ghostman
Rising Star
It's been 2 months since I started experimenting with extracting and smoking the spice. The journeys have been very interesting indeed.
I started off with minuscule amounts that had massive effects, and I've had massive amounts that have done nothing. From the very beginning there has been a presence, beings, another intelligence, observing, leading, enticing and lulling me in. There have been several different beings, but the main one here is a female, robotic, digital and organic mantis.
It started with a blue machine. The blue machine was made of tunnels and it was fractal by nature. I could zoom in to its working parts only to find more intricate working parts and tunnels. I could also zoom out. I could traverse the vast and infinitely folding/unfolding machine without end.
Then came the jester. At first he blocked a white square portal.
Then came the female figure that appeared out of the liquid crystal curtain that appeared before me. She was beckoning me in, gesturing for me to follow.
The came the jester again, on a big trip. He mocked me, laughing at me when I tried to close me eyes or turn my head away from the intense blue mandala fractal machine. He laughed because I thought I could control the trip. Immediately after coming down from this, I went back in. I found myself in an engine room with a huge robotic mantis. She was pulsating back and forth along the length of the room. She was without feeling, cold and malevolent. She froze and immobilized me and she proceeded to rape my soul and my mind. There was even something sexual about it as my body felt something similar to what one feels like on Ecstasy.
As a reward for being molested this way I was presented with an oscillating orb of light. I could change the shape of this orb by humming at various pitches. It also changed colour. This was an open-eyed experience, this ball of buzzing light appeared before me. This trip left my crying, but out of joy for some reason.
Then I had a couple of trips into a techno garden. It was something like being inside a digital liquid pinball machine. I would be bounced around from one object and surface to another. If lost concentration, femanoid serpent would peel out of the surface and persuade me to get back in line. This tecno garden had quantum ducts that I would get pushed through. The garden is of a constantly shifting nature and folds/unfolds on itself.
Then my trips went all wrong. They went from candyland, playful and Kandinsyesque to dark, jungly and burtonesque. The darker atmosphere was earthy and musty, dark and viney. I had one trip where it all went black, pitch black as if had been drowned in oil and snuffed out. There were two black glass beings contemplating my presence. It was not so good.
Then the spice stopped working. It really felt as though the wheels were wonky. Do you remember when you used to listen to music on tapes and the tapes would get chewed up? It was like that, the experience would get chewed up. I had one trip on 50mg that did next to nothing. It delivered some kind of message to me that my spice was dirty.
I became very despondent about the whole spice thing and felt like giving it up until who knows when. I had enough of it and it was not being very nice to me. I was clearly in the wrong state of mind and spirit for it.
I had different batches from different teks (AB, STB) and I decided to mix them all up (about 300mg) and clean it all in solvent, precip and re-x-talize. I did this and ended up with a much cleaner looking, light yellow xtaline powder that looked like icing.
I decided to test this new, cleaner product and smoked 30mg of this and... BLAM!
Last Monday I got what I was looking for. I was instantly take to an endless landscape of psychedelic quantum toffee. I met the robotic mantis goddess who was guiding me through this liquid pinball machine, all the while 'reprogramming' me but at the same time protecting me, this time there was some emotion, if not love, albeit slightly malevolent. I had a probe in my left ear and a probe in my right eye, although these did not hurt me. By the way, I am deaf in my right ear, but when on DMT I hear perfectly well with it.
While I was being programmed I felt poking on my legs. I nearly shit myself and was afraid to open my eyes for fear of what might actually be in front of me, crossed over from another dimension (don't worry, I'm not insane yet). It was saying, 'ah, you think that's weird, check this out' then it would prod another sequence out on my leg.
All of this in unison with the oscillations of the liquid soup that was math-rocking all around me. It was trying to open my eye, the one that felt as if it had a probe in it. I was resisting and it was a little freaky to say the least. When I came back down to baseline, the being followed me and turned into a baby of sorts, a placenta type of membrane separated us. A huge pink alien baby was swishing around the womb in front of me, pining for my company.
We were both sad to leave, she had showed me so much in return for probing the inner workings of my brain machine. I was left feeling exhilarated and laughing. I opened my eyes only to see that the poking was the bloody cat who was sitting on my lap. His moving around on me became fully integrated into the experience.
The after visuals were amazing, I sat for another 15 minutes just soaking up the warmth of the experience and the amazing visuals. All in all this lasted about 20 minutes.
I have had no desire to journey again after this breakthrough. I finally found what I was looking for as far as intensity is concerned. I feel satiated.
