So, for bicycle day earlier this week....
The doses we had laid out before us....some were pre-loaded with 20-40 milligrams acetate, others with 30-40 freebase, others possibly had both, others may have been empty. Well, it was bicycle day--a day of serendipity and suprise, so I broke out some mysterious gear ok?
I am getting better at labeling and keeping track of things, okay?
We drink some rue tea, (left over from a previous anawasca session) re-arrange the room into temple-formation, smudge the place and get comfy.
First blast--nothing, empty.
My g/f has a great time with hers.
My second--obviously had already been blazed, but still had a bit, I got a taste and a tingle.
G/f's second, she went deep.
My third:
My torch dies as I'm hitting it! I exhale and grab a bic, not skipping a beat. I normally loath the LIGHT from the bic as it can be distracting especially at the onset of the trip, but this time--I feel the pressure in my head as I'm still hitting. The light from the bic is enveloping my entire consciousness, I hear the carrier wave. This ball must have been double dosed. I waver, the flame stops, man I go in for more.
Putting down the lighter and pipe....the light only increases and my consciousness seems to go upwards and into the light.
Can't remember too much beyond there. What I can remember I won't even try and describe. I am left with a strong but vague sense....of nirvana. Full body, full consciousness orgasm. Light. Swirling. I've really never had it so heavenly before. This one really seemed to last forever. Coming back I am left with a humble gratitude.
Thank you.
"Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods." Albert Einstein
I appreciate your perspective.