Hello Nexians!

I have always admired the Nexus, and value it as a resource although I have never registered, but now seemed like a good time, and I happened to remember to register during a weekend for once. DMT has played a huge role in shaping what my life is, as a topic of discussion it never gets old for me. I have journeyed countless times, and it is a wonderful thought provoking and mysterious experience every time. The questions continue to unfold.

Anyways, I look forward to getting to know you fine people. Some of you I am familiar with from other venues, but to the rest, greetings!

Hello and welcome!

This is a wonderful place to be! It is the greatest resource I have come across on the net! Anyway, I hope you find everything that you are seeking here at the Nexus!

Peace

-The Grateful One-

Introduction essay:

I am struggling with what to say. It's tricky addressing a new group. I guess I will keep typing, and see what happens. Why am I here?

Basics about me: I love growing things. The process is beautiful and meditative, and it produces a useful thing, which is a great bonus. I love growing and being around cacti, and have literally over a thousand individual cuts.

I am also in love with the fungi, both admiring their critical role in the biosphere and clever biological process, and for their amazing range of uses for people as medicine and food. I enjoy growing all kinds of mushrooms, the meticulousness attracts me and I find it soothing. The process also moves along quickly for something that is alive and growing, satisfying my desire to see something happen, and get results. Extractions are satisfying for me for the same reason I guess, one day you have some cacti powder, in a week, Bam! results!

I gave up cultivating active species a few years ago because the stress was affecting me negatively, now I find the same satisfaction in edibles and medicinals. I stick strictly to teaching when it comes to actives now.

I try and grow as much food as I can, and love poultry. I can't slaughter them myself anymore, but I raise them to sell, and for the joy of owning them. I have 100 something ducks 30ish chickens, and two great big awesome emu, Owsley and Gonzo. They are wonderfully intelligent, friendly and affectionate, and I love them very much.

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I discovered DMT in 2008 I believe. I had become a member of Mycotopia and fallen in love with the process of mushroom cultivation. This was right before Hippie3 passed away. I was brand new to cultivation and had purchased a pallet of lab glass from a college surplus auction and was trading culture flasks for prints to get going. In one of the boxes I received there was a sandwich bag filled with 100 grams mhrb. I hadn't asked for it, the person was just being nice and tossed it in as a bonus.

Up until that point I wasn't too informed on what DMT was, or anything. Hadn't heard of ayahuasca, my only psychedelic experience up until then was lots of cheap wonky Pickard L in the 90's, and random cultivated cubensis, which I had never pushed past 3.5 to 4 grams.

I had been trying furiously to pin down the methods and basics of mycology, and had basically ignored all the threads I ran across on DMT up until then. I started reading, and bugging a few of Topia's resident extractors in chat about details. Soon I realized a STB was completely within my limited education and capabilities, so to the hardware store I went!

A few days later I ended up with probably 250 mg of off yellow to white crystal, which tickled me to no end. I started off so small dose wise it was ridiculous. I smoked grains of crystal, slowly adding more each time, feeling very little, but getting excited by the faint CEV's and slight body high I was getting, until. . .

My first breakthrough was amazing. I think the dose was still pretty small, 15-20 milligrams at the most, but it was enough. (Doses that break me thru often are very small, it seems like the most intense DMT trips I have had were in the 15-25 mg range). It was my first OBE experience ever, aside from natural endogenous childhood psychedelia or dreaming. I became a 3 dimensional shape made out of multicolored lasers that was constantly flipping inside out and intertwining with other similar shapes, with an intense sense of joy and familiarity, just beautiful.

I came back to myself laughing and crying with joy, completely amazed. I couldn't believe that this existed, and I didn't know about it until then. Thus my journey began. Over the next three years I studied DMT and it's related chemical cousins as much as I could. I smoked DMT 1-3 times a week, seeking to confirm or deny my initial impression, that I was accessing a very real place and level of consciousness, another dimension if you will. I asked questions, got some answers, but mostly more questions.

At some point while broken thru, I was told to give it a break for a while, and get serious about applying some of the lessons I was learning before coming back. So I did. Focused on what I had been learning, and didn't smoke DMT for almost a year. It was the correct move, and I grew tremendously as a person and in my professional life.

Nowadays I probably smoke once every 2-3 months, when I feel called. Back when I first started, I felt called at least once a week, now it's very far between. I probably take LSD more often really.

Well, that's my introduction essay, I hope it's not too long. I look forward to joining in on the discussions here and broadening my horizons here. I know a few of you, (hey!) and look forward to getting to know the rest.

Cheers and love!
Turkey

Also, sorry for posting in the incorrect forum originally, thanks to whoever moved this.

I am looking forward to seeing how your new member approval process works in more detail as I go thru it. Mycotopia is restructuring and changing it's format and organization, and part of that will probably be a different new member process than we currently have.

That brings up another reason I am registering, I want to make sure their is a good open line of communication between Topia and the Nexus. Consider me an ambassador of sorts if you will.

Welcome to the nexus Enjoy your stay you will learn share and expand your way into enlightenment
Take care....

Not sure where I can post this as a probationary member, but this will do, hopefully it is acceptable.

