Myself and my woman decided to take a little walk in the forest. It's warmer than normal for this time of year. We walked along the river until we found a good spot.

Unmeasured doses of jimjam were placed unto a couple of chore boy balls. Lighting the torch I began to inhale slowly.....felt it coming on, closed my eyes. I'm seeing this big orange flat thing, kinda yellow lines going through it. Not too exciting. It slowly flips over, revealing that on another on of it's side it is more yellow. Big broad flat sides....have I hit a wall? Almost like a hand, flattened out in the gesture of STOP.


I'm afraid that my access is barred for some reason. I've never felt so fully immersed into hyperspace, yet confronted with such a boring vision.


Now, on the other side of the river there was some ice on the cliffside. Just as I'm hitting this wall I hear it--


crr-rr--rrrashhhh!!! Avalanche. Landslide. I open my eyes, my trip interuppted.

Do understand that the Wall/STOP hand happened at JUST the same time as that mini avalanche. Perfect Timing. Beautiful. After this, the visions became much more interesting. Flowing, spiraling, winding about sinuously. Mostly open eyes, though I closed 'em perhaps on occassion.

"We are everywhere and everything, all the time, even in you too"

(best I can remember, best I can translate)

Life. I feel like I understand it in a new way that I wont try to explain too greatly. Everything, alive, struggling, painful, each thing ekking it's little spot, defending it if need be, everything needing nutrient, needing whatever it needs...I cry painfully (tears flow again now as I try to recount the knowledge. I laughed too and giggled as well.



I won't try too hard to convey the rest. It was for me.

As the visionary peak fades, I'm still crying and laughing...a long high pitched moan comes involuntarily. The sound of a pain locked up in there for too long, finally escaping. It felt good getting that out of me.


Up to this point I have always had my eyes closed for the duration of any spice journey, squinting or opening my eyes entirely has always been rare and brief for me, for some reason. This was utterly beautiful. And seemd a good answer to many questions that have been on my mind lately.


As my laughing and whimpering noisiness ended, my girlfriend takes up the pipe. I love watching her blast off. She likewise has a powerful, tearful and very positive experience.



I feel like that minor avalanche was "gods hand" slapping me into wakefulness.


Gratitude. Thankfulness. Alive. Good stuff.