Oh my god!..whyyyyy the hell am I doing thisssssssssssssssssssss????????
haha those were my thoughts as it came on..I decided to smoke changa today..more than I had ever smoked at once..I at a light breakfrast of just chopped vegetables fried in juice and currey for about 2 minutes..I dunno if the currey efected anything..thogh it usually does seem to interact with harmalas to potentiate them for me..
I laoded up the pipe with some of my supre strong changa, that has caapi extract and rue harmalas, evapped ontoa base of peppermint, mugwort and sage, with full range jurema spice..I took one giant hit and held it in as long as I coult, exhaled and finished the bowl with one more small hit..by this time I was already gettign sucked into the geometry swirling around the room, heart racing and felt clumsy. I quickly loaded up another bowl the same size and started to hit it until I didnt know what I was doing anymore..I managed to put it down beside me and I just dissolved..
At first I was like woah, this is insane! I blasted past the usual set of absorbing visions of geomtric patterns and spirits etc..the carrier wave was like barely even noticable by this point I was so deep in,or I just cant remember that part, Im not sure which..I just like dissolved..everything dissolved and every thing that I am, every single damn molecule of my being became suffused into this place..it was me, it was us..it was like god..
There was information there..but it was alive, and it was infinite and trancendental..it was the most beautiful thing I have ever felt or seen..I wasnt seeing with my eyes though..or feelign with my body..I was as much a part of that thing as anything else there..it was like this place was the information that builds all of creation..the true background reality..
Its odd how I can experience ego death to that degree, yet still be having one of the most complex visionary experiences of my life..that place is stunning..I mean it makes anything any artist hs ever made pale in comparison..luke brown, alex grey, these people get close, but still, nowhere near the depth and trancendence that I now know can exist as actaul visual phenomenon, and that sounds odd to even say..and its more than visual,,its visual, tactile, emotional..ecstatic, all inseperable, one single synesthetic sensation..
Comming out of it was like being resurected from the dead, when I finally felt my bdy again and opened my eyes I felt like I was staring into the headlights of a semi truck on bright..my room was just bathed in white light it was almost like I had gone blind..I had to close my eyes and just look at a rotating diamond and spinning lotus flowers for another minute or so until I could see my room again..
I realized there was still changa left in the pipe. I finished the hit and closed my eyes again and this wave of cosmic ecstacy washed over me, complete with sparkling jeweled lotus patterns again and I started to moan and cry and make all these noises, then began to laugh unconrtollably like a wild man, hunched over grasping onto the side of my bed with an amethyst in one had and hunk of quartz in the other, pushing them against my third eye trying to equalize the energy comming in with what was pouring out..
It was amazing.
haha those were my thoughts as it came on..I decided to smoke changa today..more than I had ever smoked at once..I at a light breakfrast of just chopped vegetables fried in juice and currey for about 2 minutes..I dunno if the currey efected anything..thogh it usually does seem to interact with harmalas to potentiate them for me..
I laoded up the pipe with some of my supre strong changa, that has caapi extract and rue harmalas, evapped ontoa base of peppermint, mugwort and sage, with full range jurema spice..I took one giant hit and held it in as long as I coult, exhaled and finished the bowl with one more small hit..by this time I was already gettign sucked into the geometry swirling around the room, heart racing and felt clumsy. I quickly loaded up another bowl the same size and started to hit it until I didnt know what I was doing anymore..I managed to put it down beside me and I just dissolved..
At first I was like woah, this is insane! I blasted past the usual set of absorbing visions of geomtric patterns and spirits etc..the carrier wave was like barely even noticable by this point I was so deep in,or I just cant remember that part, Im not sure which..I just like dissolved..everything dissolved and every thing that I am, every single damn molecule of my being became suffused into this place..it was me, it was us..it was like god..
There was information there..but it was alive, and it was infinite and trancendental..it was the most beautiful thing I have ever felt or seen..I wasnt seeing with my eyes though..or feelign with my body..I was as much a part of that thing as anything else there..it was like this place was the information that builds all of creation..the true background reality..
Its odd how I can experience ego death to that degree, yet still be having one of the most complex visionary experiences of my life..that place is stunning..I mean it makes anything any artist hs ever made pale in comparison..luke brown, alex grey, these people get close, but still, nowhere near the depth and trancendence that I now know can exist as actaul visual phenomenon, and that sounds odd to even say..and its more than visual,,its visual, tactile, emotional..ecstatic, all inseperable, one single synesthetic sensation..
Comming out of it was like being resurected from the dead, when I finally felt my bdy again and opened my eyes I felt like I was staring into the headlights of a semi truck on bright..my room was just bathed in white light it was almost like I had gone blind..I had to close my eyes and just look at a rotating diamond and spinning lotus flowers for another minute or so until I could see my room again..
I realized there was still changa left in the pipe. I finished the hit and closed my eyes again and this wave of cosmic ecstacy washed over me, complete with sparkling jeweled lotus patterns again and I started to moan and cry and make all these noises, then began to laugh unconrtollably like a wild man, hunched over grasping onto the side of my bed with an amethyst in one had and hunk of quartz in the other, pushing them against my third eye trying to equalize the energy comming in with what was pouring out..
It was amazing.