No log entry in the thread is made up of my sober mind. Although I prefer explaining the trip in an entertaining way, and I add a few thoughts that came later when I was already sober, what you read in the entries is what I saw on the trip.



2020.05.03 I/II

Humanity should use the next ten years left for it on the planet for the highest purposes. For example, they should make hybrids of the best-looking porn actress, a snail, and an octopus, separately.

People whose brain was poisoned by science might say “impossible”.

Why do we have the mushrooms if not to lift such imaginary limitations?

The hybrid of Ms. Adult Industry and the snail eliminates the most common - and often the only - weakness of the beautiful and sexy woman. It’s that they want to go out to the sun and travel.

The snail lady would want to stay home for sure.

Buying her clothes might seem a problem at first glance. The fake issue comes with the false assumption that she needed clothes. All she needs is a shade, caring, and love.

And the best part is... do I have to explain the best part?



Although she won’t be resistant to heat, being sexy and always wet is a significant evolutionary advantage.

The octopus-dream woman hybrid has a lot more to offer on the survivability area. She still might run into a few troubles thanks to the heritage of the human civilization, but the oceans will boil only hundreds of years after the last human on Earth gets crispy, if they will boil at all.

It will take a while until the mercury contamination sinks to the bottom of the ocean, and the microplastic indeed might float around for a few thousand years. That’s a blink of the eye for the porn-actress-octopus hybrid, who, just like any other intelligent species in the Universe, will spend all day and night with food, sex, and drugs.

One might think it would make them run into the same overpopulation problem humans ran into as long as one forgets we talk about intelligent creation. It means there will be no males.

What are males good for, in addition to killing each other? They have no use. They are an ugly waste of resources.

The best is to make the perfect specimen, make her immortal, and clone her a few times. The process restores sex to what it’s created for - pure pleasure.

Maybe they want to replicate a bit, for example, when they conquer another planet. That’s why we provide them with the hydra-DNA.

I suggest using the sweetwater green hydra that might make them able to photosynthesize a bit and remove CO2 from the water.



That’s how an intelligent creature replicates. It’s a thousand times better than being pregnant.

Time is running out. Go and start working on it.

2020.05.03 II/II

‘God blessed them and said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth and subdue it.”’ (Genesis)
Sounds familiar?
To me, it does.
That’s what I tell my mushroom. I replace “Earth” with “substrate”. The rest is the same.
Do you know why I tell them this? Of course, you know. I say it because I want to eat as many mushrooms as possible.
“But we would know if a creature would want to do the same to us”.
Of course. You are right. We would.
My mushrooms know it too. Why not?
I mean, I asked them twice to show me what they see. Do you know what I saw? I saw monsters that I’ve had never seen before, and I’ve never seen anything similar on another few dozen trips.
I figured out what it was. Other mushrooms and bacteria, that’s what my mushrooms could see.
They didn’t see me.
“But we would know it because we have been living here for a while, and... and we have telescopes!”
Oh, yes, the telescopes. That’s it.
By the way, what does it mean, “for a while?”
Have you seen the Big Bang?
Have you seen the dinosaurs?
Have you seen the middle age?
Have you seen your grandparents and parents be born?
Have you seen yourself be born?
Do you believe everything they tell you?
No one ever lies. I know.
What I saw were a few bones.
And no, I’m not going to tell you that someone wants to eat humans as soon as they fill the planet. Not at all. I don’t know.
What I know is why I tell my mushrooms to populate the substrate.
You know why I say that.
Tell me why God told you to fill the planet.

2020.05.08

Who is behind the DMT-Nexus?
Who supports us with the highest value knowledge?
It’s a plant god.
It makes sense.
You can join only at the weekends when the world has peace and silence.
You display respect and love towards others and nature, especially plants.
You follow the rules.
You become a member in 1-58 years.
You learn more and more.
You feel like being at an interstellar space station, doing your final steps before the ultimate launch.
You almost say goodbye to planet Earth.
Then, you get a PM.
It’s an invitation.
The founder invites you for a private session.
You are excited.
It’s from the founder. Of course, you want to attend.
You are there.
You see the most beautiful plant you have ever seen.
It’s normal. She is a plant god. She is wonderful.
And then she eats you.
Oh, yeah, she is a flesh-eater plant.
That’s what the machine threw out.
C’est la vie.
But OMG, she is so beautiful.
Anyway, I am immortal.
So, it’s all cool.

Everything is food. All you need to know is how to prepare it.

