maxzar100
Earth Child
Today, I made an chalihausca, 3g of syrian rue, water extracted, 3g of chaliponga and 3g of Acacia Baileyana (THH)
I decided to drive down to the beach, with my dog, it was only a minuet drive, and I had just drank the brew, so I decided to go for it. When I got to the beach I drank the chali and baileyana brew. The rue was just starting to kick in, I went and sat in the mother tree, that is what I call it. The familiar maoi euphoria begins. I spend about 45 minuets drawing in the sand, in the shade. Soon, I notice that the sand seems to be vibrating a little bit, And start to feel a lot more euphoric, as well as slightly nauseous.
As I get up, and begin to walk, familiar patterns begin to form in the sand, and closed eyed visuals are also apparent. The footprints in the sand, seem to form thousands of shapes, as well as the trail of someone riding a bike on the sand. The people, good as they were, begun to seem insignificant compared to the vastness of the sea. The waves came in at odd intervals, as if the sea was trying to say, yes I have variability too, I too, am alive. I stare at the sea for about 45 minuets, the patterns are getting stronger, the sun, shines rays over the water, each ray, is alive, brimming with energy. As the rays of light hit me, I feel as though something is trying to communicate with me, this perhaps was when the peak started.
Suddenly, starring out twords the ocean, the water began to foam, and contort, sounds coming from the shore, the ocean was speaking in tounges, I do not know what it was trying to tell me, but it was deffintly telling me something. I lift up a shell, a clam shell perhaps? I begin to visualize the life of the clam, from when it was born, to when it dwelled in the sand, and to its death by seagull. I felt a sense of deep sorrow. I sat down and thought, why is such an insignificant being effecting me so much? At once the ocean seemed angry again. This time I could make out what it was trying to say. "It told me, do not take the spirit of any living thing lightly. All of my creatures are sacred to me, as your familiars are to you. Life is the same worth in all creatures. I have given you food shelter, and water, do not forsake me so."
Then the shell crumbled in my hand. I ran from the sea, and sat back down near that mother tree I was talking about. The mother tree is in one of the pictures I will post with this.
The patterns were still very strong, all the people on the beach were gone, except my dog, he was still there. I sat down and stared at the sea. The sun was beginning to set, and it was quite a gorgeous sight. My dog sat next to me, also looking at the sun, He looked at me for a bit, as if he was saying that he knew too, he knew the power of the sea. It is alive, the air, the shells, the sand, it is all alive.
I decided I was able to drive, the patterns were starting to calm a bit, And my vision seemed about 80 percent or so. I drove home, and sat on my balcony and watched the end of the sunset. I have never felt so much euphoria during an aya like trip. I still feel really good, and surprisingly, no bad rue effects.
I plan to do many more aya trips on the beach, except maybe next time make it an all day ordeal, so I do not need to drive while under the effects of the dmt.
I encourage you all to also use dmt on beaches, low doses if you don't feel comfortable, or safe. It is an experience very much unique to the sea. Perhaps it is because there is so much life in the ocean, that there was so much more spiritual energy that came to me.
Respect the sea,
maxzar
I decided to drive down to the beach, with my dog, it was only a minuet drive, and I had just drank the brew, so I decided to go for it. When I got to the beach I drank the chali and baileyana brew. The rue was just starting to kick in, I went and sat in the mother tree, that is what I call it. The familiar maoi euphoria begins. I spend about 45 minuets drawing in the sand, in the shade. Soon, I notice that the sand seems to be vibrating a little bit, And start to feel a lot more euphoric, as well as slightly nauseous.
As I get up, and begin to walk, familiar patterns begin to form in the sand, and closed eyed visuals are also apparent. The footprints in the sand, seem to form thousands of shapes, as well as the trail of someone riding a bike on the sand. The people, good as they were, begun to seem insignificant compared to the vastness of the sea. The waves came in at odd intervals, as if the sea was trying to say, yes I have variability too, I too, am alive. I stare at the sea for about 45 minuets, the patterns are getting stronger, the sun, shines rays over the water, each ray, is alive, brimming with energy. As the rays of light hit me, I feel as though something is trying to communicate with me, this perhaps was when the peak started.
Suddenly, starring out twords the ocean, the water began to foam, and contort, sounds coming from the shore, the ocean was speaking in tounges, I do not know what it was trying to tell me, but it was deffintly telling me something. I lift up a shell, a clam shell perhaps? I begin to visualize the life of the clam, from when it was born, to when it dwelled in the sand, and to its death by seagull. I felt a sense of deep sorrow. I sat down and thought, why is such an insignificant being effecting me so much? At once the ocean seemed angry again. This time I could make out what it was trying to say. "It told me, do not take the spirit of any living thing lightly. All of my creatures are sacred to me, as your familiars are to you. Life is the same worth in all creatures. I have given you food shelter, and water, do not forsake me so."
Then the shell crumbled in my hand. I ran from the sea, and sat back down near that mother tree I was talking about. The mother tree is in one of the pictures I will post with this.
The patterns were still very strong, all the people on the beach were gone, except my dog, he was still there. I sat down and stared at the sea. The sun was beginning to set, and it was quite a gorgeous sight. My dog sat next to me, also looking at the sun, He looked at me for a bit, as if he was saying that he knew too, he knew the power of the sea. It is alive, the air, the shells, the sand, it is all alive.
I decided I was able to drive, the patterns were starting to calm a bit, And my vision seemed about 80 percent or so. I drove home, and sat on my balcony and watched the end of the sunset. I have never felt so much euphoria during an aya like trip. I still feel really good, and surprisingly, no bad rue effects.
I plan to do many more aya trips on the beach, except maybe next time make it an all day ordeal, so I do not need to drive while under the effects of the dmt.
I encourage you all to also use dmt on beaches, low doses if you don't feel comfortable, or safe. It is an experience very much unique to the sea. Perhaps it is because there is so much life in the ocean, that there was so much more spiritual energy that came to me.
Respect the sea,
maxzar
thank you for sharing
