canndo
Well-Known Member
imagine decades ago you were enchanted with all things psychonautical. Imagine that you had taken acid hundreds of times in doses as small as 50 ug to as high as 550ug.
now imagine more for me. Imagine you had logged hundreds of hours in a sensory deprivation tank, many times on high doses of acid.
now imagine something else, after all these experiences, the good times and the frightening ones you took an average dose in an unremarkable setting with a perfect mindset, money in the bank, no issues with family, a fine girlfriend at the start of an exciting relationship.
imagine that the entire trip was dark and forboding, filled with ominous thoughts and feelings. Disturbing, anxious, coarse and gritty.
imagine that the next day there are foreign thoughts in your head, almost spoken words. "you are at the end of this journey. Your time here is up. Do not continue"
now imagine that two months later, those cautions forgotten, you take around 250 ug of acid you know to be pure, reliable and dependable, your go too stash.
now imagine the unimaginable horror of all emotions unleashed like fractals or a kalidescope but rather than colored glass they are emotions. Horror, disgust, glee, delight, hatred, loathing, love, compassion, terror, abject fear, elation, cowardous, shame, shame, shame, joy, embarassment, rejection, saddness, all cycling unpredictably complete with tears and moronic laughter to the point that your friends are genuinely fearful for you but the emotions slamming into you, at time conflicting ones two, three at a time for hours and hours through the night.
now imagine that was 35 years ago. Imagine that universe has been calling, that place you mapped through hundreds of voyages is waiting and you would like to go home.
imagine finally that you have lived a full, examined life, trying to be an exemplary person but you are aware of the monsters you keep under your bed, placed there by that very act of self examination and attempts at enlightenment.
imagine you have lived sixty two years and it is impossible to do that without an accumulation of such beasties.
would you take lsd again?
now imagine more for me. Imagine you had logged hundreds of hours in a sensory deprivation tank, many times on high doses of acid.
now imagine something else, after all these experiences, the good times and the frightening ones you took an average dose in an unremarkable setting with a perfect mindset, money in the bank, no issues with family, a fine girlfriend at the start of an exciting relationship.
imagine that the entire trip was dark and forboding, filled with ominous thoughts and feelings. Disturbing, anxious, coarse and gritty.
imagine that the next day there are foreign thoughts in your head, almost spoken words. "you are at the end of this journey. Your time here is up. Do not continue"
now imagine that two months later, those cautions forgotten, you take around 250 ug of acid you know to be pure, reliable and dependable, your go too stash.
now imagine the unimaginable horror of all emotions unleashed like fractals or a kalidescope but rather than colored glass they are emotions. Horror, disgust, glee, delight, hatred, loathing, love, compassion, terror, abject fear, elation, cowardous, shame, shame, shame, joy, embarassment, rejection, saddness, all cycling unpredictably complete with tears and moronic laughter to the point that your friends are genuinely fearful for you but the emotions slamming into you, at time conflicting ones two, three at a time for hours and hours through the night.
now imagine that was 35 years ago. Imagine that universe has been calling, that place you mapped through hundreds of voyages is waiting and you would like to go home.
imagine finally that you have lived a full, examined life, trying to be an exemplary person but you are aware of the monsters you keep under your bed, placed there by that very act of self examination and attempts at enlightenment.
imagine you have lived sixty two years and it is impossible to do that without an accumulation of such beasties.
would you take lsd again?
. I chalked it up mostly to something going on in my head at the time.
I love shroom trips nothing beats JMO