I had a great experience yesterday that left me puzzled by some of my toughts, i know this may be an often repeated topic in the Nexxus, there is always a wee bit one can contribute.

My set & setting are really good. so i come in to the experience well prepared. My train of tough was basically that i had left a lot of spice in the coil chamber of my vaporizer and it did´t feel good to store it like that for a month, or clean and waste. wasn´t sure that it was enough, but didnt feel the need to shoot for a breaktrough.´

It was about sunset, already done prep for my dinner and my wife was dining with her friends. i also had a great cigar waiting and the clouds were a deep gray.

I relaxed, tried to remember a quick meditational practice that i read on the tibetan book of the dead and put some mantras on a low volume to cover some of the noices from the crowd on the hotel next door to where i live. The dried dmt took some time to melt and hit the ceramic base, it took me time to understand and got a bit confused after a few draws. Eventually i was dipping my toes on this triptamine space with a slower onset than expected.

My mind finds itself in a paradox doing an effort to distinguish if its under the effects of 5-meo-dmt or NN´DMT. until i tell myself that who cares? and suddenly a card roulette invades my headspace with a jester flying like superman pointing at my pineal gland with a baton, while the roulette and cards showed me impossible colors and now unrecognizable mandalas in my memory.

i know this is one of the most common archetipes, but is baffling to me now that the whole scene is often repeated. I think also of it as a subbreaktrough. As just after me being able to let the body relax i opened my eyes and saw my living room in another realm and inmediately after a spirit covered me with a warm blanket.

This clearly the realm of mother ayahuasca and signaled that the trip was about to end. I closed my eyes again and was received by a weir interplay between neon signs, traffic signs and logos. stacking on what it was a dark concrete street, Slowly fading away. I took a deep breath and felt a little angst, yearning for an energetic release. I had to tell me there will be another time, and remembered that i still have more than a gram of 5-meo-dmt stored. In any case i can wait two weeks and get that energetic release with that

I continued my day, had a call with my parents finished dinner, smoked my cigar while cleaning up. Just before going to bed to watch a movie.

I thank mother aya for that warm embrace and i´m happy after meeting one of the celebrities of the DMT realm.

Good ol quality time in hyperspace