It sounds like this "actual death" kind of trip is what one of our good mates had when we introduced him to the spice. He had a really intense trip, which caused him to yell out and scream through half of it (even though he wasn't actually with us at the time, if you understand that). He would yell, "AHHHHHHH" and "OH SH**, OH SH**, OH SH**" (I know it asks to watch ones language, so I tried but he really was screaming that). And it would fluctuate as if he was on a roller coaster. When he came back, he told us that he had been dying... over and over again. In a million different ways. He said it was the scariest thing ever, but afterwards he decided that it had been a beautiful trip and that it was incredibly enlightening--which is good.

This is an incredibly... ugh. What is the word I would like to use? This statement here is just so... overwhelming in the truth it beholds. Reading it--Because the opposite of this, would be like the opposite to what life is--sends shivers down my back. The profound meaning behind it is so intense; but only because it is so, so true. I think Tehk will greatly appreciate reading that once he can get on & have a looksee at what you've said. x