Have torch, GVG, spice... will DEFINITELY travel.

I set up a candle and some pillows to create a comfortable little space. I put on some Shpongle and meditated for a few minutes while sipping some water and concentrating on my breathing.

I got two good hits in but was unable to go for a third. I was unable because the lines formed by my glass piece began extending across my field of vision like a spiderweb in 360 degrees.

All of these lines began to form perfect hexagons about a centimeter across. Each hexagon took on a hue of cyan, magenta, or bright yellow. The colors began to alternate and divide into smaller pixels.

A feeling of physical warmth and mental comfort washed over me. At this time my candle must have gone out because there was no more luminosity to be found in the room.

The only thing that was left were the bright blue and purple laser lights being cast across my gaze in perfect straight lines at perfect right angles. But even this was almost completely drowned out by a rewarding feeling of contentment.

Every thought I have ever imagined, every feeling I have ever experienced, every idea I had ever conceived was injected into me at once in an overwhelming presentation of my life up to this point.

My reaction to this was one of supreme gratification. At this point it it was easy to allow the elves to take me away from who I was and everything I'd done. Time became less of a line and more of a point. Now.

This great feeling of peace existed for what could have been an eternity, and it was all in pitch blackness. Then I felt the presence of something that was fighting the peace and gratification I had achieved.

There were two presences, one on either side of me. They had themselves positioned in a way that what could have been their hands were supporting my shoulders so I was stable and so that I could hear them think.

I began to question their purpose and at this point I felt very self conscious about all of the previous decisions, ideas, feelings and thoughts which had made me so content a lifetime ago.

It almost seemed as these presences were there to shake the foundation for my ego. I had a pretty significant struggle with reality at this point; should I capitulate to outside influences and assimilation or should I continue to be myself, an individual?

And which was the right decision? I was wrestling with the ideas of morality and practicality: I was definitely on my way back to earth.

As I came around, the sounds of unique time signature bass and beautiful flute playing resonated in my ears and I could see the faint reflections of the furniture in my home holding themselves out as auras in almost complete darkness.

I am not sure whether this constitutes breaking through given the conscious and linear nature of the majority of my experience, but it was certainly intense and awe-inspiring.

Next time I think I'll buy a better candle, though.

Nice! Glad you enjoyed you most excellent trip!

Thanks, Kool-Aid...

I did enjoy it in the overall, but a lot of it had me kind of overwhelmed. There was a certain, undeniable sense of "you shouldn't be doing this," in the tail end of my trip when I was remembering that I was a person. This was coupled with a depressing sense of paranoia I associate with marijuana (I used to smoke all the time but now its gotten a little unconfortable).

I am a resonably happy person with no more stress than the next fella, I suppose.

I have read about the jitters and similar anxiety attributed to the spice, but have you ever experienced this? Is there stuff I can do to put my mind in a better place before blast off or is it kind of just like rolling the dice with this elf dust?

Thanks I really appreciate it.