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Where the drywall ends

The_Embalmer

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Set and setting: August 23rd roughly 8pm

dosage: 🤷

The report:

It's been awhile since I've gotten around to being able to have a session. There is always some sort of interruption happening. It's hard to find peace and quiet staying on the living room floor of a house full of drunk punks. I have been very grateful that they have been letting me stay here while I get back on my feet but it is certainly a chaotic place.

However a rare opportunity has presented itself in which I will be watching the house for the next month while the people who have been allowing me to stay here go on vacation. So I guess I'm going to document the experiences that happen over the next month here as Im about to be utilizing the space to get into some deeper territory which I haven't been able to do for some time now. I don't really know where this journey will go but I have 0 expectations and no set schedule around it.

Anyway so I made a blend of smoking herbs that was skullcap, mullein, blue lotus, and damania that I got from my local tea herb store that is my nirvana in this absolutely chaotic city. I had smudged the house and started throwing on tibetan bowls for background noise as I got into the space. Making sure to pay attention to my breath as I covered every corner of the house. I then began to swirl and encircle myself in the white sage smoke taking deep breaths from my stomach as I do so. I then place the white sage in my abalone shell, then light a palasanto stick and begin doing my stretches. I always like to do my stretches before smoalking. After about 20-30 minutes of breathing and stretching I put on some sandalwood incense and begin to grind the blue lotus pedals and mix the herbs. As I mix the herbs I begin to set my intent. Once the herbs have been mixed thoroughly I then sandwich my DMT between the herbs using cannabis as a screen. I say my last invocation and begin smoalking.


With each inhale the mudding for the drywall began to lose its structure beginning to morph and stretch quickly going from its original grid like layout to something of a kite festival made of thick lace while the digital break of audio from this reality gave way behind me (always sounds like it's glitching or something) I remember telling myself to go a little further for this one and pushed myself to keep smoking and took one more giant inhale and held it. Seeing little shadow figures on the outskirts of my recliner moving their head from side to side as they try to distract me and pull me out of the space I ignore them and begin to open my mouth.


As the ribbons swirling like the highway interstates of a Midwestern city gave way i felt a giant surge of energy break through from behind and begin to fill my mouth and press down into my throat into my whole being. This kind of freaked me out for a second but was greeted with the familiar alien like sounds of my friends I refer to as "the spirit chiropractors." They will visit me from time to time on these experiences and it's always off-putting because the space is very much like an abduction sequence by them and it's always pretty random as to what they will work on (had them operating on the back of my head once while showing me a box that contained all my dreams in one little cloud) but it's always the sounds that are a giveaway combined with the work being done on me. Why I call them the chiropractors is it's my only way to describe how I feel after visiting them. They always work on something and when I leave the trip the following days the area they will have worked on will be sore much like visiting a chiropractor and oddly enough the ailment in the said area will have improved whether it be emotional or physical. I've still got no way to explain this except just remembering the mystery is a gift and to be grateful.

So while I'm essentially being deep throated by these 4th dimensional ET's one of them began to show concern toward the left side of my face and began to highlight where I have an ear infection right now. They do some work that ends up making me vibrate for a second like I am that game of operation and they are hitting the metal parts with tweezers but instead of pain it usually feels good and like they have me under some sort of anesthesia.


I begin to giggle in my recliner as the magnitude of this is just settling in and I am so grateful to be visited again as it has been awhile and just let them go to work.


As they did the ribbons gave way to all sorts of stuff I had a hard time keeping focus of. I remember seeing the computer network framing of existence drizzle out from eternity with its jewel encrusted vase like webbed appearances creating momentary dial up noises as i ride its binary waves into the conveyor belt land. Seeing hot dogs being created by men in hats with red and white striped shirts, random animation sequences that was both disturbing and pleasing to witness. Micro cellular robotic organisms floating in the foreground of the experience much like the cells we see in our eyes when looking at the sky, doing their own geometric impossible dances.

Then seeing a single bike randomly in all of this was like a record scratch moment in a film where the entire vibe is drawn to a halt and my first thought was "I must not be tripping anymore if I'm seeing this bike?" Which immediately made me laugh because I had reached a place where I was so gone that seeing this bike be completely normal in this space shocked me and then trying to double check if I was still tripping by checking the entire landscape around it was even more hilarious to me because first of all there was no bike and second of all I was not in my living room at all a this point.


All the while continuing to travel on through this imagery I noticed the experience was lasting quite a bit longer than usual. As I began to become aware of this the ribbons were beginning to recede back into the ceiling where they had one last encircling of one another to reveal a nice giant cartoon middle finger as it closed up the last of its crysthanthumic undulating tendrils and left me with a tear in my eye.


I sat there for a minute and then just began to laugh some more and just said "thank you!!!" While breaking down into full tears and continuing to say thank you.


I then smoked some weed and put on home movies and then ate a disgusting amount of yogurt and fell asleep. I probably got some of the best sleep I've gotten in awhile to be honest.





Alright well there is my most recent report. I never weigh my doses which I know is dumb I just don't have access to a scale at the moment
 
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Very interesting account! Have you noticed any improvement on your ear infection since the journey?

Also,
I then smoked some weed and put on home movies and then ate a disgusting amount of yogurt and fell asleep.
That gave me a good chuckle. As a Bulgarian, I'm very well acquainted with eating disgusting amounts of yogurt. :LOL:

Thanks for sharing, and fingers crossed the winds of fortune blow your way soon and you get your living situation improved!
 
Probably halfway through the infection as I've not been really keeping track, and no I wasn't taking any medications or doing any procedures just eating raw garlic, which is a trick from the road I learned for treating various ailments and don't know how credible it's healing properties are but it's gotten rid of some nasty sicknesses ive had before.


However the following morning after the experience I felt major relief from bulk of the symptoms with all of the symptoms pretty much completely subsiding by today.
 
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