Trimethylene
Rising Star
Swim was a YOGI, one who rarely went beyond the the realm of Cannabis and constant meditation, prayer and Yoga; one who was rather sheltered from most types of people other then spiritualists, until Swim met the Sandman.
The sandman always carried a Glass Vapor Genie and a Powerful butane Torch. The sand man spread spice to many, many heads.
As the Companion to the Sandman Swims Job was to set up the recording equipment, position the microphone and Archive the experience.
Swim learned about the different types of people and how they reacted to these experiences.
Swim did not always approve of the Sandman behavior. The sandman sent spice into the heads of everyone he could find. The sandman had respect for spice, but rooted in the Sandman was an incredible desire to make a means for himself in the world.(he can never get a job) Swim could see a lack of respect for spice in many of the drug addicts that the sandman would find to administer it to. The people the Sandman would find could be any type of person. The sandman wanted to share the spice with every single person that would take it, for what ever reason they chose to.
The sandman brought Spice into Swims world. The breakthrough was different from what Swim had read about. Swim remembered the noise that rose in pitch and volume until it overcame my entire existence. Then Swim projected outside of my physical body. Swims vision became spherically outward as though it had no point of origin, seeing at all directions from a center point. What Swim could see was the inside of a hallow body with the skin and face turned inside out so that they faced inward at me. It was like Swim was surrounded by what would normally be the outside of someones body, but it was formed around me, with two conjoined faces looking directly at swim, a great chest filled with what swim believes was swim soul. and the lower body sitting in Sukhasana as was swim was sitting in before he blasted off. Existing in this form continued until swim became afraid that hours and hours had passed. Swim tried to speak. But all Swim could do was resonate with the breath of this great spirit looking down at swim projecting love into him. Neither of us spoke, only resonated love and breathed in unison. At first Swim felt only love, excitement and powerful overwhelming intensity. But since this was Swims first experience with spice swim was not prepared for the warped time perception. Swim began to fear for the length of time that swim spent in this state unable to interact with swims body, to feel the breath of swims lungs that the Yogi's taught me to live for. Swim began to attempt to speak to the Sandman, whose incredibly calming an deep voice, guided swim back to my body; only 10 minutes had passed.
After that day had passed, swim and the Sandman traveled far and wide together to administer the spice, record the come down and the explanation of the journey.
They shed some great light into the world.
Swim however discovered the dangers of spice, if one does not respect it. Those who took the spice in ignorance, or lived there lives in ignorance could not see the light. Many spoke of Demons, or death or creatures.
One memorable experience was a girl who could had a big head. She believed that DMT was not very strong and was reluctant to try it. We told her it was strong she did not believe us; she caved in enough to try it, only to prove that she was above this week substance.
She gasped and screamed, she rolled around on the floor, exclaiming that she was dead. This lasted for over 30 minutes. The sandman tried to talk to her, she purged all over herself. The sandman tried to calm her down with his deep calming voice, she did not comply. She came back finally. She was devastated, she was not better off, only humbled. She had believed truly that she had died, and lost all sense of the outside world. She could not hear us.
I became weary of the sandman; but karma lead to his incarceration and my return home.
The sandman always carried a Glass Vapor Genie and a Powerful butane Torch. The sand man spread spice to many, many heads.
As the Companion to the Sandman Swims Job was to set up the recording equipment, position the microphone and Archive the experience.
Swim learned about the different types of people and how they reacted to these experiences.
Swim did not always approve of the Sandman behavior. The sandman sent spice into the heads of everyone he could find. The sandman had respect for spice, but rooted in the Sandman was an incredible desire to make a means for himself in the world.(he can never get a job) Swim could see a lack of respect for spice in many of the drug addicts that the sandman would find to administer it to. The people the Sandman would find could be any type of person. The sandman wanted to share the spice with every single person that would take it, for what ever reason they chose to.
The sandman brought Spice into Swims world. The breakthrough was different from what Swim had read about. Swim remembered the noise that rose in pitch and volume until it overcame my entire existence. Then Swim projected outside of my physical body. Swims vision became spherically outward as though it had no point of origin, seeing at all directions from a center point. What Swim could see was the inside of a hallow body with the skin and face turned inside out so that they faced inward at me. It was like Swim was surrounded by what would normally be the outside of someones body, but it was formed around me, with two conjoined faces looking directly at swim, a great chest filled with what swim believes was swim soul. and the lower body sitting in Sukhasana as was swim was sitting in before he blasted off. Existing in this form continued until swim became afraid that hours and hours had passed. Swim tried to speak. But all Swim could do was resonate with the breath of this great spirit looking down at swim projecting love into him. Neither of us spoke, only resonated love and breathed in unison. At first Swim felt only love, excitement and powerful overwhelming intensity. But since this was Swims first experience with spice swim was not prepared for the warped time perception. Swim began to fear for the length of time that swim spent in this state unable to interact with swims body, to feel the breath of swims lungs that the Yogi's taught me to live for. Swim began to attempt to speak to the Sandman, whose incredibly calming an deep voice, guided swim back to my body; only 10 minutes had passed.
After that day had passed, swim and the Sandman traveled far and wide together to administer the spice, record the come down and the explanation of the journey.
They shed some great light into the world.
Swim however discovered the dangers of spice, if one does not respect it. Those who took the spice in ignorance, or lived there lives in ignorance could not see the light. Many spoke of Demons, or death or creatures.
One memorable experience was a girl who could had a big head. She believed that DMT was not very strong and was reluctant to try it. We told her it was strong she did not believe us; she caved in enough to try it, only to prove that she was above this week substance.
She gasped and screamed, she rolled around on the floor, exclaiming that she was dead. This lasted for over 30 minutes. The sandman tried to talk to her, she purged all over herself. The sandman tried to calm her down with his deep calming voice, she did not comply. She came back finally. She was devastated, she was not better off, only humbled. She had believed truly that she had died, and lost all sense of the outside world. She could not hear us.
I became weary of the sandman; but karma lead to his incarceration and my return home.
