I was down at a music festival this weekend, proposed to my girl (she said yes
), and finally had my first breakthrough.
It was Sunday morning, and down by the river I ran into a fellow alchemist. We chatted about extractions amongst other things, and he offered to smoalk with me. He loaded a nice little pile of yellow dmt into his pipe and handed it to me. I melted it down, lowered the flame, and took the biggest hit I could, hold, exhale, repeat. I got 4 hits in before I could barely figure out what my hands were, let alone how to work the pipe. I barely managed to hand the pipe back before laying down and closing my eyes...
I stood before a red chrysanthamum with a golden eye in the center, it danced, flowed, and shifted before me. Suddenly, a red and blue jester jumped out of the eye, grabbed me, amd without a word drug me through the chrysanthamum, into and through the folding rooms. We passed many entities, and they silently nodded as we went by. Soon I was standing before the machine, where the jester left me, alone, to contemplate the driving force of the universe.
While watching the machine and all it's intricate gears and pistons, rapidly changing and forming into objects beyond description, I discovered that I am the machine...we are the machine. It is the universe and all that is contained in it, our life force is the power driving it, causing creation, chaos, and destruction simultaneously. That everything is connected by the same vibrational energy, it is all one, and continous.