PrimalWisdom
Everything the light touches
Hey Nexus.
First off sorry if the grammar and punctuation isn’t that great. I’m just pretty busy at work, and had to get this down and posted before I forgot it. Also I don’t have the time to fill out the info like set/setting, time etc… But I was at home after work on my couch and I was happy
I’ve been messing about with my latest extraction, using different solvents to see what alks get pulled, combining “jungle” pulls with what I think is NMT, trying to isolate NMT etc… At the same time I have been trying to make a fairly strong Caapi leaf extract as changa is my new favourite method of ingesting this marvellous chemical, and the synergy between the 2 is simply remarkable.
While I was evapping a DMT/jungle rich xylene pull I figured why not throw some Caapi leaf menstrum (acetone with caapi alkaloids) into the dish and evap them together to make a bit of caapi jungle spice.(I know combing splvents and chemicals can be unsafe but I combined a small amount of both in a jar to see if anything happened, and deemed it safe to continue) The results of the evap is a dark green goo that smells heavily of DMT and Caapi (DUH!) Not sure if anyone has done this before or posted about it, but I couldn't find anything online.
Before I bore the lot of you let me get into the experience of smoking this green goo.
I load up what I assume is around 80mgs of the goo into my machine. Its impossible to weigh as it sticks to just about everything. I sit on my couch and inhale a good 3 drags. It tastes kinda like changa but a lot more acrid. Blergh! I have to cough. But I’m sure that was enough
The lift off is more like a leisurely glide over the veil, I tingle everywhere, my face molecules are dancing, electric impulses from everywhere in my body rush to my head BZZZZZ. The curtains to my left start to breathe, the wall in front of me heaves and sighs as a breeze comes out of nowhere, I feel it blowing my hair I lift my hands into the breeze it's so refreshing. I can’t hold my hands up anymore I put them beside me and I dissolve into the couch. There’s someone signing, maybe It’s me, I can’t be sure.
I float through what seems to be a pool of light energies swirling around me. I feel a pull to the middle of the pool there’s a whirlpool sucking me in. I start to panic and look up, there are things moving up there, in the shadows I see shapes, they move like cats, slinking around a dome roof. Suddenly colours burst out of the dark, they swirl down and stop just above the whirlpool in the pool. I look up again, the cats are faces calling me, singing to me. I am now in the colours, spinning around faster and faster I’m rising been lifted towards the faces, the colours are so incredible; they seem to be alive, connected to the singing faces.
As I get to the dome roof it disappears into the colours opening up to reveal a large forest. I’m on solid ground now it’s hard to describe but the ground is soft and springy like a mattress, where did the colours go? I look around and there are just trees, trees as far as I can see. In the shadows slinking shapes again. I follow them trying to keep my eyes on them, but the trees are so beautiful it’s hard not to stare. I’m lost, so lost I’ll never find my way back, back where? What does it matter? It’s so beautiful here I could stay forever.
Not focused on finding the slinking shapes I take the time to look at the plants. They are all alive, they are the slinking shapes, they are the faces, there’s the signing again. The whole forest is singing, such a sacred song. No words just information. It’s getting louder, like cidadas the sound fills the whole forest. I’m tingling again, god I love the tingling. I look up and stretch my arms. I’m smiling from ear to ear. How can bliss like this exist?
The singing is gone and I can see my wall, breathing and sighing. I’m too comfy to move. I’ll just sit here for a while and relax.
I wasn’t gone for very long maybe 10 minutes (I need a clock in my lounge), but the visuals perist. I play with the spider web like strands of energy that float around the room, they shimmer as I move my hands through them. Everything looks and feels so different, softer, smoother, like someone buffed the room.The edges of everything gleam, and drip oily rainbows into the air. This lasts for a good 30 minutes until fading completely. I still feel different until about 60 minutes after vaping.
This was certainly the most beautiful of my forays into the DMT-scape. Not as intense as pure white spice, but certainly as immersive. The connection to the forest is a common theme in my changa sessions, but I have never been this deep with changa. I’m thinking of using my green goo as a means of pushing myself deeper during changa sessions. I’ve dubbed it Changoo and think it’s going to provide many more beautiful experiences.
