ibidibi
Rising Star
So. The fulltime beauty is evaporolatingly upon me. Tangled. Swindled. Plussed.
Want me to tell you about a godsend? I'll tell you about my lady. This spicy stuff is just an extra. An extra must.
Here it's in basic. I've been a lurker on the dmt-nexus for a couple of years.
I'm posting now because I have troubling questions that I hope others might have experience with.
I am (blah) a man, mid 30s, uni grad, meditation fiend, slightly off-kilter in more ways than two. But I'm nice, and you'd probably like me.
Shit.
Here's a poem:
MIDNIGHT
The stars are soft as flowers, and as near;
The hills are webs of shadow, slowly spun;
No separate leaf or single blade is here -
All blend to one.
No moonbeam cuts the air; a sapphire light
Rolls lazily, and slips again to rest.
There is no edged thing in all this night,
Save my breast.
-Dorothy Parker
I always turn to poetry after a good trip.
And..
The reason that I've registered finally, is that I'm having a new experience. I'll call it "spontaneous recurrence."
I wonder if others have had it.
And so, my introduction essay ends, with other posts to follow.
EDIT 1: I should mention, I guess: I've had experiences on various including (many many) lsd, psilocybin, mda, mdma, etc. Around 150 dmt experiences. Experiments with deem ranging from 10 mg little mood boosts, to 100 mg throw up on yourself experiences. Around 150 in the past 2.5 years. I extract myself in small batches.
Transcibers note:
This entire introduction essay was spoken to me and transcribed verbatim. By someone I met.
Want me to tell you about a godsend? I'll tell you about my lady. This spicy stuff is just an extra. An extra must.
Here it's in basic. I've been a lurker on the dmt-nexus for a couple of years.
I'm posting now because I have troubling questions that I hope others might have experience with.
I am (blah) a man, mid 30s, uni grad, meditation fiend, slightly off-kilter in more ways than two. But I'm nice, and you'd probably like me.
Shit.
Here's a poem:
MIDNIGHT
The stars are soft as flowers, and as near;
The hills are webs of shadow, slowly spun;
No separate leaf or single blade is here -
All blend to one.
No moonbeam cuts the air; a sapphire light
Rolls lazily, and slips again to rest.
There is no edged thing in all this night,
Save my breast.
-Dorothy Parker
I always turn to poetry after a good trip.
And..
The reason that I've registered finally, is that I'm having a new experience. I'll call it "spontaneous recurrence."
I wonder if others have had it.
And so, my introduction essay ends, with other posts to follow.
EDIT 1: I should mention, I guess: I've had experiences on various including (many many) lsd, psilocybin, mda, mdma, etc. Around 150 dmt experiences. Experiments with deem ranging from 10 mg little mood boosts, to 100 mg throw up on yourself experiences. Around 150 in the past 2.5 years. I extract myself in small batches.
Transcibers note:
This entire introduction essay was spoken to me and transcribed verbatim. By someone I met.