Veritatis cupitor
Space Cadet
- Merits
- 42
Finally, I have accomplished the seemingly daunting task of the extraction phase of my research into the psychedelic mind. I have never experienced what I had experienced in the few short and "Unexpected" moments in Elf-Spice Hyperspace. Many "events" or "visions" I had experienced are and will remain fuzzy until I can take another trip. (Which is very soon...)
Alas, my first steps in hyperspace were riddled with brash and unfortunate assumptions and mistakes. I, being the very impatient individual I have always been, sped along the extraction process to the point of foolish waste. My intended expenditure of time, finance and contemplation was grossly misappropriated. At first I followed my instinct in purchasing the equipment necessary. I spent a lot more than what was necessary in hope that the final product relied more upon equipment than technique. A very foolish mistake! In time, (A few short weekends) the intrinsic technique implied by various sources and Teks assimilated itself into pure, freebase spice. I unnecessarily wasted a substantial amount of resources in finalizing the product but am thankful to learn.
At first, I had enough spice harvested for a wild trip I had thought and upon construction of a very rough tinfoil pipe, was proven wrong as the pipe melted and the crystals liquified. At that point, I felt the urge to surrender but through hope and careful consideration, had recently achieved success.
I found, in one of the Teks, the option to mix the DMT with Parsley. Although very harsh and odorous, it successfully transported it into my bloodstream. What i had experienced next was disconcerting and yet very revealing.
I was hanging out with a dear friend of mine, a fellow traveler, and while he was preparing coffee and more concerned with his A&P homework, I borrowed his makeshift PVC pipe and loaded it with about a teaspoon full of the finely coated spice/parsley. I at first didn't expect it to take affect due to previous failed attempts but boy was I mistaken. Inhaling deeply, a very harsh and eye-watering toke, I began my ascent/descent. At first only a trickle of disorientation, then a hyperspace time-shift into a seemingly dreamlike state. Many thoughts flowed through my mind; things like: "Is this it?" or other questions to that extent.
As I progressed, I witnessed a sort of melting of my visual perception. Looking at my hands, I noticed my veins very distinctly and a sort of liquid morphing of my limbs. I realized I was walking about the kitchen in a dazed dreamlike state repeating "This is it! This is it! This is all there is!" My friend, seeing my pupils dilated to the point where my iris was a millimeter thin circle around the deep black of my pupil, was encouraged to try and finish my bowl. I don't remember much from that point on. I simply felt this feeling like I was surely dead. At the same time I was surprisingly well composed.
After floating around in this state for what seemed like hours, I began to come down and gained my grasp of motor function and cognition. I looked around the kitchen and there was a color-shifting, pearlescent glow to everything. The curtain separating the room, seemed to glow in a rainbow haze and flutter without actually moving. A indefinite grid-like assortment of fractal shapes skewed my sense of balance, floating carelessly about my field of view, moving along with me as I scanned my surroundings. Slowly, after some time had passed, the glow faded and I settled back into my surroundings. I then enjoyed a cup of coffee with my friend (Who unfortunately didn't get a ticket to go with me) asked eagerly about my findings. We then discussed random matters to the tune of "The gnomes found a new way to say hooray."
All in all, it was a pleasant and frightening view of a personal landscape yet to be explored. Of course, in future trips, my dose will be increased and hopefully I can dive deeper this time by forcing myself to remain seated, or better yet, find a peaceful and wooded area to obtain a different view of our majestic cousins!
That's it so far to report but I will return with more stories soon.
-Peace
Alas, my first steps in hyperspace were riddled with brash and unfortunate assumptions and mistakes. I, being the very impatient individual I have always been, sped along the extraction process to the point of foolish waste. My intended expenditure of time, finance and contemplation was grossly misappropriated. At first I followed my instinct in purchasing the equipment necessary. I spent a lot more than what was necessary in hope that the final product relied more upon equipment than technique. A very foolish mistake! In time, (A few short weekends) the intrinsic technique implied by various sources and Teks assimilated itself into pure, freebase spice. I unnecessarily wasted a substantial amount of resources in finalizing the product but am thankful to learn.
At first, I had enough spice harvested for a wild trip I had thought and upon construction of a very rough tinfoil pipe, was proven wrong as the pipe melted and the crystals liquified. At that point, I felt the urge to surrender but through hope and careful consideration, had recently achieved success.
I found, in one of the Teks, the option to mix the DMT with Parsley. Although very harsh and odorous, it successfully transported it into my bloodstream. What i had experienced next was disconcerting and yet very revealing.
I was hanging out with a dear friend of mine, a fellow traveler, and while he was preparing coffee and more concerned with his A&P homework, I borrowed his makeshift PVC pipe and loaded it with about a teaspoon full of the finely coated spice/parsley. I at first didn't expect it to take affect due to previous failed attempts but boy was I mistaken. Inhaling deeply, a very harsh and eye-watering toke, I began my ascent/descent. At first only a trickle of disorientation, then a hyperspace time-shift into a seemingly dreamlike state. Many thoughts flowed through my mind; things like: "Is this it?" or other questions to that extent.
As I progressed, I witnessed a sort of melting of my visual perception. Looking at my hands, I noticed my veins very distinctly and a sort of liquid morphing of my limbs. I realized I was walking about the kitchen in a dazed dreamlike state repeating "This is it! This is it! This is all there is!" My friend, seeing my pupils dilated to the point where my iris was a millimeter thin circle around the deep black of my pupil, was encouraged to try and finish my bowl. I don't remember much from that point on. I simply felt this feeling like I was surely dead. At the same time I was surprisingly well composed.
After floating around in this state for what seemed like hours, I began to come down and gained my grasp of motor function and cognition. I looked around the kitchen and there was a color-shifting, pearlescent glow to everything. The curtain separating the room, seemed to glow in a rainbow haze and flutter without actually moving. A indefinite grid-like assortment of fractal shapes skewed my sense of balance, floating carelessly about my field of view, moving along with me as I scanned my surroundings. Slowly, after some time had passed, the glow faded and I settled back into my surroundings. I then enjoyed a cup of coffee with my friend (Who unfortunately didn't get a ticket to go with me) asked eagerly about my findings. We then discussed random matters to the tune of "The gnomes found a new way to say hooray."
All in all, it was a pleasant and frightening view of a personal landscape yet to be explored. Of course, in future trips, my dose will be increased and hopefully I can dive deeper this time by forcing myself to remain seated, or better yet, find a peaceful and wooded area to obtain a different view of our majestic cousins!
That's it so far to report but I will return with more stories soon.-Peace
