Sorry, clearer headed now. measured out 20-25 milligrams, pipe probably still had a bit left in it from last time. killed all lights, late afternoon rainy, played icaros on headset lying on table. Was nervous so put a LOT of ritual into it, treating it like it was an ayahuasca trip, with sacred tobacco, smudging, one candle, meditating a bit, pouring love and respect at the gvg, etc. Only managed one long steady hit, saw the white smoke this time, felt a bit in the lungs, no taste, no smell, completed single long hit but not before effects began, set pipe down, held it in for 5-10 seconds, knew i wouldnt be able to take a second or third. As I said before was much calmer and nicer than before, not pushy or forceful or loud; more patient. My thoughts were in the background as a narrative, the woman singing the shipibo icaro echoed clearly inside the big room in my head, and my thoughts behind that with a commentary; hmmm. wow. cool. thats like nothing I described online. I had no idea what I was talking about. Oh look. now its changed, looks like diagrams or schematics of some sort. well...now...that looks like a machine of some sort... and so on. I dont really get euphoria with this stuff, a sort of heavy calm, nor do I understand why people think its spiritual. I think its very technological myself. Its neat, although the part where youre still partly under and think youve been addressing somebody behind it all is a bit psychotic. It shows the kind of influence others reiteration of the whole alien thing penetrates to structure the experience...
