indifference
Rising Star
Well hello there my fellow intrepid explorers of the human psyche.
I thought I'd finally take the time to register and introduce myself, since I've just started my first extraction (0.5% yield so far with 1 pull still in the freezer, and naphtha still absorbing spice as I type).
I guess this is where I tell you all a little about myself.
Altered states of consciousness have been the predominant interest in my life for as long as I can remember. My peers and parents saw this as simply naughty behaviour at first, and later, when I became more accountable for my actions, I was just seen as a fuckup. A junkie, druggie waste of space hellbent on destruction of my mind and body.
My journey started, like most, with marijuana. To this day, I have a passion for the herb (in spite of its apparent affect of diminishing the perceived vividness of DMT experiences). It has been a faithful companion through times of difficulty, of joy, a friend and companion through so many moments and experiences, and even to this day, whilst the high is familiar and comfortable, it's seldom boring.
My substance use progressed as I grew older, and some very good people showed me what joys psilocybin held. I jumped in head first, and my first real foray into psychedelics (other than the odd bit of smoked salvia divinorum and marijuana (though mary-jane is hardly the archetypal psychedelic)) was a 35g dose of my own, home grown fresh Psilocybe Mexicana sclerotia. This was my first experience of ego death. It was terrifying. It was also, very probably, the most rewarding psychedelic experience I've had to this day.
After that, my experimentation shifted to less favourable substances. I spent a while selling (and sniffing far too much) cocaine and MDMA, and eventually had a romantic love affair with that most hated of all substances, heroin. For what it's worth, I find it a fascinating substance, and whilst opiate addiction is a crippling demon that ruins many lives, I think when used responsibly by the right people in the right frame of mind, it can be a rewarding substance.
I soon tired of the routine, of waking up and NEEDING to find an opiate so that I might be able to function. Around this time, my passion for cannabis was sparked once more, and I started growing my own herb whilst tapering off a 100mg+ a day diazepam habit and a daily IV heroin habit. The cannabis growing led to a rekindled interest in drug chemistry, and I began making my own QWISO and BHO.
I was introduced to DMT properly (I don't really count sub-breakthrough doses as knowing DMT) in Brussels by a friend I met in Portugal at a festival. We hid away in his bedroom when his chemist friend came over (a chemist that had purportedly been emailing none other than David Nichols for advice with recrystallization techniques), and myself, my girlfriend and aforementioned friend took ~60mg each through his vape machine.
Recalling this first experience is still difficult to this day. The prominent feature seemed to be two Asian girls giggling at me whilst drinking Bubble tea (some tea-based abomination that has tapioca pearls in the bottom of it).
After this, I decided I wanted to be the chemist. My QWISO tek produced golden shatter, where most people that were familiar with QWISO that I'd spoken to only knew it as black gunk barely suitable for human consumption. Watching Breaking Bad only served to further my interest in being the best chemist I could be. I know more about inebriating substances and substances of abuse through first hand experience and my own unceasing research than any of my real life friends, and the Nexus is one of the last, vast resources of knowledge I'm yet to explore.
Thus, I am here. I come to learn, to share when I feel I have something to contribute, and to discuss. It's a pleasure to meet you all brothers and sisters.
I thought I'd finally take the time to register and introduce myself, since I've just started my first extraction (0.5% yield so far with 1 pull still in the freezer, and naphtha still absorbing spice as I type).
I guess this is where I tell you all a little about myself.
Altered states of consciousness have been the predominant interest in my life for as long as I can remember. My peers and parents saw this as simply naughty behaviour at first, and later, when I became more accountable for my actions, I was just seen as a fuckup. A junkie, druggie waste of space hellbent on destruction of my mind and body.
My journey started, like most, with marijuana. To this day, I have a passion for the herb (in spite of its apparent affect of diminishing the perceived vividness of DMT experiences). It has been a faithful companion through times of difficulty, of joy, a friend and companion through so many moments and experiences, and even to this day, whilst the high is familiar and comfortable, it's seldom boring.
My substance use progressed as I grew older, and some very good people showed me what joys psilocybin held. I jumped in head first, and my first real foray into psychedelics (other than the odd bit of smoked salvia divinorum and marijuana (though mary-jane is hardly the archetypal psychedelic)) was a 35g dose of my own, home grown fresh Psilocybe Mexicana sclerotia. This was my first experience of ego death. It was terrifying. It was also, very probably, the most rewarding psychedelic experience I've had to this day.
After that, my experimentation shifted to less favourable substances. I spent a while selling (and sniffing far too much) cocaine and MDMA, and eventually had a romantic love affair with that most hated of all substances, heroin. For what it's worth, I find it a fascinating substance, and whilst opiate addiction is a crippling demon that ruins many lives, I think when used responsibly by the right people in the right frame of mind, it can be a rewarding substance.
I soon tired of the routine, of waking up and NEEDING to find an opiate so that I might be able to function. Around this time, my passion for cannabis was sparked once more, and I started growing my own herb whilst tapering off a 100mg+ a day diazepam habit and a daily IV heroin habit. The cannabis growing led to a rekindled interest in drug chemistry, and I began making my own QWISO and BHO.
I was introduced to DMT properly (I don't really count sub-breakthrough doses as knowing DMT) in Brussels by a friend I met in Portugal at a festival. We hid away in his bedroom when his chemist friend came over (a chemist that had purportedly been emailing none other than David Nichols for advice with recrystallization techniques), and myself, my girlfriend and aforementioned friend took ~60mg each through his vape machine.
Recalling this first experience is still difficult to this day. The prominent feature seemed to be two Asian girls giggling at me whilst drinking Bubble tea (some tea-based abomination that has tapioca pearls in the bottom of it).
After this, I decided I wanted to be the chemist. My QWISO tek produced golden shatter, where most people that were familiar with QWISO that I'd spoken to only knew it as black gunk barely suitable for human consumption. Watching Breaking Bad only served to further my interest in being the best chemist I could be. I know more about inebriating substances and substances of abuse through first hand experience and my own unceasing research than any of my real life friends, and the Nexus is one of the last, vast resources of knowledge I'm yet to explore.
Thus, I am here. I come to learn, to share when I feel I have something to contribute, and to discuss. It's a pleasure to meet you all brothers and sisters.