jaymie
Bluelighter
Yopo -- April 19th, 2003 2:45am
Set: I was curious, scared and excited all rolled into one
Setting: I was laying on my bed in a dark room
So, this is yopo for me -- a mini, more condensed, comforting and relaxing Ayahuasca experience. I wasn't quite sure what to expect at first, but have learned not to expect anything from psychedelics, so I leap into the fire hoping to come out the other side not too worse for wear. Not only did I come out with a better understanding of where I stand and lack of a kicked ass, but a better understanding of this plant and it's properties on the mind.
Preparation: baked yopo seeds in a toaster oven until puffed up (2 minutes, or so), took out immediately and let cool. Then chopped and mixed in with small amounts of baking soda. They were a light brown color.
My partner eyeballed me a line from a one heavy dose worths bag that was about 2 inches long and 1/4 of an inch wide. I got under a blanket and used the coca-cola snorty. Got the line up and sat back. (The powder tasted sort of like bitter bread crumbs.) After getting it up there immediately my nose ached and pulsated. For a couple minutes all I felt was this pounding ache in my nasal cavity. Then I felt it stretch up to my brain and my head started to pulsate with a tingly feeling like what was in my nose. (This was similar to a scalp buzz from an E pill, but much heavier and obvious.) After my whole head started to vibrate with heavy tones and my eyelid's droop, my knees started to feel the same way and it progressed until my body was immersed in this heavy vibration. It felt harmonious and mathematical, spacious and grid-like; not unpleasant or particularly pleasant either, but interesting and entirely bearable.
The drip was not as bad as I thought it would be, except when I lay back I sort of felt as if I was drowning because it would drip down my throat at a fast rate.
Once getting past the drip and settling into my new state I started to recognize the same feelings I had on the come up of my first Ayahuasca experience. There was this childlike comfort and trust that surrounded me. I felt I could put better clarity and focus on my thoughts. Soon I began to look at my thoughts and feel them out. I was looking for analogies on why I thought certain thoughts. I was happy, but at the same time felt a familiar, but stronger part of me that was screaming out for my attention. I soon found what was so urgently calling to me. This place was underneath the surface me -- it was skeptical and untrustful, the kind of place where worry lurks, but when you look closer you see it's insiduos and decrepid worry. The kind that breeds severe anxiety if you lock into it unknowingly, the kind that when you first notice it get's you a big kick in the ass.
This was what I thought led me astray on my Aya trip and I wasn't going to let that happen again. I was feeling it out slowly. I had the protection of something with me, so I knew I wasn't going to freak too much. Perfection or death was my "progress mantra" in here. I close my lids and as I dug deeper I felt more and more anxious, almost sick as I felt the abundance of my negativity swirling beneath my being. It was tearing me apart, ceasing and stagnating my spirit and my world. I felt that I was disgusted with myself for this part of me and that this misunderstood disgust for my own self was what tore me apart and held me back. Honestly, if someone was to ask me what I have to be disgusted at I couldn't reply with anything. There is nothing to be disgusted at, but why I am is the root I hope to uncover on more successive experiments with Yopo.
I was amazed at how fast yopo takes effect and also amazed that I began where the spirit of Aya left me back in Sept. 02'. Yopo is extremely similar to Ayahuasca brew in my experience, but much more comforting. In the process of this tedious and long research I have been doing I learn small bits at a time about my mind and how it works. This was another small lesson to keep me a hunterer and gatherer inside the mind's wilderness.
Thanks for reading.
-Jaymie
Set: I was curious, scared and excited all rolled into one
Setting: I was laying on my bed in a dark room
So, this is yopo for me -- a mini, more condensed, comforting and relaxing Ayahuasca experience. I wasn't quite sure what to expect at first, but have learned not to expect anything from psychedelics, so I leap into the fire hoping to come out the other side not too worse for wear. Not only did I come out with a better understanding of where I stand and lack of a kicked ass, but a better understanding of this plant and it's properties on the mind.
Preparation: baked yopo seeds in a toaster oven until puffed up (2 minutes, or so), took out immediately and let cool. Then chopped and mixed in with small amounts of baking soda. They were a light brown color.
My partner eyeballed me a line from a one heavy dose worths bag that was about 2 inches long and 1/4 of an inch wide. I got under a blanket and used the coca-cola snorty. Got the line up and sat back. (The powder tasted sort of like bitter bread crumbs.) After getting it up there immediately my nose ached and pulsated. For a couple minutes all I felt was this pounding ache in my nasal cavity. Then I felt it stretch up to my brain and my head started to pulsate with a tingly feeling like what was in my nose. (This was similar to a scalp buzz from an E pill, but much heavier and obvious.) After my whole head started to vibrate with heavy tones and my eyelid's droop, my knees started to feel the same way and it progressed until my body was immersed in this heavy vibration. It felt harmonious and mathematical, spacious and grid-like; not unpleasant or particularly pleasant either, but interesting and entirely bearable.
The drip was not as bad as I thought it would be, except when I lay back I sort of felt as if I was drowning because it would drip down my throat at a fast rate.
Once getting past the drip and settling into my new state I started to recognize the same feelings I had on the come up of my first Ayahuasca experience. There was this childlike comfort and trust that surrounded me. I felt I could put better clarity and focus on my thoughts. Soon I began to look at my thoughts and feel them out. I was looking for analogies on why I thought certain thoughts. I was happy, but at the same time felt a familiar, but stronger part of me that was screaming out for my attention. I soon found what was so urgently calling to me. This place was underneath the surface me -- it was skeptical and untrustful, the kind of place where worry lurks, but when you look closer you see it's insiduos and decrepid worry. The kind that breeds severe anxiety if you lock into it unknowingly, the kind that when you first notice it get's you a big kick in the ass.
This was what I thought led me astray on my Aya trip and I wasn't going to let that happen again. I was feeling it out slowly. I had the protection of something with me, so I knew I wasn't going to freak too much. Perfection or death was my "progress mantra" in here. I close my lids and as I dug deeper I felt more and more anxious, almost sick as I felt the abundance of my negativity swirling beneath my being. It was tearing me apart, ceasing and stagnating my spirit and my world. I felt that I was disgusted with myself for this part of me and that this misunderstood disgust for my own self was what tore me apart and held me back. Honestly, if someone was to ask me what I have to be disgusted at I couldn't reply with anything. There is nothing to be disgusted at, but why I am is the root I hope to uncover on more successive experiments with Yopo.
I was amazed at how fast yopo takes effect and also amazed that I began where the spirit of Aya left me back in Sept. 02'. Yopo is extremely similar to Ayahuasca brew in my experience, but much more comforting. In the process of this tedious and long research I have been doing I learn small bits at a time about my mind and how it works. This was another small lesson to keep me a hunterer and gatherer inside the mind's wilderness.
Thanks for reading.
-Jaymie
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