Greetings All. I finally started an account here after visiting for a few years specifically to post on a thread I ran across on quitting opiates tips, strategies, complimentary tools. I feel that I have something to add to that conversation. From the time that I first researched the various "TEKS" to now there has been a vast evolution. It used to be that someone desiring the molecule needed to be majoring in chemistry to be able to spend 4 weeks shaking a jar every other day to get the goods. Now Beavis and Butthead can get better results in a few hours. It's as if the universe is trying to say something. Thank you to all of you who are doing this labor of love. I chose my username from a comment I overheard at a Spring Equinox rainbow gathering in Arizona a long time ago. On another day when I have more time I will tell the tale my cat relayed to me about a dream she had regarding some one who isn't me. In the meantime I will convey the 1st epiphany that I had from a megadose of psilocybe baeocystis in 1983 (statute of limitations should protect me as much as Karma).
Our existance in life, in linear time can be visualized as a string simalair to the ribbon in a cassette. From here my ribbon,
as yours stretches from here this present moment all the way back to conception. When we interact our "ribbons" weave together. They overlap forming an infinite tapestry. It is one thing to discuss this concept quite another to experience it. In the pursuit of experiencing it again I had the need to get information on the identification of mushrooms. Though there was a choice at the bookstore of several books that fit this bill the book I chose was http://books.google.com/...de.html?id=k47Sm0gca34C. At the time I had no idea who Terence McKenna was. My life is like that too many coincidences to be coincidences. In fact if my life was a movie it would seemed contrived with too many obvious plot devices to be realistic. I hope that I can add to the community here.

Love & Respect,
Anonymous Eye

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

I want to encourage EVERYONE to respect the values expressed by the folks who run this site. They generously share valuable information and just ask us not to widely publicize or exploit this information. If a person were to search for Naptha on Amazon suprise surprise in the also bought section is Mimosa root bark.
I have returned to a city North of Seattle that was the setting of a book my friend wrote describing his drug habit in the 70's. http://www.amazon.com/Poppies-Odyssey-Eric-Detzer. In 2004-2005 I happened to be in the same city that the events in that book took place. I couldn't go a block without seeing these flowers and pods Sometimes there would only be a couple. Other times from the wall of a home down an embankment to the sidewalk where they grew half into the area where the fine upstanding citizens strolled on early evening after supper jaunts. I had a little delivery service on a bicycle and the ONLY challenge I faced was drying the pods before the rotted. ( And MOST grievously a lack of basic chemistry) The pods would be boiled for hours to make a very nice tea. Unknown at the time all that boiling erased and destroyed ALL of the morphine. There was MORE than enough codeine left to get the full spectrum of Opiate addiction. On both sides of a highway there were plots cultivated by Asians from whom I learned how to score them in a way that is not visible to someone looking at them from a standing position. There was a 2.5 acre Community Pea Patch Park that had cultivated garden plots on maybe 3/4 of an acre. The rest was Fat Purple Flowered Poppy Pods. It has since been developed into condos. After a couple seasons I developed the habit of looking for them and let me tell you it was confusing moving to Florida for a few years and they just don't grow there.
We had a late Spring here in the Pacific Northwest. Things have definitely changed in the years I have been gone. The city of Seattle Attorney made a point of buying legal marijuana the first day the first legal store opened. Drug arrests are not a priority here at all for possession of anything. They are successfully going after importers and traffickers I sometimes help out a friend who has a medical prescription for Marijuana that permits her to grow her own medicine. She has pain issues and gets prescribed opiates. I can think of nothing nicer for her than a gooey ball of freshly harvested Opium rolled around in the kiefe that falls off of her plants. I read about this combination in "The Count of Monte Cristo" while in Florida. Now that I am back here in the Pacific Northwest I thought it would be the easiest thing in the world now to try something that an African author was into way back in the pre Civil War year of 1844. This was a person whose innate nobility and talent EARNED him a seat in the upper class despite his race. I enjoyed the novel and was looking forward to imbibing the same entertaining libations enjoyed by such an artist. With the legalization of the Cannabis ingredient and the plentiful ubiquitiness of the Poppys this should have been easey breezy. Not So!
I have seen a few patches of these orange flowers that are in the family but without the goods. In the past they always signaled the season for the good opium producing flowers was right around the corner. I am flabber-gasted that I haven't seen one pod in the city that was the setting of the first book above. That a life form, a species of plant is totally absent from the environment where it has had a free range and active cultivation/seeding is mind blowing to me. I know that one guy generated National News regarding the subject of this plant. He wrote and published a book in 1994 titled "Opium for the Masses" (Can you say Internet?) I believe the effects of the News and attention this generated is what pushed this over the edge to where something had to be done. This plant has been around here since Chinese People built the railroad at least. There is no law against it being in a person's yard without the intent to use it. I am stunned by the total effectiveness of the eradication that was not publicized. What I am told is that kids got into the yards.
The warning I take from this is that if I love something I don't need to publicize it. Really Good Things can be taken away if they come to the attention of the wrong people. I say this for myself as much as you the reader. I believe in a higher power. It's probably good for me that the availability is just not there like it once was. From the postings I have read I know that someone reading this, maybe you is genuinely wishing for my happiness. That is going to materialize into that picture perfect Pod from which I can obtain the necessary component to experience what Dumas wrote about. Have a Blessed Summer.

Picture perfect pod did in fact materialize. 2 days after the post above I came accross some that I poked a hole in the bottom. If you visualize them growing right side up you can see the advantage over traditional scoring methods. STEALTH!