FranLover
Long live the world in peace, prosperity, and free
Yesterday I had such a crazy experience. I had made changa with CBD cannabis and 60% harmine. I used a water bong. I loaded 170mg (so 85mg DMT and 85mg freebase harmine/harmaline) I took three rips, and for each of them the chamber was filled with dense potent smoke, but I somehow managed to get them all straight through with ease. I sat there crossed legged and began feeling it...I took one more huge rip, layed the bong down very orderly and rested my back on the sofa. r
Eyes closed, the visuals began...I felt inside a dome like structure. I had headphones with soft jazz music and the sound seemed to seep through the top of dome and was deeper, richer tone...the words had meaning so I was very concious in that sense.
I was travelling in space and a green lighted geometric shape appeared and then items appeared in its center. Things like a beautiful disney like animation carton of milk or other things but it was happening AMAZINGLY fast. I was holding on hard, travelling so fast. Then I realized that I had tripped in this world before and had had a good time previously. There are signs in this world...like construction signs, so orderly, pure inteligence. Its like a factorty being run, with little symbols for everything and the smell of burnt cosmic plastic.
Grinning like one grins crazily on dmt I smashed my tingling, "cosmic plastic" melting face into a grey wall once, twice, a thousand million times at amazing speed. Each time I broke the grey melting wall another one came up immedietly, and the wall could have symbols on it before I smashed into it. Like a heart symbol, or two shadows of jesters (my guardian angels sort of. women and male jester, very beautiful and I love them so I knew I was in good hands.) There was no way of slowing this trip down! It ended just as abruptley as it began.
As the walls stopped appearing I just meditated purley, no thought. I was tired. I need rest. I was fried! Like I could imagine smoke coming up the top of my hot head.
I did not open my eyes for 20 minutes. When I did I was already almost fully to baseline sober.
What. the. fuck. ? :d
Most amazing was thinking about this other world far away...experienced as another way of being, run as a factory...with all those construction signs...its so crazy. Its a whole other way of being.
Eyes closed, the visuals began...I felt inside a dome like structure. I had headphones with soft jazz music and the sound seemed to seep through the top of dome and was deeper, richer tone...the words had meaning so I was very concious in that sense.
I was travelling in space and a green lighted geometric shape appeared and then items appeared in its center. Things like a beautiful disney like animation carton of milk or other things but it was happening AMAZINGLY fast. I was holding on hard, travelling so fast. Then I realized that I had tripped in this world before and had had a good time previously. There are signs in this world...like construction signs, so orderly, pure inteligence. Its like a factorty being run, with little symbols for everything and the smell of burnt cosmic plastic.
Grinning like one grins crazily on dmt I smashed my tingling, "cosmic plastic" melting face into a grey wall once, twice, a thousand million times at amazing speed. Each time I broke the grey melting wall another one came up immedietly, and the wall could have symbols on it before I smashed into it. Like a heart symbol, or two shadows of jesters (my guardian angels sort of. women and male jester, very beautiful and I love them so I knew I was in good hands.) There was no way of slowing this trip down! It ended just as abruptley as it began.
As the walls stopped appearing I just meditated purley, no thought. I was tired. I need rest. I was fried! Like I could imagine smoke coming up the top of my hot head.
I did not open my eyes for 20 minutes. When I did I was already almost fully to baseline sober.
What. the. fuck. ? :d
Most amazing was thinking about this other world far away...experienced as another way of being, run as a factory...with all those construction signs...its so crazy. Its a whole other way of being.
