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Returning to childhood

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Justsomedude

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PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Spontaneous, focused, driven
(physical condition) Set: fit
Setting (location): My own 4 walls
time of day: Intake at around 18:45
recent drug use: Light MHRB tea + Rue 5 days prior
last meal: 4 Hours ago ; 12:30~

PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 85kg +-5kg
known sensitivities: None so far
history of use: Fourth time

BIOASSAY

Substance(s): MHRB Tea Syrian Rue
Dose(s): MHRB Tea 75 ml Syrian Rue Tea made out of 3g of Seeds
Method of administration: Oral


EFFECTS

Administration time: T=0:00 Intake Syrian Rue
T=0:20 Intake MHRB Tea
Duration: 6-8 Hours
First effects: Elevated self-awareness, nausea sets in, I lay down roughly 30 minutes later with the goal of keeping the brew inside, successful
Peak: T=2:00-5:00
Come down:T=5:00-8:00
Baseline:I would say I came back to my "normal" baseline only 4 days later

Intensity (overall): 2
Evaluation / notes:

OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 3
Unplesantness: 1
Visual Intensity: 1
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AFTER-EFFECTS

Hangover: 0
Afterglow: I'd say 4 days


REPORT


I spontaneously decide, against my usual ritual, to do this all on a Thursday evening, knowing full well I will work the next day, and that I've already had a hearty meal earlier.
It just felt like the right time, like a instinctive call towards working the self.

I partake to chat with the folks here, and at some point the experience starts weighing heavily on the nausea side, so I lay down.

After a while, the nausea subsedes and I see the walls moving and patterning in organic flows, like under a microscope mixed with a kaleidoscope and landscape, no colors though.

As I close my eyes and focus, I relive past childhood experiences, and remember traumatic things.

The mindset changes, and I learn "No matter what, only I decide what can hurt me"

So I play around with this, I envision being set upon by hundreds of spiders crawling upon my body (In my childhood I was a great fan of spiders and liked to know and catch them all the time, and present them to my aunt, to her and her friend's dismay when a cheerful kid shows up with a bunch of spiders in a bottle)

The spiders have no effect, I then set upon different violent scenarios, also no effect.

I return to remembering, and I remember that I was sexually abused by the neighbor's teenage son not only in a mild fashion, but also with penetration.

As I think on this, I learn that most of my views I carry with me, are tacked on, not of my choosing, realizing that the only thing that makes an experience bad, is our own perspective, I reject the idea of my childhood experiences having any power over me.

I conflated what society thinks and values, with my own ideas and values.

Julius Evola was right, now I understand what he meant by "Being is superior to becoming"

Continuing, I am very energetic now, and start shadowboxing, looking at myself in the mirror in the dark, and enjoying seeing what stares back at me.

As the energy surge subsides, I lay down again and relive many other childhood memories.

Beyond this, there is nothing of value to share to others, certain things should certainly not be shared :D

Thanks for reading, regardless.
 
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