Quetzal7
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Context : Mimohuasca in the Red-Wood (mimosa + Caapi + little chacruna), follow by mushroom and a pipe of changa for my friend
Who : A good old friend -Isaya - came to visit me in California; And another local friend - Blumix - who was asking me to help him take ayahuasca - he is seriously ill with HIV and lot-s of pains.
They are both all aware of the plants,and are working with them for years
It’s a reduces version of my notes… Way more happened but it would be too long…
———————————-
We cook at home the magic, prepare all we need, and left with my car to The REDWOOD.
We enter the forest at night, feeling the giants trees, we picknick with the darkness; such a powerfull place. I don’t really sleep, i have a really strange night, working on relaxing all my body, entering in orgasm
In the morning, we walk deeper in the forest. We look for a big hollow tree where we could make a ceremony; we walk out of path sometimes, and we are like Alice eating mushroom, so smaaaal, drawn into the ferns, with insanely big trees, looking for a rabbit hole to enter,…
We prepare a Sigil to crystalize our intention into a symbol, and pass it into the subcouscious during the ceremony.
We found The Place, with a gigantic tronk falled , suspended above us as a roof, big roots coming evrywhere, surrounded by giant trees. This is our ceremony spot! just too perfect !
We clean the space with palo santo, organize the space, make an altar…
The ceremony.
We drink our first time. (hard to say, about 45g caapi + 5g mimosa)
Isaya plays guitar - and this made my trip
For me it was easy. I got a little body load, then… quickly, … coming… the powerfull light of healing, the love of Pachamama, The grand mother ,abuelita , open, accept me, work with me; this irradiant light inside vaporize anything entering the halo, Amor Amor Amor. Compassion. Simple words but radiating deep, powerfull meaning. Words use as sacred tools.
I pull the Tarot Cart. I got the hangman as main cart, Listening, Learning; i open totally to this energy.
I got also vision of life, death transcdance; huge healing with my wife, more awareness about our soon to be born baby, and so much , so much love !
Blumix start purging, he cries, i help him. He has much to face, life and death issue; So much… i could not enter in details.
My ayahuasca experience come and go, but really subttle, even if i took 2nd then 3rd time … It seems the trip just lasted the first 30 minutes, i got what i needed at the beginning… not much more.
And i got no body load, i feel amazing ; i thanks the plant for her cooperation
After maybe 3 hours
Isaya take some mushroom chocolate instead of more ayahusca
I end up taking mushroom too, after some hours , to continue the story
But they didn’t nearly made effect - something strange was happening. Even after 4grams of mushroom… on top of the caapi… nothing…
Blumix work through many things, express big challenge in life ; a whole session is goin on
I listen extremly carefully, i feel a great compasion ; what is said is not easy to say, neither to listen. Life is hard bitch. His mother hated him, he got lost in his life, fall into drugs, then rised again… but now he is really sick with HIV, just when he started to enjoy life… Does he want to surrender to destiny or fight for life, for survival ? What is this all about?
He spoke a really long time, slowly, releasing each word-emotion, both of us suspended to his lips, seeing through his heart.
The Changa
Blumix ask for some changa. I accept to give him - even if i feel it could be quite strong at this point of course… He is 38 years old adult, i let him judge of course.
Blumix smoke changa. Slowly, more and more, in about 5 minute he take many small tokes. Silence in the forest. But at the end he finish the pipe with a big toke
i m not sure i want to tell what happened
…
just thinking about it my heart go wild
..
He just exploded, first in a hardcore sounds channeling - i found it pasionating, extremly creativ and strange, out of space langage… but then …
Then convulsional, chamanik, terrific, exessif, ultimatly alien then out of any spectrum of whatever you would ever be able to classified. Organic life being able of this????an event at the border of life and death, a glitch of Death-by-Chaos into our life ; A storm, a hurricane, the altar, evrything get crushed, the candles fall downed, nearly catching on fire the altar, i blow them, it’s all dark and ,
the ultimate Eppileptic-DMT crysis is goin on and on and on… the sound is freezing me in ultimate astonishment, so loud (nothing like this has ever been recorded on earth), he is convulsing on the ground so strongly that his whole body jump out of the ground, branches exploding evrywhere. RHAAAAAAAAAAAA it was really too crazy.
