Well,
This has certainly been an interesting night
The objective was to have my first ride with mother aya. 90g's white caapi was boiled 3x 3hours and then reduced to 300ml with no acid present. This was left to sit aside in the fridge for a week, then this night I poured half of that in a pan and warmed it up until it became shiny again. My diet today has consisted of fruits, nuts, seeds, rice and fish, and a cup of mate' in the morning, then the rest of the day I drank only water.
First of all, I don't understand how anyone can say this is the most disgusting taste in the world. In terms of drinking concertrated alkaloids in solution this was probably about the nicest combo yet. I was expecting to gag, struggle holding it down for around 20 minutes, then purge hard for a good ten minutes. Clean extracted harmalas could never be as smooth as this. After drinking I must have lay there a good 30 minutes thinking about how I should have used an acid, or maybe boiled it at a higher heat, as I only cooked it so it was just lightly steaming. After about 30 minutes of pondering on this severe lack of nausea, I decided the only way to make sure of the quality of the brew was to vape some goodness.
22mg was weighed... inhaled...
All I can say here is god must have gotten bored, that exact second I took that hit, as he took it upon himself to tweak one of his puppets for his own immusement. What I'm about to attempt to describe has never happened to me before. I put the pipe down, then sat up, then SOME HOW... started ever so dutifully taking bread loaf size cuts of meat off of my person that were somehow coming out of my leg and arranged them in a row paralell to eachother, then sitting back and awaiting further instructions. It was like I kept removing my thigh and laying it next to the other thighs in walmart style precision. Undertstand here I wasn't physically removing bits of myself, but I was somehow collecting them from somewhere. I then sat there completely blank for what would have been a good 5 minutes until I could actually process what I had just done. "What?" was as far as I was ever going to get. "How?" Beats me... "Why?" Yeah right! This was a moment of what can only be described as pure delirium in the sense that I was acting without reason, but then I have perfect recall of the situation. I can still see all the me-loaf Now I've been surprised while using DMT on countless occasions and I know there will always be surprises still to come... Never THAT surprised...
...so then after all that I have this energy inside me. So much energy, that it makes me think there's something I need to do, but what? I have no purpose right now. I just am. It's around here that I finally understood all this "spirit of caapi" that everyones been going on about. A feeling that you have a powerful organism coursing through your veins, like nano-robots linking up every cell inside you on a new operating system. Then after just a few wire adjustments, how that once still mind wonders! So many thoughts racing through my mind that I can't sit still. Around here I put on some music ( Ott - Skylon 8) ). This effort centres me now. I finally understand the reason for the Icaros. Sound can be so guiding in this headspace. Now I load up a random amount of spice in my pipe, just to sip on once in a while for some extra power while spinning through thoughts.
It would take hours to go through the details, but in this next moments I was confronted with my own shortcomings and was stuck in a loop of my own frustrations with myself. It went round and round until I grasped reason, at that I remember the reason for using psychedelics in the first place. Such powerful tools for improvement...
Now I realise, this holy vine especially
I let the experience fade with thoughts of my loved ones and soft hits of my pipe... completely baffled about how it's only just getting up to 4 hours since I consumed the brew.
A powerful allie was made this day.
Much, much, much and much love to you all.
This has certainly been an interesting night
The objective was to have my first ride with mother aya. 90g's white caapi was boiled 3x 3hours and then reduced to 300ml with no acid present. This was left to sit aside in the fridge for a week, then this night I poured half of that in a pan and warmed it up until it became shiny again. My diet today has consisted of fruits, nuts, seeds, rice and fish, and a cup of mate' in the morning, then the rest of the day I drank only water.
First of all, I don't understand how anyone can say this is the most disgusting taste in the world. In terms of drinking concertrated alkaloids in solution this was probably about the nicest combo yet. I was expecting to gag, struggle holding it down for around 20 minutes, then purge hard for a good ten minutes. Clean extracted harmalas could never be as smooth as this. After drinking I must have lay there a good 30 minutes thinking about how I should have used an acid, or maybe boiled it at a higher heat, as I only cooked it so it was just lightly steaming. After about 30 minutes of pondering on this severe lack of nausea, I decided the only way to make sure of the quality of the brew was to vape some goodness.
22mg was weighed... inhaled...
All I can say here is god must have gotten bored, that exact second I took that hit, as he took it upon himself to tweak one of his puppets for his own immusement. What I'm about to attempt to describe has never happened to me before. I put the pipe down, then sat up, then SOME HOW... started ever so dutifully taking bread loaf size cuts of meat off of my person that were somehow coming out of my leg and arranged them in a row paralell to eachother, then sitting back and awaiting further instructions. It was like I kept removing my thigh and laying it next to the other thighs in walmart style precision. Undertstand here I wasn't physically removing bits of myself, but I was somehow collecting them from somewhere. I then sat there completely blank for what would have been a good 5 minutes until I could actually process what I had just done. "What?" was as far as I was ever going to get. "How?" Beats me... "Why?" Yeah right! This was a moment of what can only be described as pure delirium in the sense that I was acting without reason, but then I have perfect recall of the situation. I can still see all the me-loaf
Now I've been surprised while using DMT on countless occasions and I know there will always be surprises still to come... Never THAT surprised......so then after all that I have this energy inside me. So much energy, that it makes me think there's something I need to do, but what? I have no purpose right now. I just am. It's around here that I finally understood all this "spirit of caapi" that everyones been going on about. A feeling that you have a powerful organism coursing through your veins, like nano-robots linking up every cell inside you on a new operating system. Then after just a few wire adjustments, how that once still mind wonders! So many thoughts racing through my mind that I can't sit still. Around here I put on some music ( Ott - Skylon 8) ). This effort centres me now. I finally understand the reason for the Icaros. Sound can be so guiding in this headspace. Now I load up a random amount of spice in my pipe, just to sip on once in a while for some extra power while spinning through thoughts.
It would take hours to go through the details, but in this next moments I was confronted with my own shortcomings and was stuck in a loop of my own frustrations with myself. It went round and round until I grasped reason, at that I remember the reason for using psychedelics in the first place. Such powerful tools for improvement...
Now I realise, this holy vine especially
I let the experience fade with thoughts of my loved ones and soft hits of my pipe... completely baffled about how it's only just getting up to 4 hours since I consumed the brew.
A powerful allie was made this day.
Much, much, much and much love to you all.
