I had an experience last night and I must share it before it becomes only memory, clouded by my MJ smoking, I was unprepared for the experience and ended up begging for mercy and an antidote, subconsciously I wanted to experience multiple splitting of the ego because I have been reading up alot especially Tim Leary and All Castaneda books, this, to me sounded like a challenge, I was wrong; let me set you in the setting.
I live with my bro and we trip about every 2 weeks, we dont do hard drugs and try to live a good life with as least problems as any. So last night I rifled through my recent crop of fresh boomers to pick a dose, I had 248gms in all and weighed out around 45g for me and 20g for my brother, he has his in tea that I made, I went the traditional route (eaten) with 500mg of St John's Wort half hour before.
Put on some ambient music, Tao by Deeper in Zen and hit up some smoke. This was around 7:30pm - I expected it to end by about 10:30 WRONG!
We put on some TV and looked at how funny people were and generally had a laugh we were watching some prison reality show, odd dudes sitting in a room talking to a camera; diary fashion this was on from 10:00 till 11:00; I thought my trip was levelling out.
We channel surfed for about half hour and came across another show about jail, it was inside some of the most maximum security and was gobstopping, the violence some of those men had, they seemed to me like pure violence, pure hate and unpredicatble wrath, then it hit me BANG!
My memory is vague but i'll try in chronological order;
I saw that these prisoners who they had to mask with a hood, shackle and restrain had the will to penetrate any mind and share with you what makes them so violent volatile; thereby infecting you with their knowledge, i felt that the tv had unlocked something very scary and I kept asking my bro if he was all right because I swore that he experienced what I just did, it felt like I had knowledge more powerful than an atomic weapon and more volatile uncontrollable split second conceptualizing that by just being near such a dangerous person warranted the prison officers using the force they did to manage these people, then I thought why they were'nt here, managing me, i feared for my brother's safety.
All the while he was telling me it was just shrooms, i kept reaffirming that i was in 2008, i live in my city, in a house and this is a room, the room has a floor and the more i tried to put order the relief i got, then the slipping would come back and i returned to the plane of pure energy that was mine that i absolutley did not want!
I needed a piss real bad, made my way to the bathroom and again i left my mind, i came to on the floor with my brother in my face telling me to stay with him, man did he look weird, i felt incredible emotional reverence for him because he worked hard to help me come back to my personality which i so badly wanted.
This whole episode lasted about 45 minutes and then i experienced the most uncanny thing, i was able to tell when reality was clicking back in and parts of me and how i see the world was falling back into place, as if my system was being reordered, i was happy. I remember being a pussy and saying "I want my Mum" - I'm 31 y/o w kids of my own.....
I think this was a M4-5 trip, though I did pass out or yet lost control cos i was still 'there' riding it - and it was flipping scary., I just wish I remembered some of the stuff I read on removing fear and anticipation in the book of the dead... There's always next time.
Go easy shroomerites!
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Knowing Truth, thy heart no more
Will ache with error, for the Truth shall show
All things subdued to thee, as thou to Me.
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^^This is how you cross a road^^
Edited by hoodbran (09/05/08 11:36 AM)
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