hello all,
this is my first post here, or anywhere, regarding my travels to innerspace. i'm 45, and have been fortunate to have had my passport stamped at quite a few amazing destinations. my modes of transportation were more pedestrian than most - lsd and shrooms - but they got me to where i needed to go. or rather, they took me to where i needed to be. buy the ticket...right? i've lost my mind, found it, and have come back a better man. i say this to let readers know that i'm a relatively experienced traveler.
a fews months back, my travel agent recommended that i visit a new destination. as an avid explorer, of course i was up to experience a never before seen location. i like trips. i packed my bags, fastened my seatbelt, and was off.
now, to be clear, i don't THINK i've crossed the border. i haven't, like many of you have discussed, talked with aliens or kissed the feet of god. i haven't bonded with the universe. but i did have an experience that was unlike any other trip i've ever been on. this happened last night and i'm still processing it.
i was on repeat. rewind. a never ending madness of the same. the same. the same.
i know for a fact that while in the trip i smoked more. the pipe and bag were in a different place than i had left it. i could not, for the life of me, escape the cycle. i was utterly trapped in the same ground-hog moment - smoke, same thoughts, same music, same behavior, same twitches, same universe, same everything. smoke, repeat.
totally bizzare. i've had a wonderful time with this new land - never quite achieving what you guys are calling a breakthru - but that's ok with me. i really like the souvenirs i'm collecting along the way.
anyone ever experience anything like this?
glad to know this site, and you all, exist. peace to everyone.
this is my first post here, or anywhere, regarding my travels to innerspace. i'm 45, and have been fortunate to have had my passport stamped at quite a few amazing destinations. my modes of transportation were more pedestrian than most - lsd and shrooms - but they got me to where i needed to go. or rather, they took me to where i needed to be. buy the ticket...right? i've lost my mind, found it, and have come back a better man. i say this to let readers know that i'm a relatively experienced traveler.
a fews months back, my travel agent recommended that i visit a new destination. as an avid explorer, of course i was up to experience a never before seen location. i like trips. i packed my bags, fastened my seatbelt, and was off.
now, to be clear, i don't THINK i've crossed the border. i haven't, like many of you have discussed, talked with aliens or kissed the feet of god. i haven't bonded with the universe. but i did have an experience that was unlike any other trip i've ever been on. this happened last night and i'm still processing it.
i was on repeat. rewind. a never ending madness of the same. the same. the same.
i know for a fact that while in the trip i smoked more. the pipe and bag were in a different place than i had left it. i could not, for the life of me, escape the cycle. i was utterly trapped in the same ground-hog moment - smoke, same thoughts, same music, same behavior, same twitches, same universe, same everything. smoke, repeat.
totally bizzare. i've had a wonderful time with this new land - never quite achieving what you guys are calling a breakthru - but that's ok with me. i really like the souvenirs i'm collecting along the way.
anyone ever experience anything like this?
glad to know this site, and you all, exist. peace to everyone.
