For the last 3 months I have been busy moving and fixing my new house. So instead of spending my time reading about psychedelics, mythology and meditating, I have been focused on carpentering, painting and plumbing. Which I also really love.
Today I have been smelling 'dmt' all morning, it has impact on me. I find myself staring into blank space, my mind completely empty and in awe, only to return to thought-filled-reality on the command of my inner voice. Every time I smell this dmt scent I go into a slightly nervous state; the one I experience prior to actually smoking it. It seems that the layer between everyday life and hyperspace is somehow thinner and gives way now and then.
It sounds like hyperspace is calling out to me, inviting me maybe.
It's different from self-induced enthousiasm because it's out of the blue and feels like it's beyond my influence.
I would like to hear your thoughts on this.
thanks.
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