Then… followed by 10 infinite minutes of death silence. He is DEAD. We just more shock than ever in our life. I’m too afraid to go to see if he is still breathing
A last convulsion seems to reanimate him. He is back, breathing, eyes open.
With no idea about anything happening ; we are just 2 aliens trying to explain him it’s OK, our face still shaking of fear. He doesn’t even know if he is alive.
We face a great moment of ultimate confusion, being as lovely and gentle as possible ; He came back, and he came back with this question : What is life ? It took us a great amount of confusion and care to calm down and relax. He didn’t remember anything, not even who he is, not even where we are… who we are…
Then…
We investigate, in a crescendo theatre, the essence of Life , the energy rise up in laughing, in interest, curiosity, doubt and seducing ideas. He come back slowly to trust us (and maybe to remember we are his friend)
I come finally with my answer
Under the small light of a candle, on my knees, i start reading, word by word, a poem : The Snake of Light
And i enter in trance, purely on the moment, discovering each word as it was coming as a surprise, but that fit perfectly my expression
I blow my own mind, and the ones of my friends
I became extatic.it was really my answer to all of this
Blumix said “ it was the most beautifull thing i ever eared in my life” ;
I start rolling a joint... finally let's relax...
But i see a strange thing in the fire… the fire is sinking inside the ground, and roots are on fire, deep inside the earth
It’s a small fire, it’s ok… but we have nearly no more water and we defintly have to stop this potential desaster …
Just a little bit of this panic feeling, we work on the problem diging, removing bunring part, sacrifying water…. we nearly out of danger. but it’s still hot and smokey, and i m becoming really tired now of all this dramas, i got paranoid
I nearly cry on the fire, with my hands in the ashes trying my best, i even burn my finger
I sacrified the last of the ayahuasca teas, to safe the forest ; powerfull psychomagic symbolic act. We puted down the crazy fire…
Big Conclusion.
We have to be more careful. That’s a big teaching about carefulness. There’s so much we have no clue about, so much precious things we don’t even know how they work, and we can be so harmfull, so careless, so unaware, we can destroy in an instant things that are the result of way greater inteligent, of thousands of year of evolution : life, nature…
We got protected by my wife meditating for us, our own intentions and focus, and also by
Temperance, the cart i picked as an ally that was a great presence to overcome this challenge. All mean to be of course.
We went back to shasta the next day, digesting this intense redwood experience…
For the nexusians : This epileptic crisis was really the weirdest thing i ever saw. The guy is eppileptic and he said sometime it’s hapening to him… but with DMT it’s different. It's not just convulsion, it's a whole Sound channeling experience. He consider that it is important thing for him, it’s a big readjustment of energy, a big spiritual experience for him - but he was also feeling guilty he scared us to death.
He was at a point in life where he was questionning if he want to fight the sickness, and accept to go through long term pains, or surrender. He didn’t get a clear answer though… but the epileptic crisis was definitly at the border between the Life Pulsion and the Death pulsion…
I beleive that’s the reason the mushroom didn’t worked at all; i had to be lucid to go through THAT.
Do we have to prepare to the eventuality of eppilectic crisis on DMT? Could this be deadful? What to do? Would you ask to the person that smoke with you if they are epileptic?
I beleive it is a topic for me now….. if this would have happened with a newbie , it could have been traumatizing for sure.
