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I need to explore psychedelics more for some reason. Now I feel blogging about DMT will be more appropriate than continuing to discuss it in my recovery log. This blog will touch on numerous molecules of a psychedelic nature before it ends. Yes it has an ending. I can't stay here forever blogging but I hope the experience offers something of value for myself and the readers. Fellow users actually.
The entries for now will be ponderings about DMT. I don't plan on using it right now if ever so I will be sharing my thoughts on what others are saying about it and speculating the use of it without actually planning using it. If I do use it I will blog about that.
Not a Flying Lotus fan but not a disliker either.
I honestly see myself using low doses just to feel it out before trying to breakthrough to God knows where. Somewhere in the multiverse I reckon light years away from here perhaps.
“Their life is mysterious, it is like a forest; from far off it seems a unity, it can be comprehended, described, but closer it begins to separate, to break into light and shadow, the density blinds one. Within there is no form, only prodigious detail that reaches everywhere: exotic sounds, spills of sunlight, foliage, fallen trees, small beasts that flee at the sound of a twig-snap, insects, silence, flowers.
And all of this, dependent, closely woven, all of it is deceiving. There are really two kinds of life. There is, as Viri says, the one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, this other we long to see.”
― James Salter, Light Years
The entries for now will be ponderings about DMT. I don't plan on using it right now if ever so I will be sharing my thoughts on what others are saying about it and speculating the use of it without actually planning using it. If I do use it I will blog about that.
Not a Flying Lotus fan but not a disliker either.
I honestly see myself using low doses just to feel it out before trying to breakthrough to God knows where. Somewhere in the multiverse I reckon light years away from here perhaps.
“Their life is mysterious, it is like a forest; from far off it seems a unity, it can be comprehended, described, but closer it begins to separate, to break into light and shadow, the density blinds one. Within there is no form, only prodigious detail that reaches everywhere: exotic sounds, spills of sunlight, foliage, fallen trees, small beasts that flee at the sound of a twig-snap, insects, silence, flowers.
And all of this, dependent, closely woven, all of it is deceiving. There are really two kinds of life. There is, as Viri says, the one people believe you are living, and there is the other. It is this other which causes the trouble, this other we long to see.”
― James Salter, Light Years
