I wonder if I'm enlightened or something. It felt so strongly last night. This world merged and I was in another demension. Then I became posessed by a spirit. The sprit's name was "Payne" or something last night Lieutenant Lewis Thomas Payne... I don't know. He was like... British or Irish or something and he was in the military I think. It was freaky. I kept trying to be me and it kept going to him. Afterwards, my friends set the bathroom on fire and I had to put it out. I thought their house was going to burn down. But... I felt as if I knew god and everything. I kept thinking that all these Christian Conservatives are against weed so we don't know what the other "real world" is. We won't be able to discover that dimension. And people view anyone who hasn't done marijuana and isn't under eighteen as someone who is ignorant of this other dimension. People don't want us to be enlightened and discover the truth. They pretend that this is the real world and another dimension doesn't exist... I tried to call Jimi Hendrix to possess my body but I couldn't find him. I think he was busy. I'm not sure if I was in heaven or not. I don't know if this other dimension was heaven. It's hard to explain. Christians and such are just trying to get to this world but somehow I was sent to this other world... or at least my spirit was. I asked for Jerry Garcia and he was there walking around and smiling... then I thought "What if I'm some prophet or something that was sent to tell people. People wouldn't believe me... it's just so fucked up. I'm wondering if someone laced that stuff. I was eating a Kudo's bar last night and the M&Ms were green... lime green... then the other M&Ms on it were turning from lime green to forest green then to black and brown... so I ate it. Then, I went outside and sat on the lawn and stared at the stars... and everything felt normal..... it lasted for about three to four hours. For some reason I still have memory of all of it. I kept feeling like I was in a dream. All in a dream. I also thought that maybe drugs and dreams are tools and methods of contacting the other dimension that everyone thinks is heaven. I'm so freaked out by this. Holy Fuck.
that has been the most scared literally i ahve ever been in ly life frum reading that Orsino2.your fuckin scray.wat drugs r u triping on dude, seriously, your fucked up man
I'm wondering. I have no idea. For some reason I reached some strange state of consciousness in my mind. I was nervous as fuck.
I love getting that monster weed that just fucking rips your skull apart when you smoke it. Kudos man, hope you had fun
Yeah... but I told myself in the highness that there were levels of perception, enlightening, and understanding to be achieved... people had gone to heaven but not come back and they had died... primarily by taking cocaine and such. Then I saw why republicans and christian conservatives try to hide marijuana and the truth and that the world looks down on you for trying to access heaven. It tasted like shit... I threw up twice while using a gravity. It only cost $35... but it was one of my best friend's who got it and one of our other friend's cousins is the one who grew it. It was weird... I really think I was possessed. I wrote about a page of poetry on my friend's computer and it was sooooooo fucking strange. I thought I was tripping... I was screaming and didn't realize it because I thought I was dreaming and time went in reverse and my face was being sucked off... I couldn't feel my body... and if people came near me, I wanted to run away and didn't want them to touch me for fear that it would sting.
Yeah, I've had stuff like this happen before on really good West Coast bud. It's pretty strange. Psilocybin does this much more hardcore for me, though. I felt like I went back in time and found some past lives. Maybe the stuff you had was laced with synthetic Psilocybin, man. We have actual recorded evidence that people have been quoted explaining a trip to a past life, and they describe the area nearly exactly as it was at the time. I remember reading yesterday about a guy named Maruel Marrisu who studied at Berkeley under Timothy Leary who had a trip on this stuff, and explained a past life in the villages of Austria near Spital where Hitler's dad and Grandfather grew up, and he described it exactly as writers of the time described it to be, and the topography he described was nearly exactly the same as it was on maps created at the time. One could argue this guy was just really well versed in Austrian culture and was faking it, but there are a lot of other people who have experienced the same type of thing. As for the dimensions, I just started reading really heavily about Timothy Leary and his theory of the 8-circuit model of Conciousness thanks to another user on here posting about him. It's really very interesting after you read on it for a while. It's hard to understand at first, but it's pretty easy once it hits you. I don't know about the religious influence on your high, if this theory does hold true, because it doesn't exist in his theory. Basically he says that there are 4 basic modes of conciousness reached by the average person. 5-8 are modes or 'gears' of the right brain reserved for much more evolved humans, and that certain drugs and techniques like yoga can open these gears for use. Supposedly the fifth level is accessed by Marijuana, the 6th by Psilocybin(shrooms) and exercise of certain ancient arts, the 7th by LSD and the 8th by Ketamine. Basically it just states that the first 4 circuits of typical psychology are the 4 of which you experience in between birth, your formative years, mid-life and death. Imprints upon your mind of certain ways of being are made while you age. Psychologists mainly reject the next 4 circuits, simply because they don't believe drugs or Rasha Yoga-induced highs can create new somatic imprints upon your brain, or allow you to access those gears that Leary talks about. I'm still skeptical about it, but if follows very closely the same path as the first 4 accepted neurosomatic psychological circuits. His whole theory revolves around the idea that this other brain space is reserved for a later evolution of beings, which can actually be reached by the use of these drugs, and that once accessed, you've reached a higher level of being. The 8th circuit would allow you to telepathically speak to humans and would effectively nullify "hominoid-grunts" among other 'powers' like travel to other places in time. A lot of people claim they speak to their animals or their friends telepathically when they're tripping, but I've never experienced that personally. Level 5, the level that isn't accessible to sober human beings, or humans who haven't mastered the art of Tantra or Hasha/Rasha Yoga, is opened by neurotrasmission chemicals in our lovely Mary jane. Psilocybin in shrooms bring you to level 6, so maybe, like I said, you smoked some really good Psilocybin-laced bud and accessed that new imprintable 'gear'. When I trip on shrooms I have all types of strange experiences like this. Remember,... the truth stands, but the truth is malleable.
I'm going to get some more next week from my friend's sister... strange thing is that it didn't taste right and the smoke was very scratchy. You only had to take two hits and your face was numb and I was lost in space and time...
