This was for the SHE on Sunday. 8th. I took 4 hits off of my strongest homemade vape.
It began with the image of a floor and wall, but not at right angles, closer to 45 degrees actually. I was looking at this space filed with curly cue, dark color patterns. Then all of a sudden I was moving.
I found myself floating on a kind of hyper-river on a raft with a corpulant entity to my right. The raft was kind of rectangular and looked like a slab of machinery with lots of blinking colorful lights on it. The river was black and had things floating on it’s surface, in the air above it, etc. There were lots of entites on the shore lines. The entity I was next to kind of had the shape of the happy Buddha but it was made out of hyperspatial whorls, curves, layers, myriad dark colors. It did not move or interact, but it seemed to be in control of the raft. I wound up perched on it’s left side as the raft slowly went downstream.
There was a female, red entity who reached over from the left border of the river, grabbed me and then pulled me through the wall on that side and we were in her “garden.”
This entity was dark red in color, anthropomorphic, thin, tall, large headed, long, VERY thin necked, happy, playful and mischievous, not at all pushy, yet encouraging. She was feminine but not radically feminized, not even much of an hourglass shape.
The garden was large but did not have hyper-plants or even sprouts. Rather it was full of very busy, fat worms.
The garden and worms felt symbolic. Like a reminder that psychedelics can help me to clean out or at least aerate the rotted, nasty, gross and dead stuff, of which I have plenty in my head.
The garden was indoors and the walls of the space had cascading images flowing from top to bottom of upside down faces and other things.
The worms seemed important to the red lady who was pretty much encouraging me to ignore the show on the walls and attend to the garden.
I spent a bit of time watching these worms (they looked like mealworms - fat, tan colored, segmented, and very busy) as they emerged from and dove back into the hypersoil. The hypersoil itself was the garden. There were no hyperplants. It was the soil and the worms. It feels very symbolic of my mind and in a good way.
Eventually this environment/scene just kind of pulled back/faded out and I could feel myself take a deep, conscious breath. This was a 5 minute experience so it all happened very quickly. Needless to say this is a shadow and so many things/details are missing, not languagable.
I really think the worms were symbolic representations of trying to work on myself. They are the tools like psychedelics, mindfulness, gratitude and surrender. It is a long journey/path and progress is not overnight. This is a marathon, not a sprint. I have a lot of anger to let go of. But if I can keep my mind aerated with friendly hyperworms, progress may be possible.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read this.
It began with the image of a floor and wall, but not at right angles, closer to 45 degrees actually. I was looking at this space filed with curly cue, dark color patterns. Then all of a sudden I was moving.
I found myself floating on a kind of hyper-river on a raft with a corpulant entity to my right. The raft was kind of rectangular and looked like a slab of machinery with lots of blinking colorful lights on it. The river was black and had things floating on it’s surface, in the air above it, etc. There were lots of entites on the shore lines. The entity I was next to kind of had the shape of the happy Buddha but it was made out of hyperspatial whorls, curves, layers, myriad dark colors. It did not move or interact, but it seemed to be in control of the raft. I wound up perched on it’s left side as the raft slowly went downstream.
There was a female, red entity who reached over from the left border of the river, grabbed me and then pulled me through the wall on that side and we were in her “garden.”
This entity was dark red in color, anthropomorphic, thin, tall, large headed, long, VERY thin necked, happy, playful and mischievous, not at all pushy, yet encouraging. She was feminine but not radically feminized, not even much of an hourglass shape.
The garden was large but did not have hyper-plants or even sprouts. Rather it was full of very busy, fat worms.
The garden and worms felt symbolic. Like a reminder that psychedelics can help me to clean out or at least aerate the rotted, nasty, gross and dead stuff, of which I have plenty in my head.
The garden was indoors and the walls of the space had cascading images flowing from top to bottom of upside down faces and other things.
The worms seemed important to the red lady who was pretty much encouraging me to ignore the show on the walls and attend to the garden.
I spent a bit of time watching these worms (they looked like mealworms - fat, tan colored, segmented, and very busy) as they emerged from and dove back into the hypersoil. The hypersoil itself was the garden. There were no hyperplants. It was the soil and the worms. It feels very symbolic of my mind and in a good way.
Eventually this environment/scene just kind of pulled back/faded out and I could feel myself take a deep, conscious breath. This was a 5 minute experience so it all happened very quickly. Needless to say this is a shadow and so many things/details are missing, not languagable.
I really think the worms were symbolic representations of trying to work on myself. They are the tools like psychedelics, mindfulness, gratitude and surrender. It is a long journey/path and progress is not overnight. This is a marathon, not a sprint. I have a lot of anger to let go of. But if I can keep my mind aerated with friendly hyperworms, progress may be possible.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read this.