First off sorry if the grammar and punctuation isn’t that great. I’m just pretty busy at work, and had to get this down and posted before I forgot it. Also I don’t have the time to fill out the info like set/setting, time etc… But I was at home after work on my couch and I was happy
I’ve been messing about with my latest extraction, using different solvents to see what alks get pulled, combining “jungle” pulls with what I think is NMT, trying to isolate NMT etc… At the same time I have been trying to make a fairly strong Caapi leaf extract as changa is my new favourite method of ingesting this marvellous chemical, and the synergy between the 2 is simply remarkable.
While I was evapping a DMT/jungle rich xylene pull I figured why not throw some Caapi leaf menstrum (acetone with caapi alkaloids) into the dish and evap them together to make a bit of caapi jungle spice.(I know combing splvents and chemicals can be unsafe but I combined a small amount of both in a jar to see if anything happened, and deemed it safe to continue) The results of the evap is a dark green goo that smells heavily of DMT and Caapi (DUH!) Not sure if anyone has done this before or posted about it, but I couldn't find anything online.
Before I bore the lot of you let me get into the experience of smoking this green goo.
I load up what I assume is around 80mgs of the goo into my machine. Its impossible to weigh as it sticks to just about everything. I sit on my couch and inhale a good 3 drags. It tastes kinda like changa but a lot more acrid. Blergh! I have to cough. But I’m sure that was enough
The lift off is more like a leisurely glide over the veil, I tingle everywhere, my face molecules are dancing, electric impulses from everywhere in my body rush to my head BZZZZZ. The curtains to my left start to breathe, the wall in front of me heaves and sighs as a breeze comes out of nowhere, I feel it blowing my hair I lift my hands into the breeze it's so refreshing. I can’t hold my hands up anymore I put them beside me and I dissolve into the couch. There’s someone signing, maybe It’s me, I can’t be sure.
I float through what seems to be a pool of light energies swirling around me. I feel a pull to the middle of the pool there’s a whirlpool sucking me in. I start to panic and look up, there are things moving up there, in the shadows I see shapes, they move like cats, slinking around a dome roof. Suddenly colours burst out of the dark, they swirl down and stop just above the whirlpool in the pool. I look up again, the cats are faces calling me, singing to me. I am now in the colours, spinning around faster and faster I’m rising been lifted towards the faces, the colours are so incredible; they seem to be alive, connected to the singing faces.
As I get to the dome roof it disappears into the colours opening up to reveal a large forest. I’m on solid ground now it’s hard to describe but the ground is soft and springy like a mattress, where did the colours go? I look around and there are just trees, trees as far as I can see. In the shadows slinking shapes again. I follow them trying to keep my eyes on them, but the trees are so beautiful it’s hard not to stare. I’m lost, so lost I’ll never find my way back, back where? What does it matter? It’s so beautiful here I could stay forever.
Not focused on finding the slinking shapes I take the time to look at the plants. They are all alive, they are the slinking shapes, they are the faces, there’s the signing again. The whole forest is singing, such a sacred song. No words just information. It’s getting louder, like cidadas the sound fills the whole forest. I’m tingling again, god I love the tingling. I look up and stretch my arms. I’m smiling from ear to ear. How can bliss like this exist?
The singing is gone and I can see my wall, breathing and sighing. I’m too comfy to move. I’ll just sit here for a while and relax.
I wasn’t gone for very long maybe 10 minutes (I need a clock in my lounge), but the visuals perist. I play with the spider web like strands of energy that float around the room, they shimmer as I move my hands through them. Everything looks and feels so different, softer, smoother, like someone buffed the room.The edges of everything gleam, and drip oily rainbows into the air. This lasts for a good 30 minutes until fading completely. I still feel different until about 60 minutes after vaping.
This was certainly the most beautiful of my forays into the DMT-scape. Not as intense as pure white spice, but certainly as immersive. The connection to the forest is a common theme in my changa sessions, but I have never been this deep with changa. I’m thinking of using my green goo as a means of pushing myself deeper during changa sessions. I’ve dubbed it Changoo and think it’s going to provide many more beautiful experiences.
