Morninggloryseed
Bluelight Crew
I had a pretty astounding first half of summer, had a series of momumental post iboga sorta trips with close friends. Returned to traveling hyperspace full force, in fact I seemed to be on a mission and really came to see my relationship with psychedelics is really very different from that of, well most of my other entheogenic peers. In essence, I see reality and the psychedelic mindstate as a continuum...for my reality I do not separate them and actually strive to integrate the ‘unfettered mind’ into what most people agree is ‘greater reality.’
Met a new friend through another friend and a sacrament early in the summer, and considering the ‘post iboga’ perspective, first real friend I had made since the time I got into the opiate cycle. Many years ago, I turned my old friend D/D/D onto a hit of 5-MeO-DMT. At the time I was very young, so was he, and in hindsight it should have been a very stupid thing to do on my part but it was a wonderful experience for both of us...I did not join but it began a long road of giving friends and others their first hit of 5-MeO-DMT and being a part of them coming home. That friend all these years later informed me I must turn on his friend, he is seeking, etc...so it was arranged. Thus I met one of the few folks in my life who can mostly understand where I am coming from...on most days anyway. I needed that as I felt a little at the time...I had the full support of friends and family but nobody seemed to really get me to any degree so grateful for the full circle way of meeting. And we both pushed the envelop over the summer exploring and so glad we did.
Later in the summer, I happened to discover that a friend’s boyfriend’s sister somehow knew my cousin, Fatima, who I’d never met or ever heard of until now. She comes from the Empty Quarter, not quite Arabia and not quite Yemen. Her family were mostly Bedouin and sheep herder but they happened to be the one family in that part of the world who wanted to send their daughter to the USA for a semester of school before she was to be married away and sent to the fields with her sisters.
Meeting Fatima was a revelation to say the least. First off, she is nothing at all what I had expected. I am not sure what I expected as I had no conception of what a sheep herders daughter from the Arabian Desert was supposed to be like. But I never envisioned that between the fielding and the farming, she had become educated in the same field I was in (psychology) and was a semester away from graduation. She was also fully absorbed into the world of entheogens...from a career path, to a personal development path, to creativity, to good old fun...she was an awesomely creative, educated, and driven girl. She was also BEAUTIFUL. I mean classic, old world beauty. I was IMMEDIATELY taken by her because she was rapidly becoming the most amazing girl I had ever met....seriously!
A personality you never forget, and a charm that makes her irresistible. I had no idea the Arabian Desert grew this type of flower.
Making ourselves comfortable, Fatima suggested some trancy music and I weighed out 6mg dosages for MiPT for each of us. I suggested the MiPT since I had considered it mostly mild, and thus a good way for us to test the waters of tripping together. I am not sure if it was her or myself that first noticed the 6mg was a lot more intense than I said it would be. And it was and there we were.
The space from beautiful Fatima, relaxed in typtamine bliss and MiPT combined for just a beautiful atmosphere. All of the unfamiliarity we maybe felt a little earlier vanished and it truly felt like I was next to someone I had know all my days.
Fatima suggested some music, and I could not keep my eyes off of my cousin as she tranced out to the music and MiPT. She wore a smile cheek to cheek and her eyes closed, I was looking at something so gorgeous it looked like it had to be painted. I could not believe my cousin could be so unware of how ravishing she looked. It was almost cruel because I wanted to respect her family's wishes, but I became transfixed on her at this point. I knew she held secrets I didn't even know I would ask.
However, for the moment it didn't seem appropriate to ask so I closed my eyes and instead focused on inner visions. I was seeing square and triangular pattens all arranged in rows atop each other. The effects peaked at about 30 minutes and lasted roughly two hours. I knew the Gods blessed me when Fatima wanted to join me and cuddle together as we went to sleep. I don't think I have EVER felt anything nice as cuddling with Fatima, my cousin from the Empty Quarter of Arabia.
Summary:
Forgive the short report, it was mostly a bonding experience and not much more to say beyond this. It opened my mind, got rid of expectations I was experiencing at the time regarding nomadic girls of the Arabian Desert. Losing those expectations allowed me to take it all in with a truly fresh and open mind. Generally, MiPT is not very psychedelic for me, more of a 'tryptamine buzz with some visual-effects' type of thing....but tonight it literally hit the spot Fatima and I were hoping for. I was surprised how a 'drug' can 'change' on its very nature like this. Tryptamines never cease to amaze me. And man, and I glad I met this cousin! More on our week to come!
