one changa ( 1g dmt, .5g blue lotus, .5g mullein, 2g cappi leaf) joint for swim. smoked on the beach on the Kona side of the big island. around noon and perfect weather. as effects came on, and the subtle ether revealed itself, the green palms and electric blue ocean came alive in a sensational burst of rainbow perfected life. swim sees blue lotus, when amplified alchemically and distilled into the consciousness of man, imparting a laser focus and a sharpness of the nervous system. with swims golden dragon body of light now on in place of a wetsuit, he decided to join the surf party as the tide came in and the oceanic energy surged the crests upward in loud white sprays of rainbow misty love. oh shit! the possibilities with swims new teacher Changa are endless. merging with the ebb and flow of the ocean and feeling the surge of power come through swims chest and roll down through the belly and out of the feet of this half out of body creature now surfing, swim felt...goood. surfing is so spiritual
perceiving things as pure energy, swim ducked under the white washing machines rolling toward him and as he pierced the membrane of water and air the back side of each wave sprayed divine mirrors celebrating into the air showing their gifts of complete and perfect circular rainbows glittering in the blue, wet dream. and the name 'Changa' echoed under the sea... Changa. thank you Changa for your subtle and strong spirit. the perfect way you burn and the sacred shapes in the long ash and thick smoke you autograph space time with. these things burn into one's consciousness, winking sly at swims astonished little souls reminding us of our potential to create This kind of heaven right here, right now. Mahalo