Tonight I smoked six consecutive changa breakthroughs...
My childhood friend, visiting from out of the country, plucked the most exquisite guitar music...
I was transported between gorgeous, pastoral nature scenes... I became the blossom of a flower, opening to the warmth of the sun...
I had the distinct impression that Ms. Manic Minxx is just an identity I created for myself, I am here, acting, playing. I am not my shoes, I am not my actions, I am not my thoughts, I am not my emotions--and I am NOT my identity? Are you your identity? Have you identified with the person and the story you created in this lifetime? Or can you realize that you are something more? The same spectacular force that created this spectacular person will create again when this three-dimensional exploratory "meat car" is no more. But what an amazing tool!
Changa invites the most incredible body states. My heart opened completely and glowed a hot white. The center of my forehead itched profusely and it was glowing. I grew hot, flexible, completely enrapt.
I floated between orgasmic body consciousness, waves of beautiful music, and visions of an immaculate countryside.
I prayed to be connected to the circle of life, supported and nourished in a conscious cycle of giving and receiving freely.
Changa is miraculous and lovely.
My childhood friend, visiting from out of the country, plucked the most exquisite guitar music...
I was transported between gorgeous, pastoral nature scenes... I became the blossom of a flower, opening to the warmth of the sun...
I had the distinct impression that Ms. Manic Minxx is just an identity I created for myself, I am here, acting, playing. I am not my shoes, I am not my actions, I am not my thoughts, I am not my emotions--and I am NOT my identity? Are you your identity? Have you identified with the person and the story you created in this lifetime? Or can you realize that you are something more? The same spectacular force that created this spectacular person will create again when this three-dimensional exploratory "meat car" is no more. But what an amazing tool!
Changa invites the most incredible body states. My heart opened completely and glowed a hot white. The center of my forehead itched profusely and it was glowing. I grew hot, flexible, completely enrapt.
I floated between orgasmic body consciousness, waves of beautiful music, and visions of an immaculate countryside.
I prayed to be connected to the circle of life, supported and nourished in a conscious cycle of giving and receiving freely.
Changa is miraculous and lovely.