Swim was a YOGI, one who rarely went beyond the the realm of Cannabis and constant meditation, prayer and Yoga; one who was rather sheltered from most types of people other then spiritualists, until Swim met the Sandman.

The sandman always carried a Glass Vapor Genie and a Powerful butane Torch. The sand man spread spice to many, many heads.

As the Companion to the Sandman Swims Job was to set up the recording equipment, position the microphone and Archive the experience.

Swim learned about the different types of people and how they reacted to these experiences.

Swim did not always approve of the Sandman behavior. The sandman sent spice into the heads of everyone he could find. The sandman had respect for spice, but rooted in the Sandman was an incredible desire to make a means for himself in the world.(he can never get a job) Swim could see a lack of respect for spice in many of the drug addicts that the sandman would find to administer it to. The people the Sandman would find could be any type of person. The sandman wanted to share the spice with every single person that would take it, for what ever reason they chose to.

The sandman brought Spice into Swims world. The breakthrough was different from what Swim had read about. Swim remembered the noise that rose in pitch and volume until it overcame my entire existence. Then Swim projected outside of my physical body. Swims vision became spherically outward as though it had no point of origin, seeing at all directions from a center point. What Swim could see was the inside of a hallow body with the skin and face turned inside out so that they faced inward at me. It was like Swim was surrounded by what would normally be the outside of someones body, but it was formed around me, with two conjoined faces looking directly at swim, a great chest filled with what swim believes was swim soul. and the lower body sitting in Sukhasana as was swim was sitting in before he blasted off. Existing in this form continued until swim became afraid that hours and hours had passed. Swim tried to speak. But all Swim could do was resonate with the breath of this great spirit looking down at swim projecting love into him. Neither of us spoke, only resonated love and breathed in unison. At first Swim felt only love, excitement and powerful overwhelming intensity. But since this was Swims first experience with spice swim was not prepared for the warped time perception. Swim began to fear for the length of time that swim spent in this state unable to interact with swims body, to feel the breath of swims lungs that the Yogi's taught me to live for. Swim began to attempt to speak to the Sandman, whose incredibly calming an deep voice, guided swim back to my body; only 10 minutes had passed.


After that day had passed, swim and the Sandman traveled far and wide together to administer the spice, record the come down and the explanation of the journey.

They shed some great light into the world.


Swim however discovered the dangers of spice, if one does not respect it. Those who took the spice in ignorance, or lived there lives in ignorance could not see the light. Many spoke of Demons, or death or creatures.

One memorable experience was a girl who could had a big head. She believed that DMT was not very strong and was reluctant to try it. We told her it was strong she did not believe us; she caved in enough to try it, only to prove that she was above this week substance.

She gasped and screamed, she rolled around on the floor, exclaiming that she was dead. This lasted for over 30 minutes. The sandman tried to talk to her, she purged all over herself. The sandman tried to calm her down with his deep calming voice, she did not comply. She came back finally. She was devastated, she was not better off, only humbled. She had believed truly that she had died, and lost all sense of the outside world. She could not hear us.

I became weary of the sandman; but karma lead to his incarceration and my return home.

Trimethylene,

Welcome to the Nexus.

What a horrible disturbing story - just speaking for myself personally. And frankly, given what you described, I am not at all surprised that this sandman character wound up in jail. . . . May I ask. . . . was the charge selling DMT?

This character sounded so dangerous to me and really went against my whole philosophy when it comes to sharing spice with others. Again, this is just personal opinon/feelings.


So, again, welcome to the Nexus. Since that idiot is no longer a part of your life and since you find yourself here as a new member writing an introductory essay, I wonder if you might tell us a little bit about yourself?

I want to say that your trip description was fantastic and really the high point of your essay for me. Amazing experience.

Have you had many more like that? Have you had much experience with psychedelics in general? Have you tried oral spice? What did you make of this, if anything? How did it change you, if at all? Anything at all you might be willing to share would be greatly appreciated.

In the interim, I encourage you to take a good look around. In particular I want to draw your attention to the invaluable links in the upper right hand corner of the forum pages. You will quickly discover that Nexus is not at all like other forums, whether or not drugs are a topic . . . I would really encourage you to read the links for Attitude (our philosophy, what's behind it and how not to get banned), wiki (extraction teks - we strongly disapprove of spice commerce - extract and smoke your own!), FAQ, and Health & Safety (this is a great section - really well written by those in the know). Lots of informative and neat subfora to check out too.

Again, welcome.

Thank you for reaching out to me The kundalini masters have said that each of projects his subconscious in the form of others deeds.

I personally agree with your opinions on the matter of sharing spice. Swims friends re-crystallize to the finest purity and share exclusively to those who are willing to do yoga with them first I find breathing exercise are a must in order clear the mind before traveling.

The sandman however unjust he was, really just wanted to gain the means to pay for school. He was also interested in collecting the trip reports, learning about the potentials for different experiences (Swim has 241 recordings on his computer)
You guessed right about the charge.

All of my DMT experience are similar to Swims first encounter with the substance. Over time I have developed more calmness, especially in the matter of time perception. I have learned to feel the energy of the great spirit and resonate with his breath, never wishing for it to end.

I am a musician. I paint the sounds of spirit voices. I am studying to become a yoga teacher, but my passion lies in music, DMT has allowed me to explore the vastness of the spirit world and meat the guides and teachers. I wish to Render there love and wisdom into sound waves.

I am ready to try the sacred Ayahuasca, but I do not seek it. It will find me when the time is most right. A batch of pure mescaline has just found me. I will follow it's lead in the early mourning.

Most of my experiences have been with the azureus mushroom my favorite of the sacred teachers. The Holy mushroom has grown me in my connection to the higher realms and tought me respect for I have seen the value of the nexus, I have been reading on here for a long time and I have learned and will continue to learn from this community, so i joined to contribute and learn as community with you guys.the home-world.

I have eaten many Doses in my Youth, I no longer respect this state of conscious, there is not a holy end to this state of EGO loss, the ancestors are never there.