Narcoleptic Otter
Rising Star
Right... So I'd smoked Spice twice before recently with an old friend and esteemed member of this site(won't use his name until he gives his grace), the intensity of it increasing at each exploration. Not having taken hallucengens in many years, I approached with caution and was both times awed at the experience. No anxiety, paranoia, none of the mental side effects I would have normally associated with such a compound. Instantly I was intrigued and started to look into its composition, extraction, effects and after effects.
Then came the third experiment.
Comfortably sitting on my bed, I took a large hit, + - 35mg. Two large and two smaller bursts of sour smoke poured into my lungs. My lady took my kit from my hands a whole 10-15 seconds later I was away.
For the 1st moments I closed my eyes and intense spirals of black and white bubbles pulsed within squares. Shapes plowed and danced behind my eyelids. Loud vibrations affected my extremities and filled my ears. Then I opened my eyes...
Things have I never seen or felt or imagined possible assaulted my senses from every angle. The lamp shade exploded into hundreds of shafts of light while the victorian decor of my ceiling sprouted hundreds of snakes in Incan design. These patterns have been in all my journeys so far. As to whether I see these because my mind is telling me I should be seeing this or because this is what lurks out on the fringes of reality, I don't know and look forward to investigating this further. My feet lengthened and shrank in front of a fully sentient chest of drawers while the walls and door bulged at grotesque angles. The room brightened to almost impossible glowing white, shards of green pulsing. Everything looked as different as it could be while retaining just enough of familiarity to fascinate.
I laughed and rolled and sat up and lay down again for a meager 4 minutes playing with what I can only compare to the craziest mind circus possible. Everywhere I turned in vision and in mind I was accosted by colour, living breathing physical item and an overwhelming sense of brittle borders. Again, no fear. Only a sense of euphoria and a sense of safety whilst traversing unknown mental planes.
...And then I was back.
Third time lucky. I believe I broke through this time and I looking forward to journeying further into this realm that I feel is benevolent in nature and it's only danger lurks it what you bring into it with you.
Anyone who has an insight into anything I've written please feel free to share their thoughts, I'm hear to listen and learn.
Peace
Narcoleptic Otter
Then came the third experiment.
Comfortably sitting on my bed, I took a large hit, + - 35mg. Two large and two smaller bursts of sour smoke poured into my lungs. My lady took my kit from my hands a whole 10-15 seconds later I was away.
For the 1st moments I closed my eyes and intense spirals of black and white bubbles pulsed within squares. Shapes plowed and danced behind my eyelids. Loud vibrations affected my extremities and filled my ears. Then I opened my eyes...
Things have I never seen or felt or imagined possible assaulted my senses from every angle. The lamp shade exploded into hundreds of shafts of light while the victorian decor of my ceiling sprouted hundreds of snakes in Incan design. These patterns have been in all my journeys so far. As to whether I see these because my mind is telling me I should be seeing this or because this is what lurks out on the fringes of reality, I don't know and look forward to investigating this further. My feet lengthened and shrank in front of a fully sentient chest of drawers while the walls and door bulged at grotesque angles. The room brightened to almost impossible glowing white, shards of green pulsing. Everything looked as different as it could be while retaining just enough of familiarity to fascinate.
I laughed and rolled and sat up and lay down again for a meager 4 minutes playing with what I can only compare to the craziest mind circus possible. Everywhere I turned in vision and in mind I was accosted by colour, living breathing physical item and an overwhelming sense of brittle borders. Again, no fear. Only a sense of euphoria and a sense of safety whilst traversing unknown mental planes.
...And then I was back.
Third time lucky. I believe I broke through this time and I looking forward to journeying further into this realm that I feel is benevolent in nature and it's only danger lurks it what you bring into it with you.
Anyone who has an insight into anything I've written please feel free to share their thoughts, I'm hear to listen and learn.
Peace
Narcoleptic Otter
