LucidJ
Rising Star
Dear God.
So after some clown worthy extraction attempts I was left with a very small amount of almost red xtals.
My scale wouldn't even register until 30mg were on the pad, so I cut that in half and placed it on a bed of mullein in my small water pipe.
With all the humility I could muster I prostrated myself, stated my intentions and asked for gentleness. My intentions were to humbly introduce my self to the spirit(s) of DMT as an ally.
I point my lit butane lighter at the bowl....
Whoa! To hot, spice burning! I back of and in-hail what I can. Damm.
Try again.
I point the lighter at the bowl, this time from at lest 1/2 a foot back and see heavy white vapor as I inhale. I take it all in and and hold it in while setting down the pipe and lighter.
Blast off. I feel a rush and hear a strange electronic noise... like what transformers from the movie might make while changing form.
Everything is vibration. I am flinching. Being used to saliva blastoffs that splinter reality leaving me laying to fend for my self tangled in a universal car wreck, it's no wonder.
I calm my self and focus. I tell myself to breath. Exhaling I find myself spontaneously vocalizing ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm. It feels really good. Now I'm in tune. I'm still here in one piece sitting in my living room. OR is it? Everything is so sharp and beautiful. Everything in the room is the same but enhanced. Gold and silver detailing and designs coat everything. It reminds me of how everything is more aesthetically pleasing on mushrooms, only 100x more so. It's somehow futuristic and Zen at the same time(whatever that means) It's breathtaking. I think, Impossible. I try not to be overly awed. I realize I could get up and move without trouble but have no motivation to do so. I tilt my head and the whole room leans with my movement.
I focus on my environment again, this time paying attention to the presence I feel in the room as apposed to the room its self. There is a "spirit" filling the room. It's gently moving like a liquid. It approaches my body. Offering to encompass me. I genitally non verbally decline this time. It seems to understand and expected as much. I feel my self coming down and the entity is flowing out the window.
For some reason the coming down is ... not painful, but heart wrenching. Almost back to baseline. All I can do is sit there amazed. Amazed at the power and beauty and kindness.
A great first toe dip into hyperspace. Maybe 4 min? It was just like knocking on the new neighbors door introducing your self and presenting them with backed goods then going home. Not too deep. And everyone is more comfortable and welcomed.
My fear is gone. I can tell that this is the beginning of something amazing. Thank you all.
Ha considering I only put 15mg in the bowl... then burnt most of it... STRONG MEDICINE!
Phew.
So after some clown worthy extraction attempts I was left with a very small amount of almost red xtals.
My scale wouldn't even register until 30mg were on the pad, so I cut that in half and placed it on a bed of mullein in my small water pipe.
With all the humility I could muster I prostrated myself, stated my intentions and asked for gentleness. My intentions were to humbly introduce my self to the spirit(s) of DMT as an ally.
I point my lit butane lighter at the bowl....
Whoa! To hot, spice burning! I back of and in-hail what I can. Damm.
Try again.
I point the lighter at the bowl, this time from at lest 1/2 a foot back and see heavy white vapor as I inhale. I take it all in and and hold it in while setting down the pipe and lighter.
Blast off. I feel a rush and hear a strange electronic noise... like what transformers from the movie might make while changing form.
Everything is vibration. I am flinching. Being used to saliva blastoffs that splinter reality leaving me laying to fend for my self tangled in a universal car wreck, it's no wonder.
I calm my self and focus. I tell myself to breath. Exhaling I find myself spontaneously vocalizing ommmmmmmmmmmmmmm. It feels really good. Now I'm in tune. I'm still here in one piece sitting in my living room. OR is it? Everything is so sharp and beautiful. Everything in the room is the same but enhanced. Gold and silver detailing and designs coat everything. It reminds me of how everything is more aesthetically pleasing on mushrooms, only 100x more so. It's somehow futuristic and Zen at the same time(whatever that means) It's breathtaking. I think, Impossible. I try not to be overly awed. I realize I could get up and move without trouble but have no motivation to do so. I tilt my head and the whole room leans with my movement.
I focus on my environment again, this time paying attention to the presence I feel in the room as apposed to the room its self. There is a "spirit" filling the room. It's gently moving like a liquid. It approaches my body. Offering to encompass me. I genitally non verbally decline this time. It seems to understand and expected as much. I feel my self coming down and the entity is flowing out the window.
For some reason the coming down is ... not painful, but heart wrenching. Almost back to baseline. All I can do is sit there amazed. Amazed at the power and beauty and kindness.
A great first toe dip into hyperspace. Maybe 4 min? It was just like knocking on the new neighbors door introducing your self and presenting them with backed goods then going home. Not too deep. And everyone is more comfortable and welcomed.
My fear is gone. I can tell that this is the beginning of something amazing. Thank you all.
Ha considering I only put 15mg in the bowl... then burnt most of it... STRONG MEDICINE!
Phew.