Met a new friend through another friend and a sacrament early in the summer, and considering the ‘post iboga’ perspective, first real friend I had made since the time I got into the opiate cycle. Many years ago, I turned my old friend D/D/D onto a hit of 5-MeO-DMT. At the time I was very young, so was he, and in hindsight it should have been a very stupid thing to do on my part but it was a wonderful experience for both of us...I did not join but it began a long road of giving friends and others their first hit of 5-MeO-DMT and being a part of them coming home. That friend all these years later informed me I must turn on his friend, he is seeking, etc...so it was arranged. Thus I met one of the few folks in my life who can mostly understand where I am coming from...on most days anyway. I needed that as I felt a little at the time...I had the full support of friends and family but nobody seemed to really get me to any degree so grateful for the full circle way of meeting. And we both pushed the envelop over the summer exploring and so glad we did.
Later in the summer, I happened to discover that a friend’s boyfriend’s sister somehow knew my cousin, Fatima, who I’d never met or ever heard of until now. She comes from the Empty Quarter, not quite Arabia and not quite Yemen. Her family were mostly Bedouin and sheep herder but they happened to be the one family in that part of the world who wanted to send their daughter to the USA for a semester of school before she was to be married away and sent to the fields with her sisters.
Meeting Fatima was a revelation to say the least. First off, she is nothing at all what I had expected. I am not sure what I expected as I had no conception of what a sheep herders daughter from the Arabian Desert was supposed to be like. But I never envisioned that between the fielding and the farming, she had become educated in the same field I was in (psychology) and was a semester away from graduation. She was also fully absorbed into the world of entheogens...from a career path, to a personal development path, to creativity, to good old fun...she was an awesomely creative, educated, and driven girl. She was also BEAUTIFUL. I mean classic, old world beauty. I was IMMEDIATELY taken by her because she was rapidly becoming the most amazing girl I had ever met....seriously!
A personality you never forget, and a charm that makes her irresistible. I had no idea the Arabian Desert grew this type of flower.Making ourselves comfortable, Fatima suggested some trancy music and I weighed out 6mg dosages for MiPT for each of us. I suggested the MiPT since I had considered it mostly mild, and thus a good way for us to test the waters of tripping together. I am not sure if it was her or myself that first noticed the 6mg was a lot more intense than I said it would be.
And it was and there we were.The space from beautiful Fatima, relaxed in typtamine bliss and MiPT combined for just a beautiful atmosphere. All of the unfamiliarity we maybe felt a little earlier vanished and it truly felt like I was next to someone I had know all my days.
Fatima suggested some music, and I could not keep my eyes off of my cousin as she tranced out to the music and MiPT. She wore a smile cheek to cheek and her eyes closed, I was looking at something so gorgeous it looked like it had to be painted. I could not believe my cousin could be so unware of how ravishing she looked. It was almost cruel because I wanted to respect her family's wishes, but I became transfixed on her at this point. I knew she held secrets I didn't even know I would ask.
However, for the moment it didn't seem appropriate to ask so I closed my eyes and instead focused on inner visions. I was seeing square and triangular pattens all arranged in rows atop each other. The effects peaked at about 30 minutes and lasted roughly two hours. I knew the Gods blessed me when Fatima wanted to join me and cuddle together as we went to sleep. I don't think I have EVER felt anything nice as cuddling with Fatima, my cousin from the Empty Quarter of Arabia.
Summary:
Forgive the short report, it was mostly a bonding experience and not much more to say beyond this. It opened my mind, got rid of expectations I was experiencing at the time regarding nomadic girls of the Arabian Desert. Losing those expectations allowed me to take it all in with a truly fresh and open mind. Generally, MiPT is not very psychedelic for me, more of a 'tryptamine buzz with some visual-effects' type of thing....but tonight it literally hit the spot Fatima and I were hoping for. I was surprised how a 'drug' can 'change' on its very nature like this. Tryptamines never cease to amaze me. And man, and I glad I met this cousin! More on our week to come!