Peace.
I started off with minuscule amounts that had massive effects, and I've had massive amounts that have done nothing. From the very beginning there has been a presence, beings, another intelligence, observing, leading, enticing and lulling me in. There have been several different beings, but the main one here is a female, robotic, digital and organic mantis.
It started with a blue machine. The blue machine was made of tunnels and it was fractal by nature. I could zoom in to its working parts only to find more intricate working parts and tunnels. I could also zoom out. I could traverse the vast and infinitely folding/unfolding machine without end.
Then came the jester. At first he blocked a white square portal.
Then came the female figure that appeared out of the liquid crystal curtain that appeared before me. She was beckoning me in, gesturing for me to follow.
The came the jester again, on a big trip. He mocked me, laughing at me when I tried to close me eyes or turn my head away from the intense blue mandala fractal machine. He laughed because I thought I could control the trip. Immediately after coming down from this, I went back in. I found myself in an engine room with a huge robotic mantis. She was pulsating back and forth along the length of the room. She was without feeling, cold and malevolent. She froze and immobilized me and she proceeded to rape my soul and my mind. There was even something sexual about it as my body felt something similar to what one feels like on Ecstasy.
As a reward for being molested this way I was presented with an oscillating orb of light. I could change the shape of this orb by humming at various pitches. It also changed colour. This was an open-eyed experience, this ball of buzzing light appeared before me. This trip left my crying, but out of joy for some reason.
Then I had a couple of trips into a techno garden. It was something like being inside a digital liquid pinball machine. I would be bounced around from one object and surface to another. If lost concentration, femanoid serpent would peel out of the surface and persuade me to get back in line. This tecno garden had quantum ducts that I would get pushed through. The garden is of a constantly shifting nature and folds/unfolds on itself.
Then my trips went all wrong. They went from candyland, playful and Kandinsyesque to dark, jungly and burtonesque. The darker atmosphere was earthy and musty, dark and viney. I had one trip where it all went black, pitch black as if had been drowned in oil and snuffed out. There were two black glass beings contemplating my presence. It was not so good.
Then the spice stopped working. It really felt as though the wheels were wonky. Do you remember when you used to listen to music on tapes and the tapes would get chewed up? It was like that, the experience would get chewed up. I had one trip on 50mg that did next to nothing. It delivered some kind of message to me that my spice was dirty.
I became very despondent about the whole spice thing and felt like giving it up until who knows when. I had enough of it and it was not being very nice to me. I was clearly in the wrong state of mind and spirit for it.
I had different batches from different teks (AB, STB) and I decided to mix them all up (about 300mg) and clean it all in solvent, precip and re-x-talize. I did this and ended up with a much cleaner looking, light yellow xtaline powder that looked like icing.
I decided to test this new, cleaner product and smoked 30mg of this and... BLAM!
Last Monday I got what I was looking for. I was instantly take to an endless landscape of psychedelic quantum toffee. I met the robotic mantis goddess who was guiding me through this liquid pinball machine, all the while 'reprogramming' me but at the same time protecting me, this time there was some emotion, if not love, albeit slightly malevolent. I had a probe in my left ear and a probe in my right eye, although these did not hurt me. By the way, I am deaf in my right ear, but when on DMT I hear perfectly well with it.
While I was being programmed I felt poking on my legs. I nearly shit myself and was afraid to open my eyes for fear of what might actually be in front of me, crossed over from another dimension (don't worry, I'm not insane yet). It was saying, 'ah, you think that's weird, check this out' then it would prod another sequence out on my leg.
All of this in unison with the oscillations of the liquid soup that was math-rocking all around me. It was trying to open my eye, the one that felt as if it had a probe in it. I was resisting and it was a little freaky to say the least. When I came back down to baseline, the being followed me and turned into a baby of sorts, a placenta type of membrane separated us. A huge pink alien baby was swishing around the womb in front of me, pining for my company.
We were both sad to leave, she had showed me so much in return for probing the inner workings of my brain machine. I was left feeling exhilarated and laughing. I opened my eyes only to see that the poking was the bloody cat who was sitting on my lap. His moving around on me became fully integrated into the experience.
The after visuals were amazing, I sat for another 15 minutes just soaking up the warmth of the experience and the amazing visuals. All in all this lasted about 20 minutes.
I have had no desire to journey again after this breakthrough. I finally found what I was looking for as far as intensity is concerned. I feel satiated.
Peace.
