The Revelation

[stevowitz]

Here's the story of my first good spice journey in the form of another person(because it came out that way, HA!...still recovering as I type)

The Revelation:

He looked at his bowl and a the little vial of spice. "im not ready" "I can't do this" "I'll never come back" his brain bombarded him with these doubts. Little did he know that they were just faint whispers of a doubt that would be blown away.

A cigg is smoked... anxious...finally he decides it's enough. it's time to do this...even if he never comes back, he knows he will be in a much better place. but he trusts the spice. even with his shaky hands and beating heart he trusts it.

he loads a bowl full and covers it with some leaf.

first hit, deep and long, holding it in for quite a while. he then takes a second, not holding it in as long. effects are starting to come on pretty good now.
third hit, it's do or die now...he starts taking the fourth and lies down. time to relax...

he is shown some very nice patterns and listens to the music...the song tells him "don't think about all those things you feel...just be glad your here" beautiful...like the planets aligned just then to make that song happen at that time.

he attempts to hit whatevers left somehow and closes his eyes...blastoff...

They first appeared to him by making a presence known...no visual appearance, just a sweet "hello" presence....then came the onslaught. With all the chaos around him he had to question them as to what it meant. "what do you want? why are you here?" he asked...

"follow" they projected to him...so he did.

suddenly he was projected into a complex room...it resembled something from the movie Cube. very white and smooth...BLANK, but ever changing...Like a shifting set of morph-cubes. it was his being.

he was actually inside himself, his life, his soul.

they showed him that the walls were blank because he didn't put anything on them. he didn't create anything for them...BUT he always had the choice to.

and he could ALWAYS come back to make changes...always.

They then left him and he opened his eyes.

some kind of entity that tried very weakly to trick him into giving something away appeared. He simply told it to go away. He drifted in and out of time for a while...enjoying the gift that they gave him as a reward for learning about himself. He still remembers the last words that drifted out of hyperspace while it waved goodbye: "You can always come back"

happiness, love, peace and joy...all rolled into his soul.

the end.

Thank you for reading, I will now refer to myself in the regular person to keep things simple.

 

[ragabr]

Great report. Thanks for sharing! Interesting about the decoration metaphor. My mind relates it to the ritual cleanings so many of us do before journeys. Be well.

 

[stevowitz]

Nice report of a wonderful first journey!

I found it interesting that the journeyer asked the higher-dimensional-beings, "what do you want? why are you here?"

I also found it interesting that he told the lower-dimensional-being-desiring-a-contract to simply, "go away."

Useful, practical, advice I will remember. Looking forward to my first. Thanks for sharing your experience.

welcome! I've been to some pretty dark places in my mind before on cactus/shrooms. I have learned that if you don't address what you don't understand, it will continue to manifest itself in whatever way it is. Good or Bad.

Strong minds breed strong visions.

Great report. Thanks for sharing! Interesting about the decoration metaphor. My mind relates it to the ritual cleanings so many of us do before journeys. Be well.

I believe that's what I was being told, to cleanse, with the promise that I could come back to re-decorate OR see the parallel progress that's taken place in the "real world" from my choices.