend. Sadly, he (she or even maybe, it) was having none of it and completely denied my entry into hyperspace by bestowing my body with violent shakes. Thankfully my lovely cat was nearby (she is our avid trip sitter, per se. Countless hours she spent by my side while i was exploring Mushrooms, Ibogaine, Lsd and some other wondrous sacraments), she began
walking around me, meowing and purring - trying to get me comfortable and as always it worked the shakes subsided and i was free (she saved me a few times before when i had rough entries into hyper space, although those times involved the use of large doses of Mushrooms). I told my dad about the experience so he decided to make everything right. We found our old vaporizer, which worked wonders (it is a hollowed out 600watt bulb), put some warm and pleasant lighting on, along with the sweet sounds of Billie Holiday - We were ready to go. My father lifted of first, taking enough for a sub-breakthrough experience to which i replied "wait for me" and inhaled enough for a wonderfully
beautiful experience. My thoughts became nodes in a vast, complicated network - i saw how my entire brain worked, slowly it began to appear very machine like, cogs visible here and there. It was working with such perfect precision, i was appreciating all of the processes involved in making my brain function - i was in awe. Beautiful colors began to flow and as if on a rocket i was blasted off into a dimension of wonderful geometric patterns. Something began some sort of a communication with me. It was showing me all the different patterns, explaining them and almost trying to sell them to me. I listened for an eternity,
and then the patterns ceased to shift, a beautiful star was born - at that point, i slowly began to wake up from the trance. I could see beautiful eyes staring at me, loving me and "enjoying" me. I began to come to, i looked at my father who was already out of his experience and was just smiling at me. We sat for another minute or so, i got in bed and
began to type this, so called "essay". I fear that i may have not worded everything as i wanted to, or perhaps turned this into an experience report. Perhaps my point had been lost in my half lucid state of mind but i hope that's not the case. I just want to say that i love this beautiful world and that we should really cherish it. Life is beautiful!
Spice is truly a magical molecule! At that, i shall bid adieu.
