I salute you. People say the tar isn't so bad, but I just couldn't. I sniffed it first (big mistake), and my body said NO WAY JOSE and so it has stayed. I did a limo drytek and it kinda worked okay, but now I've got 20kg of lime in the garage, 5L d-limonene and I am banned from the kitchen. I seem to have collected a lot of other solvents too. So I've decided to try a few things out.
About me: weeeell I am a drug tourist mostly these days as I have too little time to really do much (kids, wife, job.....the usual hamster wheel of a conventional life).
I play in this headspace primarily for religious and mental-health reasons, and am very interested in dmt as an alternative that fits my lack of time. Mescaline just because,well, it's the little daddy and so must be tried properly.
My history is mostly LSD back in the late eighties (happy house smiley acid), which partially cured me of being bipolar, though I don't recommend combining acid and lithium to anyone. Really. Unless becoming a blind/deaf/mute appeals to you. Ego dissolution at the highest level. I'm curious about MeO-DMT having a similar effect, hitting lower down the brain as it were. Lucy and I don't really get on, though it is the supreme vacuum cleaner for the brain. The clarity of the following days is unbeaten so far....
Then years of mushies. Ooh I love mushies. The more the better. Universal connection via the mega body-load hauling kundalini up your spine and out the top of your head. Rather tiring though.
So now we come to Mescalito, who I will spend a day or two with once I sort out what to do with all this instant snot I've got in the shed courtesy of Julio, who is a very nice guy. Got a light effect from the drytek, but need to really take a lot now to work with it.
Then there's DMT. I think I like DMT. I like that harmalas glow under black-light like a mad episode of CSI (halloween is nearly here folks!). I like the smell of the vine. I like that it makes television three dimensional and only lasts a couple of hours with plenty of that erotic vibe. I'm not convinced it has enough potency to teach (the brain requires time to rewire, it's like slow gooey syrup), though repeated doses a la aya ceremonies may be the way to go.
When I'm done with all that I might go for the great and very scary teacher Ibogaine, but that stuff is frightening. I notice not many people on here have gone there. I'd be interested in hearing from anyone who has sailed those seas.
And there you are. All about me in one particular dimension. Now back to Dora the Explorer (my three year old has it on heavy rotation) and choosing an acid for my pre-soak. Some say Vinegar, some say hydrochloric, I've got phosphoric which appeals to me, hmmm.
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