210 lbs 6'2" male.
.100g re-xed slightly off white spice insufflated.
Onset very rapid, approaching breakthrough. As it was first time insufflated spice, was hesitant to pierce the veil, though I could see a very old, very powerful shamanic entity.
He took notice of me and his gaze was terrible. At that moment I opened my eyes and... it was like, instead of me dealing through to where he was, I instead pulled him through to my reality.
I was not prepared for his terrible majesty, and I started to fight the journey, now afraid to close my eyes because I couldn't keep an eye on Him. As terrifying as it was, I didn't feel threatened so much as I was interrupting what ever I found him doing. My sister was across the hallway in her room. I decided to try to call her. My phone changed into an alien artifact with a lot of geometric u's n's and m's. I somehow managed to call her, I ask her to come sit with me while I ride it out.
When she walked into the room, I felt her aura flood into the room, pacifying the old one and sending a calming wave to wash over me. She reassured me that it would be over soon and stayed as my anchor. I am so lucky to have a sister that I could call at that moment. She is my hero.
It is by will alone that I set my mind in motion.
"Put the changa in the bonga! Make the spice much stronga!" - so says rOm and I!