So about 3/4 cup of caapi brew was consumed. First half of it, then, 20 minutes later, the rest. Nothing noticeable, and so about one shot of MHRB brew was consumed. This stuff is much, much worse than remembered, haha. Writing this way is interesting, what name should this form of writing be given? Perhaps impersonal narration.
Anyway, all lengths of time accounted for thus far. 10 minutes after downing a bit less than one shot of MHRB, the second semi-shot was consumed. Despite trying to be strong and focusing on determination, stomach contents were evacuated within 20 minutes, seconds after a revisiting the bathroom in order to relieve bladders of their cargo.
I have a feeling that there was enough MHRB in this scenario (possibly more than enough, or maybe just more than enough tannins) and not enough caapi.
The mental experiment I described above will be re-attempted and re-written for my favorite fictional character, Stephen Dedalus, in a couple of days, only with twice the caapi dosage this time.
Dedalus is impatient. His experience only reminded him of "what it's like," and, this feeling, temporarily reached while meditating and waiting, was indeed cause for his heart to begin REALLY pounding; nevertheless, he wants to break his soul open like a walnut. Is he naive?
Just read ur post, and thank you Endlessness. Your words are reassuring and yes, what I need. I'm scared, of course; but I must get on with it. Thank you. I'll read that link now, I'm sure it's amusing haha.
The above is for entertainment purposes only.
"A caged community of chimpanzees reacts very sensitively if a member of the tribe has received LSD. Even though no changes appear in this single animal, the whole cage gets in an uproar because the LSD chimpanzee no longer observes the laws of its finely coordinated hierarchic tribal order."
From LSD: My Problem Child