Night time. Beach near Cairo. Perfect weather. Right company. 2.5g each of dried mexican. Scary naturally occurring CEVs although I wasn't scared. I just watched. I remember a skeleton melting as if it was on fire, suffering. I just saw that for a few seconds when I first started the trip, and it never came out again. In that very same environment, something kept coming, these beings made of 2 claw-shaped heads as if they were attacking me. Still didnt scare me. I just watched, and opened my eyes whenever I wanted it to stop, but I kept going back because it was fun and interesting to watch. I was trying to make sense out of it. Is this my inner mental state right now and that is how it was reflecting itself? Overall, my CEVs seemed evil and had an attacking aggressive attitude towards me every time i closed my eyes. Or maybe because it was my first night experience. Or maybe I would've still seen em had it been day. I don't know. CEVs aside, and the usual awe-inspiring-jaw-dropping appreciation of everything, i saw patterns in the sky, perfectly geometric patterns in the sky connecting all the stars. They weren't too sharp, just faint patterns connecting all these dots. I wonder if these perfect patterns actually do connect these dots and whether or not they actually exist. Maybe they do. Maybe something related to the fractal theories, ratios, flower of life shit, etc. A lot seemed to happen in what we surprisingly realised was only a 3 hour period. My theory is that the reason time seems to stop is because the brain's thinking ability quadruples and therefore more happens in the mind while on shrooms and that is why we get the false feeling that more hours have passed than what actually happens. but then again, time is man made and is relative and therefore this time talk is a whole other story that is making me feel restless right now since i'm coming down and i just wanted to jot these minor thoughts (they seemed way less when i started) so i'll just shut up now. I had trouble breathing though, and yawned endlessly. That pretty much sums it up.
-------------------- For years on end I have been sitting here, impatiently awaiting potency: some explosive revelatory surge that will carry me away and permit no looking back. But this moment of deliverance has not arrived, and I have done nothing to hasten it. Perhaps it doesn’t matter. Perhaps I wasn’t meant to do anything. In which case, I have succeeded admirably.
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