Accompained by Tetro and 2 grams of mexicans each by a sunny afternoon walking in forest, we were sitting in the end of the trip in a natural place whose wild harmony let herself being contemplate. A moment passes, in the silent music of nature.
We load a DMT pipe. I stand up, my back on a big tree which pierce through the canopy and bath me in a soft light. I profoundly breath, feeling the instant and its energy. The vapor of the spice invade me and disintegrate the bubble, letting an illimited conexion between the universe and my being. The continuum of the everything is more present and perceptible than ever.
I start to walk, firstly hesitating, then going more confident I even run. At the top of a little hill, I stop, fascinated by ambient diversity. However, I observe a notable variation of my visual perceptions. Many plants are turning scarlet, leaves are avoiding me, branches point me and faces carved in the bark show anger. Intrigued by this phenomena I give it more consistancy by focusing on it, considering the possibility of a message.
The phenomena grewing up, I suddenly hear : "we don't want you here". Surprised, I keep on the experiment and ask myself why they tell me such words. Thinking by, I keep observing my environment and my eyes goes on my body, cover by those clothes implying human activity and its impact on nature.
"So, that's because I'm a human, right ?"
Instantly, negative perceptions fade away, all get back to peace and the faces almost fade, letting a shadowy morose expression. I take advantage of the last times of my trip to sit down and meditate. Then I come back to Tetro who went through aswell.
If I grant credit to this experiment, I can conclude that the message is : I am not already in harmony with nature, by my way of life. Even if what I went through was partly negative, I consider the experiment as a good one, as it pushes me to go closer to the nature, which is a good thing.
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