Dug
Rising Star
Hello guys. This is not really a recolection of an experience, but I think it's appropriately posted in this subforum. So please, mates, bear with me here.
I know it's a long shot, but I thought I'd ask anyway;
Well, I've recently noticed something pretty weird. It seems to me that every time I break through to a very specific state, to a very distinct plateau, I get a phunny psycichal feeling on my lips. It's like I've got little pieces of tobacco stuck from a joint on my lips. It's pretty distinct. It's like the feeling you get on your foot when you sit on it for a long time or have it still for a long time.
I'm having a great difficulty describing this. Long story short, every time I wake up to this state - and I intentionally say "wake up"-, one of the first things I notice is this feeling like little pieces stuck on my lips. I am usually weirded out, so I touch my lips trying to feel if anything is on them indeed, but nothing never is. It's just a psycical feeling.
Then, after I touch my lips and see that there's nothing on them, I always remembered that I did the exact same thing the last time.
Now, folks, you know how these tryptamine induced states are like: they're slipping through your fingers the minute you gat a grip on reality. Like a dream. This is why it's taken me so long to realize this. I remembered it once, twice, I don't know how many times, but at some point it stayed with me afterwards.
When I say "a very specific state", I mean a state of consciousness very distinct to me. It's the place where I come to realize my higher self. It's really shamanic. It's the state where I remember recollective memmories seemingly thousants of years old, where I remember being in the same state countless times before. I see bizare things in these states. Dudes wearing gold stuff on their faces, jewels of mayan craftmanship, weird biomachines with golden outter covers and coloured light threads swirling inside them looking at me, focusing their attention on my focused attention on them. Voices are heard singing hymns of incomprehensible beauty, and every time I get the feeling that I am there, to this place where time has no significance any more, and everything is possible.
And the first thing I always notice, is this funny feeling on my lips. It's like an indication now, when I feel this I know I'm nearing this dimention.
Once again, I know it's a long shot. But has anyone had any experience like that before?
Take care friends.
~A wasted, rambling Dug.
I know it's a long shot, but I thought I'd ask anyway;
Well, I've recently noticed something pretty weird. It seems to me that every time I break through to a very specific state, to a very distinct plateau, I get a phunny psycichal feeling on my lips. It's like I've got little pieces of tobacco stuck from a joint on my lips. It's pretty distinct. It's like the feeling you get on your foot when you sit on it for a long time or have it still for a long time.
I'm having a great difficulty describing this. Long story short, every time I wake up to this state - and I intentionally say "wake up"-, one of the first things I notice is this feeling like little pieces stuck on my lips. I am usually weirded out, so I touch my lips trying to feel if anything is on them indeed, but nothing never is. It's just a psycical feeling.
Then, after I touch my lips and see that there's nothing on them, I always remembered that I did the exact same thing the last time.
Now, folks, you know how these tryptamine induced states are like: they're slipping through your fingers the minute you gat a grip on reality. Like a dream. This is why it's taken me so long to realize this. I remembered it once, twice, I don't know how many times, but at some point it stayed with me afterwards.
When I say "a very specific state", I mean a state of consciousness very distinct to me. It's the place where I come to realize my higher self. It's really shamanic. It's the state where I remember recollective memmories seemingly thousants of years old, where I remember being in the same state countless times before. I see bizare things in these states. Dudes wearing gold stuff on their faces, jewels of mayan craftmanship, weird biomachines with golden outter covers and coloured light threads swirling inside them looking at me, focusing their attention on my focused attention on them. Voices are heard singing hymns of incomprehensible beauty, and every time I get the feeling that I am there, to this place where time has no significance any more, and everything is possible.
And the first thing I always notice, is this funny feeling on my lips. It's like an indication now, when I feel this I know I'm nearing this dimention.
Once again, I know it's a long shot. But has anyone had any experience like that before?
Take care friends.
~A wasted, rambling Dug.
