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Invisiblelarry.fisherman
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Shamanic Tools of Inner Creation
    #19174099 - 11/22/13 08:48 AM (10 years, 3 months ago)

A while ago I decided to try Aya, as well as LSA on my week off. Honestly, I did not trip hard on either but it led to a profound and very meaningful night for me. Life changing, actually.

I excitedly opened my mail box that Monday morning to find my long awaited package of confusa and woodrose. Immediately I began the mad science. I used 1L of distilled water for 1oz of confusa. I strickly followed the kiwi extraction found on the scribd site. I was very attentive and tried my best to keep a good atmosphere while I brewed. I found it difficult to keep the brew to simmer. I believe it was my shitty stove, but the distilled water and acidity might have made an issue of it. Next time I use the crock pot like I did with the rue the following day.

Wednesday had arrived and I'm prepared as ever, but perhaps slightly cautious. The trip was planned for around noon so I had no eaten yet that day. When I got ahold of my very late trip buddy he was otherwise engaged. We chilled out and smoked some Js while we waited. Until around 6. I had still not had food, who we will call Dude, Dude had some warm bread and butter to fill the void. He followed the diet for about 3 days, myself perhaps longer than needed as a lot of those foods aren't typical for me. That is with the exception of sex, which Dude is single, and I am not. We got back to my place around 6 where I immediately placed the goods in warm water because I felt heat would aid absorbtion. We down it soon enough, which by the way Syrian rue tea tastes like dirt fermented in an asshole, followed by a nice glass of OJ. I should also mention ginger Gravol was taken about 15 minutes prior to the rue.

Soon after I was noticing a trippy headspace. Sort of floaty. I was happy in this state. With the Acacia warmed up we take our glasses and bring it to the table to sip at, as this is something new. We each downed about a third of our dose, which was fairly large due to my stoves interference, I wasn't sure if I could burn this shit or not. In fact, I assumed I had. Soon after I was feeling euphoric. Rushy almost. And the waves. Oh my fuck. Shroom waves are like a tickle, maybe even a 1 second full body massage. Aya waves are like standing in the water with giant waves washing over you. I was prepared in a sense but i thought it would be that sustained weight of smoked deems. This was so much different, yet right at home. And the tracers. Wow. I have never seen tracers like that in my life. Every thing was a tracer. Like the universe was vibrating. Then my dad showed up.

Normally this would be cool. Ive done shrooms with him a few times and he's very open about his trip history. Back in the day, he used to buy peyote by the pound! For himself! Anyways, he didn't realize how uncomfortable talking that much was making me. It's like it was incredibly unnatural and foreign. My mind couldn't handle it all at once(he was talking excessively) I wasn't really responding because my body was getting ready for lala land. I was so numb and heavy, yet somehow I made it to the bathroom to hurl my complete dose down the bowl. Oddly enough there was something enlightening about that puke. It almost felt good. It's like I was disconnected from the experience of it. I enjoyed it lol. When I returned downstairs the tracers were even more intense. I was waving my arms around in glee and found my hands were producing sparkling white lights. Then my dad started talking again and I ran back upstairs.

Green as grass I stumble with what little equilibrium I have left to the couch. Where the same thing happens moments later. I was always fine until the talking. The last time, I came down looking sickly and Dude decides to peace out. He's getting incredibly weird and I can tell the sickness is hitting him. He lives literally a block away and he was only getting tracers then as well so with his experience, I feel ok letting him journey. I simply say "You do whatever you feel you need to do dude" and off he goes. Once I was alone I laid on the couch in silence. No music as even my beloved Pink Floyd was a source of vomit. In silence I found peace, and fell asleep soon after. I'm still unsure if I tripped or not after that. I remember colours. I don't remember what time I went to bed but I crawled in and had one of the best sleeps of my life. I was a little disappointed, not in the vomit I expected that, but I wanted to go balls to the wall with it. Unknowingly, Aya knew what I needed.

The LSA - Day 2

As soon as I got up I noticed despite my incredible hunger I had never felt to energized and cleansed after a trip. It was a natural high. Really quite spectacular. I immediately went downstairs, prepared a jar and some distilled water for a CWE on my woodrose. I added some good quality peppermint extract for taste, and the hopes it might do some mad science for me. I placed the jar with the pulverized seeds, 11 of them, in the freezer for about an hour or two. The water was already cold but unwanted colder. I continually checked it and swirled it around a bit so it didn't freeze. When it beganto ice slightly on the edges i wrapped it in a hand towel to minimize light, and placed it in the fridge.

Around 2:30 I picked up my girlfriend from work, then I waited a while, as I had eaten two pieces of pizza around 1. Around 4pm I strain my juice in to a regular size water bottle, and dilute the solution with the remainder of a bottle of spring water. I taped the bottle with electrical tape to keep out light as I planned on taking my dose over the course of an hour, in an attempt to extend and test the waters for the new trip. At 4pm exactly I head over to Dude's, sipping away at my concoction down the street. I immediately noticed a sort of brightness to things minutes later. I don't know if it was placebo, but things were looking "trippy headspace" even before I got there. I was pretty interested inseeing how Dudes trip went, i got there in good time. The first thing he said to me was "Holy shit man that stuff is like taking four hits of GOOD acid." He laugh and talk, I guess he was up until 6am tripping sack. He said at one point the room looked like a worm hole and he kept drifting in and out of this reality. He said right before he woke up he was dream tripping that he was trying to flush his pants down to toilet and getting pissed off doing it. He woke up thinking he shat himself.

