Namaste my friends and my family. I'm starting this report in my journal because my keyboard is currently effed up to a degree that would obstruct the flow of the story. So I'll post it in another thread later after I'm a decent length into it. I can deal with the shoddy typing if I'm just copying, but not while meditating and thinking. I'll just say that it was done with my wife (her first time). We used bicycle day anniversary blotters, she had 2, I had 4. It was by far the most visual, inexplicable trip I've had. It was at night in our apartment and being alone with her there got really deep into the illusion of duality. It also had more personal epiphanies than ever regarding weed, caffeine, health, my neo-con parents, etc. It wasn't troublesome it was highly revealing and I went further into myself than ever. I felt nothing but love for my beautiful parents despite our ideological friction. With my egoic pride laid to rest, I was just a kid who loved his mom and dad and my mind pulled out several cherished long-lost memories about them. One thing that was hilarious to me: I laid down in bed at one point to get lost in the visions and I noticed that they didn't have the intricate depth they did before, no divisions upon divisions. I figured my brain needed some physical sustenence and I went to the kitchen and joyously came upon the forgotten walnuts. I held them in my hand and they were little brains, with the symmetrical hemispheres. They started wrinkling up upon themselves like a brain gets more wrinkled with age. The wrinkles spread to my hand and my skin was getting more detailed and wrinkled, more divisions upon divisions. I started eating them and the wrinkling effect overtook my whole awareness. I could feel the wrinkly wisdom enter my brain and my brain divided itself many times, so much that my awareness crept into the couch I was sitting on and I could feel mental appendages creep down into the earth like roots taking hold. I sensed what were the original shells of these walnuts but they weren't nutshells, they were human skulls. The skulls were still buried in the depths of the earth but the brains inside them were re-absorbed by the earth and were re-constituted in the form of a walnut. I sensed with all the certainty of which I'm capable, that the wisdom of our paleo-ancestors and of ancient sages were not wasted but were recycled into the chain of being, and the natural output of walnuts were the purest preservation of ancient wisdom. I felt that if I eat a lot of walnuts I would literally be adding their wisdom unto my own. I heard before that walnuts are a good brain food, but I was pretty much taking an inter-dimensional tour of the fact. After that I laid in bed again and the visions divided upon themselves and were stunning and interactive, and I felt the presence of humanity and my ancestors. This sentiment of divisions upon divisions is familiar to many of you I'm sure, and this was just one instance of division of consciousness that I experienced. So yeah I'll write everything I intend to in my journal then I'll post it here later. :cheers2:
Amazing I especially like the kid who loves his mom and dad part I came to terms with my parents neo-con in the same way Great report kudos brother
Yo Burnabowl, def enjoyed reading about this trip, Sounds like 4 of those really gets the job done well eh? looking forward to reading some more bro, peace!
