FranLover wrote:
I needed to go back to being OK, even though I totally understood how some like Sartre reported HPPD after mescaline, and the feeling that "the universe creates a bunch of useless stuff for no reason.".......
....... And the main thing is I had to manual breathe and be compeletley aware. If I let my mind wander the anxiety would come up. It was always there; all these terrible feelings. They were right next to my soul and I was keeping them at bay through awareness and breath.
I would have to learn to live with anxiety and this crippling fear......
...... thinking about maybe reaching out to a doctor.
And then I sudenly was OK again. I smoked a joint and went to work. I've been OK ever since.
WOW , amazing TR Fran. I quoted the above because each statement represents the exact same pattern of thoughts I had myself while dealing with a particularly difficult and challenging state of existence.
I reached a similar state of depression/anxiety/hppd after accientally consuming ~25 hits of lsd, followed by a 2 day long N2O binge.
It left me BROOOOKEN. I was still hallucinating days/weeks later, and I'd be lucky to achieve 3-4 hrs of sleep per night. Voices in my head, psychic links to other dimensions, interdimensional being interactions(even when not dosing), the whole 9. I was convinced that I have actually been dead for quite some time and this simulation of "life" was a poor attempt at convincing me otherwise.
This lasted 3 months. At a certain point, I lost all hope and began dosing very irresponsibly (any psychedelic I could get my hands on, which was A LOT).
My idea was "fuck it, I'm already constantly tripping, might as well experiment while I'm in this state of feeling lost/stuck"
So I would wake up and eat 10 hits of acid for breakfast, and then chill with a n2o tank for lunch. Then It'd be MXE for dinner, sometimes dmt.
So after 3 months of being spun as spun can get, I met CHANGA.
At first, each changa trip left me very paranoid, like i was being watched by the galactic equivalent of men in black suits. But somewhere around the 4th trip, I could begin to feel my permament/hppd visuals beginning to fade. When I landed back to earth on the 7th changa trip, I literally saw the (permatrip/hppd) visuals turn themselves off. It was indescribable.
I was finally back to earth, thanks to CHANGA.... and I will forever be infinitely grateful for that.
I jus wanted to be "OK" again so bad, and mother changa helped me get there.
Light and Love and Travel Well.
All is the one....One is the all.
Math. Simple math looks infinite to me.