pre-thoughts. feeling down. quite angry. a little evil. certainly dark. generally this is a not productive mood to lead with, but the spaceship called.
tune. eyes on fire, blue foundation rep.x19
dose. 42mg ash sandwich in WB.
9:55. down the rabbit hole. cleared 3-4 6in WB loads.
9:56ish. blastoff.
10:47. clear lesson learned. there was initial doubt that my internal animal was that, but its presence loomed as became apparent that i am a snake. perhaps this is my animal – or perhaps my mood – but i felt strong identification with the energy of this often misunderstood spirit. there were vibrant, enticing portrayals of success, riches, and a door to fame; that i decided not to walk through. i followed my animal, became its energy, walked through it, and decided to lead my own way. while it will always be there to protect me, i must use care if letting it lead me. one bite carries potentially fatal damage, which i dare not wish on others. i danced with my ego tonight: a snake.

that sounds like one hell of a tango. happy sailing.

Wow. A very interesting experience and perception also therein.

Nice one.