Well, swim recently had the oppertunity to visit giza, which wasn't the plan
originally and swim Certainly didn't have any DMT with him. dissapointed, swim
packed anyway. Then, somehow, some way, swim finds a tiny hit of freebase dmt,
wrapped in a skin, in a hidden pocket of his jeans. OMGOMGOMG... unbeleivable.
actually, it wasn't a tiny hit at all, it was more like 2 pipefuls. anyway,
after a 7 hour journey from sharm el sheik (the resort) to cairo, we arrive.
sitting atop one of the huge 1 ton blocks, swim sparks up a splif containing
2 hits of DMT packed closely together and smokes it fast. Sorry, but swim didnt
bring a pipe nor could he aqquire one in time.
Incredible. The magnetic power of the pyramids makes the DMT FAR stronger than
it should have been from a joint. Liquid crystal sphynxes appear at the top of
the pyramids and trickle down block by block (1 block turns into a sphynx) all
the way down the pyramids. Absoloutely unbeleivable. Everyone has that DMT
look to them. Walking now, toward the second pyramid, still smoking, swim feels
as a pharoh in an ancient time. No revelations are received, but looking at the
remenants of the joint in hand and the dusty landscape around, the joint turns
into dust (or so it seems) and is discarded (there wasn't much left anyway) as a member of the
egyptian police walks towards us. (white trousers and shirt, black berret.)
sphynxes still trickling down from the top, everything is warped. Camels and
horses and carts aswell as hundreds of people seem to be in a frenzy around the
pyramids - something is happening, like an event.
Smiling smugly to swim, because they dont know, he enters inside the second pyramid.
tiny tunnel. Incredible. So hot. Pass the water...
Into the tomb.
An offering of water is made into the empty cargoffagus. Here you go mate.
5000 years in the desert, you must be pretty thirsty... though your now at
the museum in cairo...
Pictures are taken.
return to reality.
incredible.
originally and swim Certainly didn't have any DMT with him. dissapointed, swim
packed anyway. Then, somehow, some way, swim finds a tiny hit of freebase dmt,
wrapped in a skin, in a hidden pocket of his jeans. OMGOMGOMG... unbeleivable.
actually, it wasn't a tiny hit at all, it was more like 2 pipefuls. anyway,
after a 7 hour journey from sharm el sheik (the resort) to cairo, we arrive.
sitting atop one of the huge 1 ton blocks, swim sparks up a splif containing
2 hits of DMT packed closely together and smokes it fast. Sorry, but swim didnt
bring a pipe nor could he aqquire one in time.
Incredible. The magnetic power of the pyramids makes the DMT FAR stronger than
it should have been from a joint. Liquid crystal sphynxes appear at the top of
the pyramids and trickle down block by block (1 block turns into a sphynx) all
the way down the pyramids. Absoloutely unbeleivable. Everyone has that DMT
look to them. Walking now, toward the second pyramid, still smoking, swim feels
as a pharoh in an ancient time. No revelations are received, but looking at the
remenants of the joint in hand and the dusty landscape around, the joint turns
into dust (or so it seems) and is discarded (there wasn't much left anyway) as a member of the
egyptian police walks towards us. (white trousers and shirt, black berret.)
sphynxes still trickling down from the top, everything is warped. Camels and
horses and carts aswell as hundreds of people seem to be in a frenzy around the
pyramids - something is happening, like an event.
Smiling smugly to swim, because they dont know, he enters inside the second pyramid.
tiny tunnel. Incredible. So hot. Pass the water...
Into the tomb.
An offering of water is made into the empty cargoffagus. Here you go mate.
5000 years in the desert, you must be pretty thirsty... though your now at
the museum in cairo...
Pictures are taken.
return to reality.
incredible.
