Uncle Octo's Trip Reports

[octopusrex]

My thread, so I'll try to start it with..

Most recent Ayahuasca trip. Fargo. My brew.

Start with the usual "I'm turning into multidimentional snakes!" kinda shakin' off the physical body to go into...

I'm not accepting death. I'm the last man standing, so no matter how detached I am from my physical body, I'm turning on the lights and looking in the mirror...

Ooops.. Big mistake. No sign of life there, buddy, just an empty shell, animated by the sheer force of will. Yer dead as a doornob, you dweeb!

"Oh yeah? But I'm still standing! Look! The last man standing!"

"Crawling more like.. Besides, look into your eyes, they are ... dead".

"Yer right buddy. I better lie down again...".

Okay, so I turn the lights back off. No use in crawling around zombie-like. That's absolutely too spooky and not fun. Then I try to go back out, but I'm actually in-and-out kinda thing. Dead spirits flocking into the room.

Snake again. This time I am free. Once you forget about yer arms and legs, you are really moving trough the ether! Lets go further into the maelstorm.. It's absolutely beautiful.

The gray-place. No "I" or "you" or "this" or "that"... Everything is one. Nothing is. Everything is. No way to explain it in words.. The "truth" sets you free. This space.. this place. It's the truth. Everything else is a lie. No color. Gray.

Purple visions.

Peace. No-body means no-pain. There is much left to do! Return! Return!

Ooopsss.. snakey snake again! Watch out world! Here I come! No arms. No legs. Just a big fucking mouth!

Body! I have a penis! I have an ass! I have arms and fingers! What is a penis!?

UFF!! Back to my old body. Clumsy. Pain-ridden. I'm zombie again! But I look alive, don't I. I talk, I walk. Alive! Not alive! No distinctions! Still standing! I'm still in my body! But.. I'm not really in it, am I? It's not responding. I don't know how to use this body any more!

"Can't be walkin' around half-living-half-dead. Go back into your body already!"

"I can't! I can't sleep it off! I'm in-between now!"

"Let your mind roam... "

Disjointed thoughts. Elements that don't fit. Mindstuff with no distinctions, no separations.

Dark.

I am awake again. Woopie! Whatta trip!

Lets' do it again some time!:D:D:D:D:D

[jonbongjovi]

sounds like a trip but i'd rather just have a bong and still know what my penis is tbh....

[thelyran]

...strange trip Octopusrex...that's what happens to me,if I am ungrounded or
astral and going through psychic attack...and you do this for fun?...
pack me a cone sir...nothing else.:)

[octopusrex]

...strange trip Octopusrex...that's what happens to me,if I am ungrounded or
astral and going through psychic attack...and you do this for fun?...
pack me a cone sir...nothing else.:)

Actually, I kinda consider tripping my "job". But it's a fun job. Where else do you get to be so utterly out of the subjective/objective? Besides, when you realize that ... yer dead...

What the fuck can you be worried about?:D

[octopusrex]

sounds like a trip but i'd rather just have a bong and still know what my penis is tbh....

Never get nuff from a bong. I need a pipe, y'know?:D

[octopusrex]

Chickenshits! Not a single trip report!:mad:

[thelyran]

Actually, I kinda consider tripping my "job". But it's a fun job. Where else do you get to be so utterly out of the subjective/objective? Besides, when you realize that ... yer dead...

What the fuck can you be worried about?:D


Ok,that was funny:D...you're braver than me,DMT,is the one drug I'm scared of,I won't write about the previous drug experiences,but after I slept,I'll tell you one of the freakiest things that happened after taking a large dose of Tryptophan,before it was taken off the market,I was 18,at the time,and bought a real demon back,bastard was in the back of my first car,a 440 Cortina...yes,I was scared.Talk later.Jase.

[octopusrex]

Ok,that was funny:D...you're braver than me,DMT,is the one drug I'm scared of,I won't write about the previous drug experiences,but after I slept,I'll tell you one of the freakiest things that happened after taking a large dose of Tryptophan,before it was taken off the market,I was 18,at the time,and bought a real demon back,bastard was in the back of my first car,a 440 Cortina...yes,I was scared.Talk later.Jase.

I can see you and I are gonna be good friends. DMT is a spirit molecule, dude. It''s what we need to be doing in order to get out all this shit from our systems!:D

[octopusrex]

Strawberries! This whole damn site is full of frakkin' strawberries!!!!:mad::mad::mad:

[thelyran]

Strawberries! This whole damn site is full of frakkin' strawberries!!!!:mad::mad::mad:


you're not talking LSD...what do you mean?

EDIT...strawberries was a variant of LSD in the mid 90s

[thelyran]

I can see you and I are gonna be good friends. DMT is a spirit molecule, dude. It''s what we need to be doing in order to get out all this shit from our systems!:D

...don't be upset,that I have'nt written it yet,I'm still a bit rattled by it and it happened 20 years ago.I agree with the spirit molecule thing,but still have reservations about it,until one resolves inner psyche issues,or locked in resentment.Particulary the way it happened.I tried to write it the other night,but the thread dropped out and lost all my work.So,I will have a go at using microsoft word and see how that goes...sorry,Octopusrex...I'll get there.Regards Jason:)

[phemohilia]

Alrighty then....

This is a recounting of an experience with Salvia Divinorum about a year or two ago.

OK, I exhale... Catch my breath and sit still awaiting the experience to begin. It's not long until I get warm and itchy all over and then begin to feel myself sweating. Always breaking a good sweat once it begins. I feel myself sinking into the couch, as though I'm becoming a part of it, or maybe realizing that I've always been a part of it, on unseen levels.

