Trypfinite
Rising Star
- Merits
- 1,023
Hello,
Lately I have been getting resentful of my current overworked underpaid position im holding. Ive been looking towards picking up a CDL and truck driving instead. This would mean abandoning my first love, reefer. As a person I do identify with the healing qualities of cannabis, but at the same time I want to have the will to not desire to toke. So I figured last night was my last night with the ganja.
Whenever I know hyperspace is imminent I get pretty solemn. I did my regular room clean and meditation, put 40mg into the bong with some herb and blasted off.
My intent was to see how hyperspace might feel about me going this route. It answered with this: Life is full of challenges.
At first the imagery was "scary" but then lightened up a tad. The things I was seeing were so damn... weird. It was utterly weird and morphic.
When I would attempt to bring my concerns to the forefront it shook them off and rather showed me what it wanted too. Very strange objects. I remember a hooded woman whose face and body were constantly cycling shapes, things, and patterns. There were was a bizarre clown man (not the same as a jester). There was things being shredded. There was briefly a very clear image of human hands reaching from darkness. These things were not happy or jovial, and they were not mad or angry. I remember being concerned that it would not give a clear answer before it was back to earth time. But at the same time it lasted 10-15 minutes, buzzing vibrating hyperspace.
It answered my question on the level of, "yes that's a dilemma u have there, look at all mine!"
I could not help but take away many bigger lessons than what I had at first bargained for. Life ain't made to be easy. Overall I was grateful to have such a bewildering and uneasy experience.
Lately I have been getting resentful of my current overworked underpaid position im holding. Ive been looking towards picking up a CDL and truck driving instead. This would mean abandoning my first love, reefer. As a person I do identify with the healing qualities of cannabis, but at the same time I want to have the will to not desire to toke. So I figured last night was my last night with the ganja.
Whenever I know hyperspace is imminent I get pretty solemn. I did my regular room clean and meditation, put 40mg into the bong with some herb and blasted off.
My intent was to see how hyperspace might feel about me going this route. It answered with this: Life is full of challenges.
At first the imagery was "scary" but then lightened up a tad. The things I was seeing were so damn... weird. It was utterly weird and morphic.
When I would attempt to bring my concerns to the forefront it shook them off and rather showed me what it wanted too. Very strange objects. I remember a hooded woman whose face and body were constantly cycling shapes, things, and patterns. There were was a bizarre clown man (not the same as a jester). There was things being shredded. There was briefly a very clear image of human hands reaching from darkness. These things were not happy or jovial, and they were not mad or angry. I remember being concerned that it would not give a clear answer before it was back to earth time. But at the same time it lasted 10-15 minutes, buzzing vibrating hyperspace.
It answered my question on the level of, "yes that's a dilemma u have there, look at all mine!"
I could not help but take away many bigger lessons than what I had at first bargained for. Life ain't made to be easy. Overall I was grateful to have such a bewildering and uneasy experience.