Taima-da
Well-known member
I've had the road rolling and billowing under the car;
a symphony of clouds, hills, music and light blended in unimaginably thrilling beauty;
the movement and sound of waves tickle unknown corners of being, all from chewed cob.
The crystal clarity of DMT without the geometric manifestations.
Tripping stupid giggling inability to keep a straight face.
A sense of compete awe and gratitude.
Irresistible delirious saturated wipe-outs near coma.
A deep appreciation of musical genres I could never understand previously.
If the music puts a spell on me I know the cob is still working.
And like Tangwena, a mystifying capacity to feel where the fish are in the water when fishing.
No true hallucinations yet though.
Mostly wilder tropical ace strains but also a few others, some Bodhi, a Sumatran, all different, depending on the depth of cure. I like the way you never can tell what's going to happen on any given day.
I can vouch for Salvia. Can turn your entire visual field into a twisted bon bon wrapper and leave you just a tiny cog crushed under the wheel of the universe.
a symphony of clouds, hills, music and light blended in unimaginably thrilling beauty;
the movement and sound of waves tickle unknown corners of being, all from chewed cob.
The crystal clarity of DMT without the geometric manifestations.
Tripping stupid giggling inability to keep a straight face.
A sense of compete awe and gratitude.
Irresistible delirious saturated wipe-outs near coma.
A deep appreciation of musical genres I could never understand previously.
If the music puts a spell on me I know the cob is still working.
And like Tangwena, a mystifying capacity to feel where the fish are in the water when fishing.
No true hallucinations yet though.
Mostly wilder tropical ace strains but also a few others, some Bodhi, a Sumatran, all different, depending on the depth of cure. I like the way you never can tell what's going to happen on any given day.
I can vouch for Salvia. Can turn your entire visual field into a twisted bon bon wrapper and leave you just a tiny cog crushed under the wheel of the universe.