ROA: GVG
Substance(s):
3(ish)mg 2CB
Skunk /hash
A small amount of beer with supper
60mg Jungle Spice/White Caapi infused Changa (Cannabis, Sage, Jasmine, Blue Lotus)&
16mg Freebase
Time: 1hr 30min
So, last night I felt the urge to smoalk some spice. I had taken a very small dose of 2CB earlier in the day and my mind was having psychedelic flickerings already, particularly after a joint laced with some of my home made kief hash. I was in a good mood, my mind was open and receptive. Now was a good time.
I had been getting the call for weeks now, but have been putting it off -to be honest- out of fear. Nothing has ever made me poo my pants like DMT before, not even jumping out of a plane, it takes some serious resolve to do it. So, after preparing myself for another session of being a hyperspacial ragdoll, I set about meditating and saying a few words of prayer before launching. And then this ridiculousness happened:
I slowly smoked the bowl of Changa. I could feel my mind opening and the harmalas opening the space up. There was a vague twinkling of DMT, but not enough for a full launch. I sat there appreciating the glow, reflecting on life- you know, the usual low dose shenanigans. After that I felt ready for full immersion, so grabbed my trusty freebase vial, swapped the gauze for my scrubber pad and loaded up the genie, while still under the influence. Smooth 8)
I sucked up all those yummy vapors in an instant and held my breath for as long as possible, wanting to make those mgs count! The room swirled and warped until all I could see was the flame of the candle in front of me. Well, that certainly wasn't a hallucination, but what was that coming out of the light?! Tumbling, oozing, excitedly gathering round me? I can only describe it as encountering some very lovely extrememly cute loving balls of fluffybunnycutepuppyadorablekitten light / energy that had a single eye and were very pleased to see me. They OOZED love and affection, much like a hyperspatial puppy would. There must have been about half a dozen of them and they would approach and then quickly retreat like curious children investigating a possibly dangerous insect in the garden.
They were so beautiful and innocent and pure. They were so lovely. They melted my heart and filled me with love. And then POOF! It was over. I was gutted - having enjoyed every second of that experience beyond anything the scope of normal 'sober' state of mind could offer, I felt cheated. I desperately wanted to go back and frolic with these angelic toddlers. But I couldn't. That was my lot, I know from past experience that smoalking moar won't take me back, and I shouldn't expect to go back - these things often backfire into something ugly I have learned.
As I returned to my senses I did a very strange yawn that was almost like a yawnsighburp type thing, my ears popped and tears welled up in my eyes. I sat there feeling utterly cleansed, centred and pure.
Lovely.
Substance(s):
3(ish)mg 2CB
Skunk /hash
A small amount of beer with supper
60mg Jungle Spice/White Caapi infused Changa (Cannabis, Sage, Jasmine, Blue Lotus)&
16mg Freebase
Time: 1hr 30min
So, last night I felt the urge to smoalk some spice. I had taken a very small dose of 2CB earlier in the day and my mind was having psychedelic flickerings already, particularly after a joint laced with some of my home made kief hash. I was in a good mood, my mind was open and receptive. Now was a good time.
I had been getting the call for weeks now, but have been putting it off -to be honest- out of fear. Nothing has ever made me poo my pants like DMT before, not even jumping out of a plane, it takes some serious resolve to do it. So, after preparing myself for another session of being a hyperspacial ragdoll, I set about meditating and saying a few words of prayer before launching. And then this ridiculousness happened:
I slowly smoked the bowl of Changa. I could feel my mind opening and the harmalas opening the space up. There was a vague twinkling of DMT, but not enough for a full launch. I sat there appreciating the glow, reflecting on life- you know, the usual low dose shenanigans. After that I felt ready for full immersion, so grabbed my trusty freebase vial, swapped the gauze for my scrubber pad and loaded up the genie, while still under the influence. Smooth 8)
I sucked up all those yummy vapors in an instant and held my breath for as long as possible, wanting to make those mgs count! The room swirled and warped until all I could see was the flame of the candle in front of me. Well, that certainly wasn't a hallucination, but what was that coming out of the light?! Tumbling, oozing, excitedly gathering round me? I can only describe it as encountering some very lovely extrememly cute loving balls of fluffybunnycutepuppyadorablekitten light / energy that had a single eye and were very pleased to see me. They OOZED love and affection, much like a hyperspatial puppy would. There must have been about half a dozen of them and they would approach and then quickly retreat like curious children investigating a possibly dangerous insect in the garden.
They were so beautiful and innocent and pure. They were so lovely. They melted my heart and filled me with love. And then POOF! It was over. I was gutted - having enjoyed every second of that experience beyond anything the scope of normal 'sober' state of mind could offer, I felt cheated. I desperately wanted to go back and frolic with these angelic toddlers. But I couldn't. That was my lot, I know from past experience that smoalking moar won't take me back, and I shouldn't expect to go back - these things often backfire into something ugly I have learned.
As I returned to my senses I did a very strange yawn that was almost like a yawnsighburp type thing, my ears popped and tears welled up in my eyes. I sat there feeling utterly cleansed, centred and pure.
Lovely.

never the less your words put a big cheesy :d on my face! I think one of the first things I learned from DMT is that expectations have little place in hyperspace. I often laugh at myself for the way I treat it, but every now and then i have an experience that reminds me why I am such a cautious beast around it :shock: