hey,
second post here. the other night I broke through upon smoking a large amount of changa, however perhaps set and setting was not right that I had quiet an uncomfortable trip. Tonight I decided to finish off the rest of my changa but this time changing a few things. I know by the amount that I was not going to break through, but I just wanted to meditate and have a good time. So I light some incense, and begin to play Michael Vetter - Entfaltung. I sit down on a cushion crossed legged with my rose quartz in my hand, changa roll in the other. I begin to smoke, with my first light puff I notice that I'm already feeling the effect of the dmt. Unusual, previous times its taken me a lot longer to come up but on first drag I'm already beginning to see some fractal images when I close my eyes but not intense. I smoke some more, and enjoy the music and grip my rose quartz. I'm greeted with beauty, love and happiness. It's a easy ride up, I think because my mind is becoming used to it, the transition from reality to dream becomes one unnoticed. I smoke some more and as I do I try to remain constant of my body, last time I had an out of body experience and knowing that this would not happen this time, I wanted to test what effect it would have on my body. I have a tumor in my shoulder, its benign don't worry but it affects my posture and I have limited movement in my arm. I think about my arm and am I'm greeted with love by whoever and I tell them or my inner self that that this time I've brought the gift of music they'll enjoy and a rose quartz. I think about the problem of my arm I begin to loose control of my arm, it waves around to the energy, I have no control of the way it flows, but it does so with grace. I feel like its being massaged and when I open my arms and look down at my arm, its wavy like and all jelly like! It makes me giggle and I close my eyes again. My arm is still waving and I think it moved into a position it hadn't done before - it clicks, a loud click. I feel like a child, I feel innocent. And for moments I feel a huge weight being lifted off my shoulder, I feel like my tumor has been removed and I'm free! I feel completely lightweight and floaty. This trip was the first time I spoke and I said thankyou, thank you so much. I wanted to cry out of happiness. I feel complete zen. I smile and enjoy the love and happiness that was surrounding me. There is no darkness only light. It's truly beautiful. Then the music stops... I'm not so deep in that I don't notice and I begin to wonder why. It cuts off the momentum though I try to remain as I was and sit still, happy with a huge grin on my face. I try to remain focused, but reality cutting in like that threw me out of the space. Oh well, I sit for a few more moments before standing up and seeing what the problem was. I look at the time, it's 21.15. I first lit the changa roll at 20.50. I'd been meditating for almost 25mins. Wierd. I think this trip has been my most beautiful yet, and my longest. I think the other night, when I tried to break through and I didn't have such a good time was because I didn't set the right setting. Or I wasn't mentally prepared for how deep I was going to go in. I'm now looking forward to my next trip, I know what music works for me and I felt comfortable holding a crystal in my hand, sitting in a crossed legged position. Although I didn't break through, this has been my happiest trip yet, and I think I'm prepared to break through again.
we are the music makes,
and the dreamers of dreams