Beginning to feel miles away yet eyes open wide, there are no visuals aside from the woodgrain of the floor slightly swimming in an almost side to side motion. Then it hits!!!

I feel as though the "Real Me" has just walked up to a couple peepholes in a wall and peered through, it is a depression or carved out space in the wall that ONLY my face fits into. I press my face into this indentation, perfect fit!!! I look into this room through these two holes in this wall which I have just on some level figured out were my eyes/sockets.

Looking into this room, I see the place that my normal baseline self calls "Home"..... It's my living room. The view from sitting on the couch. It feels as though this room were manufactured, especially for me, as though anything different wouldn't have lent itself to the correct interpretation in this one instance in "Time"..... I look around the room, thinking "Wow, this is really strange, I know I'm sitting on my couch but I've somehow just seen this room as though for the very first time, and STILL there's such a warm, known familiarity to it all.....

I look down at my body. My chest, my arms, my legs... Also must be perfectly made indentations into this wall that I've somehow seemed to find and fit into so perfectly. Truly, a feeling of being on the outside looking in....


I think that's probably the most profound experience I've had to date using Salvia Divinorum. Just plain leaf. After reaching baseline, I laughed at the experience and the thoughts I had. Not in a "write them off" kinda way, but in a "man, that's so right on" kinda way....

I also felt a considerable "anti-depressant" lift for about 2 or 3 days afterward. Good medicine!!!

[mrmoney]

Wow, this thread scares me.

[phemohilia]

My thread, so I'll try to start it with..

Most recent Ayahuasca trip. Fargo. My brew.

Start with the usual "I'm turning into multidimentional snakes!" kinda shakin' off the physical body to go into...


Awesome!!

Reminds me of yet another experience with Salvia Divinorum. I was lying on the bed and felt the itchy feeling again, somehow relating the feeling to having snakes crawling all over me and I sensed a feeling, a premonition as if I were having a vision, well, without the visual aspect. Often times I'll speak aloud the words I feel that are coming to me as thoughts or feelings. And so I said "A book.... of snakes... a book opening up with snakes falling out of it..."

And it wasn't long after that when I received, as an unsolicited Christmas gift from my wife, the book "The Cosmic Serpent" by Jermey Narby!!! I'd been wanting this book for years and just never went ahead with getting it and then BAMM, out of nowhere (now-here) my wife gives it to me for Christmas, and I hadn't said a word about it to her, she got it on instinct.....

Talk about synchronicity in action!!!!

[runciter]

I can see you and I are gonna be good friends.


recommended reading:

http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=10748

your posts in that thread are the best introduction to your worldview.

[octopusrex]

recommended reading:

http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=10748

your posts in that thread are the best introduction to your worldview.

Runciter, with all the respect and affection I have for you.. Go stick a finger up your ass. :D Try to stay on topic!

[octopusrex]

...don't be upset,that I have'nt written it yet,I'm still a bit rattled by it and it happened 20 years ago.I agree with the spirit molecule thing,but still have reservations about it,until one resolves inner psyche issues,or locked in resentment.Particulary the way it happened.I tried to write it the other night,but the thread dropped out and lost all my work.So,I will have a go at using microsoft word and see how that goes...sorry,Octopusrex...I'll get there.Regards Jason:)

Hmm. Sounds like we're gonna get your ready for another wonderful journey. Y'know.. Once you let of of ego, it's kinda easy. Jack Nicholson said it best in "Batman"... "You can't make and omlett without breaking a few eggs!".:D

[octopusrex]

Alrighty then....

This is a recounting of an experience with Salvia Divinorum about a year or two ago.

OK, I exhale... Catch my breath and sit still awaiting the experience to begin. It's not long until I get warm and itchy all over and then begin to feel myself sweating. Always breaking a good sweat once it begins. I feel myself sinking into the couch, as though I'm becoming a part of it, or maybe realizing that I've always been a part of it, on unseen levels.

Beginning to feel miles away yet eyes open wide, there are no visuals aside from the woodgrain of the floor slightly swimming in an almost side to side motion. Then it hits!!!

I feel as though the "Real Me" has just walked up to a couple peepholes in a wall and peered through, it is a depression or carved out space in the wall that ONLY my face fits into. I press my face into this indentation, perfect fit!!! I look into this room through these two holes in this wall which I have just on some level figured out were my eyes/sockets.

Looking into this room, I see the place that my normal baseline self calls "Home"..... It's my living room. The view from sitting on the couch. It feels as though this room were manufactured, especially for me, as though anything different wouldn't have lent itself to the correct interpretation in this one instance in "Time"..... I look around the room, thinking "Wow, this is really strange, I know I'm sitting on my couch but I've somehow just seen this room as though for the very first time, and STILL there's such a warm, known familiarity to it all.....

I look down at my body. My chest, my arms, my legs... Also must be perfectly made indentations into this wall that I've somehow seemed to find and fit into so perfectly. Truly, a feeling of being on the outside looking in....


I think that's probably the most profound experience I've had to date using Salvia Divinorum. Just plain leaf. After reaching baseline, I laughed at the experience and the thoughts I had. Not in a "write them off" kinda way, but in a "man, that's so right on" kinda way....

I also felt a considerable "anti-depressant" lift for about 2 or 3 days afterward. Good medicine!!!

I'm not a big fan of Salvia. I only use it when I'm outta weed. It's too "metallic". If you really want somethin' to rock your soul, try a little 'wasca. Go for broke with LSD. Pscilocibin works wonders for me. Saliva.. It's like... the entree.

[runciter]

Runciter, with all the respect and affection I have for you.. Go stick a finger up your ass. :D Try to stay on topic!

it's a thread about you, your views on sex with children aren't off topic i think :)