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tobecomeone00

tobecomeone00

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About a month and a half ago, I was banned from hyperspace, due to have becoming too self-serving and indulging in frequent use. None of my extractions would work, no matter how near-perfectly executed they were...the nexus shut down for a while...then hyperspace ass kicking when I didn't get the point...I decided to move on for good, if necessary... It was tough to accept, but once I did, I was led deeper into spirituality, of learning of Being and Oneness through non-stop reading and research of all cultures and practices. I got a job, built a meditation hut in my backyard, as well as starting a garden and feeling an ever-quickening bond to plantlife...All in all, all is good...UNTIL...

Today, upon returning from a friend's place, I opened the door to my room and was greeted by the sickly sweet smell of straight up DMT...It hung in the air, as if someone had just blasted off seconds before, traveling up my nose, into the nerves, bringing back loads of hyperspace memories...I felt as if I was being told it was okay to extract again, tho one can never be sure...I looked around my room, but nothing was out of the ordinary, nothing had spilled or tipped over to cause the smell, no one had even been in there....Now, I have heard of people getting "the call" from spice, and I believe this to be one of those times, tho I'm not sure if I've experienced the call before this...I guess I always assumed it would be more of a telepathic feeling or thought...Has anyone else experienced this, and if so, did it usually mean one was meant to return? Thanks, I look forward to hearing your replies!! :d
 
I have always taken 'the call' to be a series of events that led up to me smoking the spice. IE: Whilst meditating I thought about it, later in the day my friend randomly stopped by after work and we talked about it, then later that same day we were chilling at his place, talked about it, meditated, then smoked. I had no intention of smoking at all until this day, when all these events just landed in place together enough to make me feel as if I needed a journey to 'figure something out'. What I gathered (along with stuff I will not post here as it's irrelevant) was that my thoughts were poisonous to my mind. (Not all, just some specific ones) And while smoking, DMT helped me enclose these thoughts and recognize them. Now I can meditate greatly, I even found a nice new way of meditating... :)

I have smelt the 'smell' though, but definitely not as defined as your talking about. I have caught 'wiffs' of it, even when I have no DMT or DMT smoking device within my reasonable area.... I didn't take it as a call though, but as a want.
 
Well, I'm at the point where meditation/yoga/tai'chi are all showing up in synchronetic ways in my life, all beckoning me to try them out... and upon using a bit of leftover spice one night during the break, I noticed how still my mind was, I was able to exist for a few minutes in plain Beingness, which I thought was possibly more enjoyable than actual dmt travel....The thing about the smell tho, was my girlfriend (whos watched me in trances before, but never partook herself) smelled it too, she actually smelled it first, whipping around and sayin "you smell all that dmt??"..lol...I would be lying if I said I didn't "want" to return to DMT, but honestly I had kind of pushed it out of my mind for a bit, and was not thinking or had even thought of dmt...The smell was so unmistakable, even someone who doesn't use dmt knew the smell dstinctly...I dunno, strange business....
 
Ah, well if she smelt it as well, I'd have to say maybe there was a wisp of wind just at the moment you opened the door that hit something, maybe a pipe or something, that brought the smell to your noses...

Then I'd have taken that as a sign ;) Specially if the pipe was in a closed case ;)
 
It was a closed container... :d ...doin an STB right now, hopefully this one won't misfire...I'm stoked, but I also feel as if its a chance to exercise greater responsibility...ain't life weird and awesome? :shock:
 
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