I had a truly weird experience last night. My girlfriend and had I decided it was time for a light recreational trip, and spent the day doing chores and getting things in place so we could trip. Being farmers, we have to manage our time fairly closely, or someone won't get fed, or a garden bed might wilt. Our plan was to come up as it got cool enough to enjoy being outside and look at our bird flock and chill, doing most of the heavy chores before we got high.

It worked out quite well, everything was taken care of by 5:30 pm, and we decided to dose at 6 pm, giving us about 4 hours before total dark to enjoy. We decided on LSD as the vehicle for this trip, with an optional 140 mg MDMA supplement planned for an hour later if we wanted it. I went for 160 mics, she went for 110, we clinked glasses and drank down our water/L solution, and I went out to water a garden. She joined me shortly and we came up nicely. It was a nice standard trip, we looked at the birds, pet the emu, and enjoyed each others company, and the birds behaved suitably ridiculously to entertain. Neither of us was feeling like we needed to take the MDMA, so we saved it for another night.

After it got dark, she went inside to watch a nature documentary, and I decided to listen to music and dance outside, always a wonderful idea for me when I am tripping. I am a dyed in the wool deadhead, and dancing is a spiritual endeavor for me sometimes if I choose it to be. I was feeling particularly estatic, looking at the stars. My thoughts had turned to the birds that live with us and we care for, and I was dancing love for my bird friends, filling with happiness and complex thoughts about birds, and my relationship with them.

Just as the music was winding down, I heard a weird noise over the music in my earbuds.

**this is where it gets weird**

Taking my ear buds off, I listened. Soon I heard the noise again, it was a goose honking an alarm call. We don't have any geese, but a family of wild Cannada geese is nesting on the river near us, and they often chill in our lower field with their baby geese during the day so goose noise isn't too unusual here, but it was pretty late at night, and the call had a distict alarm note to it. I pulled out my very bright flashlight, and shined it down towards the river, and spotted a lone goose swimming in the river, looking lost. I tapped on the window and got my lady out there to see, and we went down to the lower field to take a closer look.

I immediately noticed that is certainly wasn't a Cannada goose, and it seemed to be tired of swimming against the current, it was alone, and wanted to get out of the river to rest. I felt amazing empathy for this lost bird, and sensed it needed my help. I shined my flashlight at a spot on the bank it could get up, and sat down. It kept circling into the bank, but couldn't decide if it should climb out near me. I closed my eyes and sent love and concern to the goose, and told him with LSD mind pictures that it could trust me, it could rest here for the night and I would protect it if it wanted.

It apparently got the message, because it climbed right up the bank to my girlfriend and I, and plopped down on the rock right between us and honked. My girlfriend and I looked at each other, we couldn't believe it! I reached out slowly and petted it, and it quickly settled down and closed it's eyes and enjoyed a neck rub. Our ducks and emu love neck rubs, (chickens not so much) and I guess geese do too.

After a while of petting the goose and admiring it's pretty feathers and awesome bill which was made even more impressive by the sparkling beauty of LSD, we stood up to move, wondering if the goose would come with us. We moved uphill and the goose followed. Or more walked as close to us as it could, remaining inbetween us. We led it up to a pen where it could be alone away from the main flock, and had another petting session. I could see the absolute trust in it's eyes, and feel how grateful it was to be safe and off the river.

We gave it some fermented grain, and after a half hour of goose love, we went inside. It honked a few times asking us to come back, then settled down.

Today, it seems perfectly at home. It made friends with the birds on the other side of the fence, and is happily munching grass.

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I really think that the goose found us because I was putting out such a strong wave of love for birds, and could absolutely catch some of the messages I was sending to it. There isn't another house on the river for miles, and I have a feeling we are the only people for many more miles that would rescue a wayward goose at 11:45 at night. What are the odds? It knew this was a safe place for birds, because it really and truely is.

We did some googling and determined that this was a domestic Chinese goose, so it's either a feral domestic, or it got swept downriver from another farm. We are going to ask around and see who keeps Chinese geese. We are certainly keeping her, but would like to fill in the blanks in her backstory for curiosity's sake.

Aww, operation goose savers! Sounds like you had a nice little endeavor! Best of luck in any future journeys!

Sounds just like my wife & I...We end up with animals, both domesticated & feral, showing up at our little farm on random occasions, but it seems to happen quite a lot with us compared to anyone else that we know. Glad to hear that there are other souls like us out there who will go out of their way to rescue animals that have the luck/karma to find our doorstep (or henhouse in some cases).





This is how we always feel every time a wayward animal comes to us...They seem to simply know that our place is a safe, loving place to come to.

That being said...Welcome to the nexus TurkeyRanch!!!

Thank you all for the warm welcome and replies.

Doc Buxin, good to see other small farmers here. We are a modest farm, but I keep busy. It also keeps me from actually having or have a real job, which is nice too.

This is so wonderful! That connection that binds us all is truly not just in your mind.

I <3 your story! It feels beautiful to experience someone else who advocates love and understanding! Welcome to the Nexus!


p.s. your avatar is amazing. Stay grateful Bobby=)

birdness FTW

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