45 minutes later I notice my brew is gone. The trippy headspace is more noticeable. Things kind of look cool but I wouldn't say trippy. I was enjoying touching stuff and talking. I was talking much more than I thought I would. It flowed naturally, comfortably. Nothing was taboo. I felt like I had no inhibitions. Kind of like I was starting to get drunk with the utmost clarity of mind. Quite wonderful actually. Around 6 his roommate returns, who has three kids. I can't in good conscience feel comfortable tripping around kids, I leave soon after, surprisingly not caring that they had just lit a big oily fatty. The walk home was weird. My legs simply felt odd. In a way like the dmt, lsa tells you to sit the fuck down. I felt maybe a 1 on a scale of nausea for the walk and that's it for the rest of the night.

When I got home I was starting to feel unsocial. I tell my girlfriend I love her and take over the living room for tunes and personal space, while she heads upstairs to watch a few movies. She's such a good girlfriend <3. I had to turn on the Floyd as the previous night made it sound like nails on a chalkboard. I felt bad, like I had betrayed my dark side tat. But oh man did it sound fantastic. Truly wonderous. I had the lights off and a candle lit. I turned on the iTunes visualizer and chilled. Really well, might I add. I felt so amazing. Almost new. My mind was so open and free to think. It's like I was letting myself think things I normally would avoid, but subconsciously already knew. I was getting to know myself, and the world around me, in my own mind. Completely wonderful. At the point I text Dude and tell him how wonderful I feel. The words of Floyd almost took on new meaning. I had always listened, but I guess I never really had. It was beautiful. It all made me think about my life and how good I have it. How much I respect who I am and where I'm headed. For instance on Us and Them, I was feeling incredible feelings and realizations about my upcoming child, the woman I love. Brain Damage made me think about when I fractured my skull as a kid, changing the outcome of my life forever(personality, depression). It was great. I could think all this with complete feeling, admiration, and unobjectively.

Not only that but when I wasn't thinking, I really wasn't thinking. I would not call it blank minded but rather just clear. I was Zen. When I looked at the visualizations I was entranced, enveloped in its essence. I could feel the realness of it. I felt like I was no more real than what I saw. This is where Aya's healing reached out for me. When I thought of the reality of things I noticed a peculiarity. I discovered that the reason my father's talking disrupted me the night before, was because despite the fact that he might be one of my best friends in life, I hardly know him at all. I reassembled my life, carefully cleaning and inspecting every piece. I found I truly am my own person. I am unlike anyone. I am me. Who am I is meaningless to me. I am not my father nor my mother. I am me. In more senses than one. He made me uneased because in many ways he has made me a stranger. What I learned is, the bonds in life you make are only as strong as you forge them, but even the most tempered must be maintained.

I later crawled in to bed and found myself regress. I was childlike, progressively annoying my sleeping girlfriend and giggling like a tard. It was fun lol. I couldnt sleep though. My body was uncomfortable. I know from the drug, but also maybe from so much non movement. I simply laid there and enjoyed my beautiful profound insight. It took me hours upon hours to sleep. When I did I was awoken. Although not visually memorable, my dreams were wicked. The sound was intense. I was there with it, I swear. If I can describe it, in a typical dream you may hear from your minds eye, in these dreams it was in my ears. Odd, and startling. I awoke to the sound of screams, thinking I was needed in danger, waking my girlfriend.

My total LSA experience was close to 12 hours, maybe more. It was profound and incredibly enjoyable. No nausea, but not really what I expected visually, not that I'm disappointed. At all. LSA has found its way upon my tower of power, resting peacefully beside brother Shroom. The only thing I would warn against LSA for you guys, is if you have chronic pain, it will be exasperated in the morning. LSA comes with muscle pains, but I didn't have the common lethargy, which I'm guessing is hit and miss. It's kind of funny. In the beginning all I wanted was LSH, now I couldn't be happier I didn't get what I want. More lessons from mother Aya.


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Re: Shamanic Tools of Inner Creation [Re: larry.fisherman]
    #19174532 - 11/22/13 11:09 AM (10 years, 3 months ago)

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its that bitter-sweet-sour, electric-smooth-twang. everything you ever have, are. or will feel along with every emotion, joy, hate, love, fear or aspiration burning down your nerves and into the fabric of your place in this existence at ten thousand degrees above and below zero will you find yourself wondering if you've been dead or alive this whole time. being born over and over only to die over and over hoping the wheel stops in the same place it started when you spun it, and when it finally does and you can step back and take a nice deep breath you realize how beautiful life is, remember, wake up to the most beautiful day of your life every single day, its just the way.


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