My friend is now ok, in the next month he had up and down but his mind keep strong, and he clearly choosed to battle for life. He found some alternatif treatment for the HIV that seems to work - instead of the official medicine that are really heavy for his body. I was septical, and nothing is still for sure, but he is doing better….. it’s another big topic…
Who : A good old friend -Isaya - came to visit me in California; And another local friend - Blumix - who was asking me to help him take ayahuasca - he is seriously ill with HIV and lot-s of pains.
They are both all aware of the plants,and are working with them for years
It’s a reduces version of my notes… Way more happened but it would be too long…
———————————-
We cook at home the magic, prepare all we need, and left with my car to The REDWOOD.
We enter the forest at night, feeling the giants trees, we picknick with the darkness; such a powerfull place. I don’t really sleep, i have a really strange night, working on relaxing all my body, entering in orgasm
In the morning, we walk deeper in the forest. We look for a big hollow tree where we could make a ceremony; we walk out of path sometimes, and we are like Alice eating mushroom, so smaaaal, drawn into the ferns, with insanely big trees, looking for a rabbit hole to enter,…
We prepare a Sigil to crystalize our intention into a symbol, and pass it into the subcouscious during the ceremony.
We found The Place, with a gigantic tronk falled , suspended above us as a roof, big roots coming evrywhere, surrounded by giant trees. This is our ceremony spot! just too perfect !
We clean the space with palo santo, organize the space, make an altar…
The ceremony.
We drink our first time. (hard to say, about 45g caapi + 5g mimosa)
Isaya plays guitar - and this made my trip
For me it was easy. I got a little body load, then… quickly, … coming… the powerfull light of healing, the love of Pachamama, The grand mother ,abuelita , open, accept me, work with me; this irradiant light inside vaporize anything entering the halo, Amor Amor Amor. Compassion. Simple words but radiating deep, powerfull meaning. Words use as sacred tools.
I pull the Tarot Cart. I got the hangman as main cart, Listening, Learning; i open totally to this energy.
I got also vision of life, death transcdance; huge healing with my wife, more awareness about our soon to be born baby, and so much , so much love !
Blumix start purging, he cries, i help him. He has much to face, life and death issue; So much… i could not enter in details.
My ayahuasca experience come and go, but really subttle, even if i took 2nd then 3rd time … It seems the trip just lasted the first 30 minutes, i got what i needed at the beginning… not much more.
And i got no body load, i feel amazing ; i thanks the plant for her cooperation
After maybe 3 hours
Isaya take some mushroom chocolate instead of more ayahusca
I end up taking mushroom too, after some hours , to continue the story
But they didn’t nearly made effect - something strange was happening. Even after 4grams of mushroom… on top of the caapi… nothing…
Blumix work through many things, express big challenge in life ; a whole session is goin on
I listen extremly carefully, i feel a great compasion ; what is said is not easy to say, neither to listen. Life is hard bitch. His mother hated him, he got lost in his life, fall into drugs, then rised again… but now he is really sick with HIV, just when he started to enjoy life… Does he want to surrender to destiny or fight for life, for survival ? What is this all about?
He spoke a really long time, slowly, releasing each word-emotion, both of us suspended to his lips, seeing through his heart.
The Changa
Blumix ask for some changa. I accept to give him - even if i feel it could be quite strong at this point of course… He is 38 years old adult, i let him judge of course.
Blumix smoke changa. Slowly, more and more, in about 5 minute he take many small tokes. Silence in the forest. But at the end he finish the pipe with a big toke
i m not sure i want to tell what happened
…
just thinking about it my heart go wild
..
He just exploded, first in a hardcore sounds channeling - i found it pasionating, extremly creativ and strange, out of space langage… but then …
Then convulsional, chamanik, terrific, exessif, ultimatly alien then out of any spectrum of whatever you would ever be able to classified. Organic life being able of this????an event at the border of life and death, a glitch of Death-by-Chaos into our life ; A storm, a hurricane, the altar, evrything get crushed, the candles fall downed, nearly catching on fire the altar, i blow them, it’s all dark and ,
the ultimate Eppileptic-DMT crysis is goin on and on and on… the sound is freezing me in ultimate astonishment, so loud (nothing like this has ever been recorded on earth), he is convulsing on the ground so strongly that his whole body jump out of the ground, branches exploding evrywhere. RHAAAAAAAAAAAA it was really too crazy.
