This is, of necessity, going to be long story. Despite the care employed in choosing words, this description will never do justice to the experience. This is but a fraction (although the most memorable) of the visions experienced last night.
After a week of near vegetarian dieting (new for me) I consumed 2.25G of encapsulated powdered cubensis on a virtually empty stomach at 7:15 pm in the privacy of my own home. My wife of nearly 23 years was home, however she has no knowledge whatsoever of my periodic sacramental mushroom use, disguised as it is by the culture and growth in our home of several edible mushroom varieties.
At T + 45 minutes came the now-familiar adrenergic effects, and I found myself clenching teeth, yawning, and experiencing what I heretofore had attributed to fear or anxiety. I now understand that this is an inseparable part of the psilocybin experience, heralding the metabolism of psilocybin to psilocin in the liver, and its passage across the blood brain barrier. With this knowledge, I relaxed into this side-effect better than I had in the past.
To get right to the amazing part, I'll fast forward to T + 2.5 hours, when I retired to our cave-dark bedroom. I lay on my back for approximately 15 minutes, and little in the way of memorable visions occurred. At this point in time, I was joined by my wife, and we lay, as is our custom, in a tightleft-side down "spoon" position. My right arm passed over her waist and, positioned between mattress and her body, cuped her left breast. If there were light enough to see, I would be staring into the back of her head, but eyes open or closed all that could be appreciated was near complete darkness.
It was then that the "blackboard of my mind" fragmented and filled with approximately 60 - 80 three-and-four sided puzzle pieces each containing their own, unique thin lined patterns of indescribably radiant, neon colored lines. Some were fractal-like, others vortexes, still others, were simply FILLED with tight concentric rings of color. The most fabulous aspect of these puzzle pieces was that in a random way, about four of them per second would either fold over (as if they were hinged) atop another piece, revealing it's back side, or WINK like an eye, each time revealing a wholly different pattern! There seemed to be no end to the variety! I thought then, as now, this was perhaps the most beautiful sight I had ever beheld in my life.
I lay in absolute rapture and astonishment. What was more, my mind was utterly clear. I could add, subtract multiply, and divide. I tested my knowledge and recollection of people and places and found it entirely unimpaired. What happened next was even more amazing.
I experienced a tiny reflux of sour mushroom taste, accompanied by a wave of dizziness and slight nausea. This caused an involuntary shudder which was transmitted to my wife's left breast, which, as it happens, is one of several highly erogenous zones for her. In my state, I was not feeling sexual in any way, however, this shudder and inadvertent jiggle of her breast caused her to make an ever-so-slight rearwards pelvic press, a subtle invitation to initiate a sexual advance. I doubted I could comply, however, I also noted a feeling of extreme empathy, and I began a light sensual touching intending at first only to share with her some of the pleasure I was feeling through the warmth of physical contact. Quite to my surprise, and without me intending it, this eventually ended up in a full-blown sexual encounter. My fractal puzzle vision was now lost, as my focus shifted to the unfolding escalating act of love-making.
What happened next was utterly without precedent. My wife was atop and astride me in near-total darkness. Since the start, we had uttered not a single word. Only the barest of outline of her body could be perceived, but no features. As we climaxed together (as will sometimes happen) a creamy white glow began to grow from the precise spot I knew her breastbone to be, due to the placement of my hands, each of which held one of her breasts. It grew in the exact manner of an old television being shut off, but in reverse. When it reached the apparent size of a golf ball, it suddenly expanded outward between my outstretched arms, directly towards my face as a three dimensional tunnel filled with concentric brightly colored circles - like looking down from above into the vortex of a tornado which had just swallowed a vat of liquified crayons. It seemed to stretch and strain to extend itself to halfway from her breast to my face, and then suddenly, as if a slinky had been stretched to its limit, the end adherent to her breastbone let loose, the three dimensions collapsed into two, and as the bottom depths came even with the top, the entire structure departed this universe and my sight. The sudden restoration of darkness was as dramatic as if it had exploded into a million pieces.
My wife, spent, was bent down close to my left ear, her breath slowly recovering. My eyes were open, looking past her left ear into the darkness of the ceiling. The third, and final vision, altogether different, but no less wondrous appeared almost immediately. Before my eyes appeared a classic Roman building, complete with columns of bright white marble. One of the columns manifested a strange, pot-bellied distortion which created a fish-bowl shaped outward bowing. The invisibility of the cause meant that the edges of distortion could only be defined by the cessation of the phenomena. This gave the appearance that there existed, between the column and my line of sight, an invisible Einsteinian gravitational lensing. I found that if I made a gentle mental request, I could pan the lensing phenomena and distortion across the column. Within the distortion appeared a chrysanthemum type flower of many, many petals, which were actually comprised solely of a myriad of female human breasts instead of flower petals. As my wife broke physical contact and took her place by my side, this vision, too, faded from sight, but not memory.
Laying in the dark and in the silence that followed, I mentally repeated the only words that seemed appropriate to say to the molecules that made this night possible. Thank you, thank you, thank you...thank you, thank you, thank you. N.B.
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