Am I missing something here

Keep on banging the rocks together

ahópȟA íŋyaŋ oyáte

I do not concede defeat to the comparative handful of people that embrace and enliven the vile energy of this world.

What do you mean?

2020.05.08 I/II

Tonight, I saw the plant god again.

Deep purple, green, and yellow motifs decorate her.
She has eyes. She has a face.
Her dominant color is black. No, she isn’t much into photosynthesis. What did you expect? She is the creature of the night.
She is from the jungle. No, not from the Amazonas. She is from in the Real Jungle.
She is unearthly beautiful. At least, from the side. I know her only from the side since I follow rule number one.
Never stand in front of her.
Never.
Don’t do it.
Should you end up in front of her, you must realize you aren’t occupying the luckiest point of the Universe.
Embrace this knowledge. Forgive yourself. Self-hate doesn’t help.
Avoid panicking. Panicking doesn’t help either.
There is an easy three-step guide tailored for this specific situation. Follow it to elevate your chances of survival a little bit above zero.
Don’t move.
Don’t breathe.
Don’t be warm.
That’s all.
The guide combined with a bit of luck and a lot of patience might keep you alive.
Better to respect rule number one.
Admire her only from the side.

What I mean is that it only seems like the world is ending because a very small number of people with a very large influence would like the rest of us to think so. Robbing people of the aspiration to have their own family (choosing pornography and a future of engineered sex objects over real human connection) is just one particular method of inviting people to participate in their own destruction - to make the rest of us end our own futures, end our own world. There's no doubt in my mind that those influential people have a very dark motivation. But I choose the light - and my only interest in them to shine my light into their darkness to push back against it.

We have almost 8 billion people on the planet.

I believe only a fraction of it would be sustainable.

And the population is growing.

2020.05.10 II/II

“I saw the plant god again. I will write it down on the Nexus how it was. After seeing her, I went to take a bath. Everything in the bathroom was bright and almost white. In the water, I was amazed by how beautiful I was. As I was looking at myself, transparent snakes were moving in the walls and everywhere.”
“Did you take mushroom?”
“No, of course not. I ate only boiled eggs and chocolate. I see these things best when I am sober.”
“I mean, was it mushroom or pharma?”
“You are right. I forgot how many kinds of drugs I have at home. Yes, it was mushrooms. 2.2g B+.
So, as I was looking at the beautiful and transparent snakes, a question came to my mind. Where were they coming from?
The next moment, I was looking down at a valley on another planet. Creatures were running towards us. Someone or something was shooting the ground. The planet was shaking. Defeating those creatures heading towards us would have made little sense. I wish you see these.”
“I don’t want to see these!”
“Of course. They are not for you. You will see sweet, cute, lovely things.”
"Do you know what’s true? What you believe, is the truth. Your belief is reality.”
“I thought they might have been games of my mind."
“Any conclusion?”
“When you see transparent, beautiful, lovely snakes in the wall, don’t ask yourself where they are coming from. If you do, the next moment, you might see the big ones. And they are not that transparent.”

2020.05.12

I managed to grow a mutant, semi-albino Golden Teacher variety. Most of the mushrooms were dwarves. That’s why I threw away the syringes. I saved the best looking specimen on agar.

Today, I took 2.6g dried of this variety. I spent one or two hours in that part of the hyperspace where I could get only with vaped DMT until today.

It wasn’t like a strong mushroom trip. It wasn’t like pharma. It was one or two hours in the vaped DMT hyperspace, as close as it gets.

"The trouble is they found so many ways to make themselves taste bad"

Maybe I should stop eating organic.

2020.5.23

I had a week break. I didn’t feel anything special.

Today, I drunk a tea of 2g B+. The trip amazed me. The mysteries of the memories revealed themselves.

What’s more important: I’m the Universe.

I’ve been doing it forever.

I love you all.

Some of you I love more than the others but I won’t disclose who they are. Anyway, everyone gets ❤️❤️❤️

What you see is the first generation who grows up under the shade of the COVID-19 epidemic.

They were born in a time of isolation, lockdown, and panic. Their generation came to the world when the economy was collapsing.

The conditions forged them only more robust. Courage and the wisdom of eternal life are their core attributes.

They don’t care about any vaccine or when the pandemic will ends. They need no help. As time and space are illusions, it’s only the mind that matters.

They alter colors, forms, and shapes.

Pure reality is what they create.

Seems like contaminated mycelium (orange spots)

I think it’s the popcorn.