After ingesting 3.5 dried grams with my friend, we lay down on his rooftop staring up at the clouds on a beautiful NYC afternoon. I was delighted to find, while peaking, that if I hummed in different tones I could coax the patterns in the sky to not only change colors, but to shift their fractal patterning. If I increased the pitch and intensity of the tone I made, the patterns would eventually break apart (but very orderly) to reveal these hexagon-like tiles marked with fiercly etched "runes". These runes were most certainly a kind of language, or form of syntax that had surfaced up into the foreground of my experience.
Curious to hear others' experience of this phenomenon. It was clear to me that this display was dependent upon my interaction with it. Wonder if others have found particular substances, doses, or practices that bring it about...
"We're all in this together, by ourselves." --Lily Tomlin