Well with a nod to the template I will say that I am an adult female in good health, and I was in a great mood because a) I made shrimp gumbo for dinner, and b) I had just talked to my son, who is my pride and joy. I had some excellent coffee, and sat down with the spice I had just re-Xed.

I took one deep toke. I was listening to music with earphones attached to my [personal listening device] Things started to simplify, and I thought, wow, I'm in the same stupid uncomfortable position I was in last night when this happened. I said out loud, "How the hell did I wind up in this same stupid position?" and then my field of vision simplified and compressed into like a bad xerox copy, losing detail and definition. I tore off my headphones because I remembered that when it gets like this, the music becomes distressing, and I can't figure out how to make it stop. Thank God I did that, it helped later. So anyway, rapidly everything I know or could perceive shrank into ONETHING. If you think of experience and knowledge and personality and feelings and awareness as information, all that information compressed into finally ONETHING. I remember trying to imagine how I would describe that to people later, but even as I formed the thought it was snatched away and replaced by ONETHING. There was no me, there was no here or now, there was ONETHING. Everything, everything, all things, nothing, ONETHING. I closed my eyes -- ONETHING. I opened my eyes -- ONETHING. It was like being sucked into a black hole, stuck on the event horizon forever. Except there was no "forever," there was ONETHING.

Wait a minute, I thought. With my eyes open or closed, there is ONETHING. But the ONETHING is different. Therefore there must be TWOTHINGS. So I opened and closed my eyes a couple times to confirm this. At that point I remember thinking, remember this. There is something here relevant to the big bang/ singularities/ creation myths.

And then I noticed a sound. It was the music still coming out of my headphones. Aha, there is SOMETHING ELSE! I thought triumphantly. I scrambled to clutch at the thing making the sound, and suddenly I could see it for a second. Slowly I began to perceive the multitude of colors and stuff around me, although any one thing I tried to focus on had an alarming tendency to slide into lateral multiples and then resolve back into ONETHING. When I came back, I sat (in that same stupid position) for a long time trying to remember and retain exactly what had just happened to me.

I believe there was an important thing I learned about how the universe came into being, but I don't think I could put it into words.

Liked reading this one,

The feeling of one..had it many times, but not to this degree or intensity I would think.

cool

This sounds more Salvia-esque to me from my very limited experience with her. It is those baffling truths that we seek though, is it not? The fun is trying to articulate such things IMO. I enjoyed this, thanks

Thanks, Sky Motion, nice of you to say that.

You understand, it wasn't like a "feeling of oneness with the universe and all of creation."
It was ... all the glorious multiplicity and ravishing divergence of things in Reality, it just wasn't. It was sort of oppressive and horrifying. Like stuck in a closed loop that wasn't even empty in the center like a decent rational loop should be. But it was very cool in that moment when I realized that there was a second thing, in that numb blind infinitely compressed state.

The connection to creation myths is this: One of the main archetypes goes like this, that at first there was only the Ineffable, for a long time, and the Ineffable was aware, but not aware that it was aware. Like a baby would be. And then at some point, it realized that it was aware, and in that moment of course became self-aware. That event brought duality into being, and from duality issued forth all the rest of creation. And I guess what I experienced was kind of analogous to that.

Purges, you said it! It took me forever to write that post.

You actually portrayed this vibe of experience well and that's what I imagined it to be like.

Quite freaky

The feeling of the eleven (pun intended ) ONETHING's you talk about brings a strong sense of déjà vu in me, I used to experience this like clockwork while still experimenting with the 30mg~ dosage range.

The vicinity of the experience you describe at large is strikingly similar to some of my earlier experiments, tell me; Did you experience any audible hallucinations? Such as "loud thoughts" being looped in a somewhat sinister fashion?

Also, why did you setup yourself with earphones when recollecting the distress music or IME any exterior sound may cause? Had you forgotten?



This is IMO, an all too common feeling with spice... Speaking from my experiences: It feels as if "it" doesn't want you to remember things specifically, details, so to speak. "It" usually somehow (god knows how really...)wants to convey me somewhere and in order to do so, I mustn't allow myself to dwell on these things but to rather take a step back and see the greater picture.

To understand the message and to undertake "its" tutoring I must pay attention, now this is generally ridiculously hard as I'm by no means in a study-friendly enviroment!

That's however, the definition of the [b]oneness[/]as I interpret it; it dazzles you with the most surreal things and yet it wants you to devoid from amazement!

It's like a book with beautiful pictures in it, the pictures are mere "fillers" and does often distract one from the real essence of the book which lies within the text!

Good report, I'll be observing your progress if such continue!

I set myself up with music because 97% of the time, music is a geometrically expanding enhancement to my travels. I was listening to a song I recently discovered called "Eternal Life" by Holographic Brain. It's absolutely ravishing. It's only when things go south that any music becomes information overload. I want to clarify that when I say, "go south," I'm not talking about what would be referred to as a "bad trip." It's not like there are monsters or demons, or I fear for my life. I have never emerged from one of those scenarios feeling like a bad thing happened to me. It just gets hella weird for awhile. I find it deeply interesting that, even as everything I know was compressed down to a single datum, there still remained the silent watcher inside, taking notes and applying reason.

Oh, to answer the question, no, no auditory hallucination. It was awhile before it even occurred to me to open my eyes, and before that there were no visuals at all. It was longer still before I could hear the tinny music coming out of the headphones next to me.

I have the strangest feeling that this experience contained a lesson regarding the monad and the duad; and I'm sorta wondering if the next may concern the triad. Definitely there's a feeling of progressive coursework, if you know what I mean.

Well, it seemed a little self-centered to start another whole thread, but I had an amusing experience tonight that I wanted to pass along--

I wasn't liking the way the visuals were going, so I did a bunch of figure-8s with my head, and that looked cool. "That was fun!" I said, and then the dizzy rebound set in. "Oh, no it wasn't! Sorry, Brain." I said. "Wait a minute -- if I talked to my brain, would it answer?" (I talk to myself a lot.)

And I looked down at my bedspread, and there in the exotic floral pattern I look at every day was a smile, it looked to me like a cartoon lion smile. My phone takes pretty bad pictures, but here it is:



I laughed and laughed in delight, for it seemed to me like an answer indeed. And then I put both my hands on my head, underneath my hair, with my thumbs behind my ears, and my middle fingers touching. Sort of a reverse Junior Birdman, if you will. And I made a little speech, wherein I thanked my Brain, saying it was the very best kind of tool, and had enriched my life immeasurably. Then I took my hands away, and I felt -- not a tingling -- a sort of quickening, that spread out all over my head. It lasted for awhile. Not sure what it was, but I knew it was good.

Its odd, but like Purges said, this sounds to me very much like the salvia experience.
But spice has its own unique experiences.
You may find that the next experience is very, very different, like not even related to the other experiences in any way...that's just the way it is with spice, so just go with the flow and don't over-think is what I say.