PrimitiveMind
Rising Star
SWIM just told me as follows:
I laid down to bed and placed a small pile of white crystals in my glass pipe. I inhaled and held as long as I could. The familiar "patterns" appeared, which I first, in my earlier days of exploration, described as fractals, but now realize they are not... they are interference patterns of energy coalescing into visual perceptions. Usually they form tunnels at higher doses, creating portals to the "other side". This time was different. This energy field formed what I can only describe as a woman's form. As the pattern maintained its two dimensional appearance, as the dose did not warrant the delving into the third, what coalesced was nothing other than a woman, a mother. I could sense and feel her love. She was playing and teasing a young child, her child, out of my periphery. She laughed and swatted at him, in a playful way shaking her head at his mischief as he played and laughed as well. At this point the pattern gained more and more detail as it "zoomed" closer to her face that was strikingly beautiful and as the "vision" faded I began to cry. The overwhelmingly beautiful interaction between this mother and child brought joy and pain to me in a way I cannot describe. I had lost control of "rational" control of my emotions.
As he wrote this to me, he says 20 or so minutes after this experience, he explains that now, in his "rationally" thinking mind, it's amazing the loss of emotional control. Apparently it is completely out of his character. This truly is an amazing molecule.
I laid down to bed and placed a small pile of white crystals in my glass pipe. I inhaled and held as long as I could. The familiar "patterns" appeared, which I first, in my earlier days of exploration, described as fractals, but now realize they are not... they are interference patterns of energy coalescing into visual perceptions. Usually they form tunnels at higher doses, creating portals to the "other side". This time was different. This energy field formed what I can only describe as a woman's form. As the pattern maintained its two dimensional appearance, as the dose did not warrant the delving into the third, what coalesced was nothing other than a woman, a mother. I could sense and feel her love. She was playing and teasing a young child, her child, out of my periphery. She laughed and swatted at him, in a playful way shaking her head at his mischief as he played and laughed as well. At this point the pattern gained more and more detail as it "zoomed" closer to her face that was strikingly beautiful and as the "vision" faded I began to cry. The overwhelmingly beautiful interaction between this mother and child brought joy and pain to me in a way I cannot describe. I had lost control of "rational" control of my emotions.
As he wrote this to me, he says 20 or so minutes after this experience, he explains that now, in his "rationally" thinking mind, it's amazing the loss of emotional control. Apparently it is completely out of his character. This truly is an amazing molecule.