Then… followed by 10 infinite minutes of death silence. He is DEAD. We just more shock than ever in our life. I’m too afraid to go to see if he is still breathing
A last convulsion seems to reanimate him. He is back, breathing, eyes open.
With no idea about anything happening ; we are just 2 aliens trying to explain him it’s OK, our face still shaking of fear. He doesn’t even know if he is alive.
We face a great moment of ultimate confusion, being as lovely and gentle as possible ; He came back, and he came back with this question : What is life ? It took us a great amount of confusion and care to calm down and relax. He didn’t remember anything, not even who he is, not even where we are… who we are…
Then…
We investigate, in a crescendo theatre, the essence of Life , the energy rise up in laughing, in interest, curiosity, doubt and seducing ideas. He come back slowly to trust us (and maybe to remember we are his friend)
I come finally with my answer
Under the small light of a candle, on my knees, i start reading, word by word, a poem : The Snake of Light
And i enter in trance, purely on the moment, discovering each word as it was coming as a surprise, but that fit perfectly my expression
I blow my own mind, and the ones of my friends
I became extatic.it was really my answer to all of this
Blumix said “ it was the most beautifull thing i ever eared in my life” ;
I start rolling a joint... finally let's relax...
But i see a strange thing in the fire… the fire is sinking inside the ground, and roots are on fire, deep inside the earth
It’s a small fire, it’s ok… but we have nearly no more water and we defintly have to stop this potential desaster …
Just a little bit of this panic feeling, we work on the problem diging, removing bunring part, sacrifying water…. we nearly out of danger. but it’s still hot and smokey, and i m becoming really tired now of all this dramas, i got paranoid
I nearly cry on the fire, with my hands in the ashes trying my best, i even burn my finger
I sacrified the last of the ayahuasca teas, to safe the forest ; powerfull psychomagic symbolic act. We puted down the crazy fire…
Big Conclusion.
We have to be more careful. That’s a big teaching about carefulness. There’s so much we have no clue about, so much precious things we don’t even know how they work, and we can be so harmfull, so careless, so unaware, we can destroy in an instant things that are the result of way greater inteligent, of thousands of year of evolution : life, nature…
We got protected by my wife meditating for us, our own intentions and focus, and also by
Temperance, the cart i picked as an ally that was a great presence to overcome this challenge. All mean to be of course.
We went back to shasta the next day, digesting this intense redwood experience…
For the nexusians : This epileptic crisis was really the weirdest thing i ever saw. The guy is eppileptic and he said sometime it’s hapening to him… but with DMT it’s different. It's not just convulsion, it's a whole Sound channeling experience. He consider that it is important thing for him, it’s a big readjustment of energy, a big spiritual experience for him - but he was also feeling guilty he scared us to death.
He was at a point in life where he was questionning if he want to fight the sickness, and accept to go through long term pains, or surrender. He didn’t get a clear answer though… but the epileptic crisis was definitly at the border between the Life Pulsion and the Death pulsion…
I beleive that’s the reason the mushroom didn’t worked at all; i had to be lucid to go through THAT.
Do we have to prepare to the eventuality of eppilectic crisis on DMT? Could this be deadful? What to do? Would you ask to the person that smoke with you if they are epileptic?
I beleive it is a topic for me now….. if this would have happened with a newbie , it could have been traumatizing for sure.
My friend is now ok, in the next month he had up and down but his mind keep strong, and he clearly choosed to battle for life. He found some alternatif treatment for the HIV that seems to work - instead of the official medicine that are really heavy for his body. I was septical, and nothing is still for sure, but he is doing better….. it’s another big topic…
wow - that reading was intense! :shock: 
