Spiritual Journal, 11/1/01
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novapsyche7:38 p.m.
I was determined to dose today before our "stash" (what a misnomer) was depleted. I took 8 C+C+C and two Dramamines around 6:30 or so. I just finished a 4 oz. bottle of Robo Max. I'm just about to take 2 ibuprofen, and in a half-hour I will ingest 1 caffeine pill.
7:55 p.m.
I'm a little warm right now. But my stomach seems to be fine. Starting to feel the barest effects, a little lightheadedness. But I will certainly feel that when we begin smoking!
8:06 p.m.
10/15/01: I mentioned the word "translucent" and broke it down into two parts: trans-, which I figures means "transcendent" or "-ing"; and lucent, which does mean light. Translucent. Beyond light.
Enlightenment is a process of becoming translucent.
8:34 p.m. [this is where the trance state started.--3:50 p.m. 11/2/01]
Excitement is an emotional/metaphysical wall. It can precede or be the kernel of ambiguity.
I, at this moment (after 1.5 bowls of opium/cannabis), can find entertainment on the kalaidescope electrical patterns under my closed eyelids. I can't wait till the "computer animation" part of the DXM trip comes in. [I often see 'laser'-like patterns.]
My awake self and my sleep self. These have synergystically combined. Was that Nirvana.
8:50 p.m.
Everything is very disconnected aurally. It's psychedelic, for my sense of hearing.
8:53 p.m.
I kind of had a telepathic communication with F. We both can describe seeing the same mental image, a road going onto infinity. First, I had a color in my mind: green. Then it was against a black background, rotating clockwise, at an excited pace. Then a sun reaching an infinite horizon, then an open road going on and on, the yellow strip on black asphalt, and F comes in making automobile/mechanical sounds. [This happened just that moment.--5:30 11/2/01]
9:50 p.m.
I can see myself, through reflection. E=mc^2.
11:35 p.m.
I have experienced bliss. I have communicated with myself. I think I traveled astrally. We are all energy points.
Sense organs, you are on patrol. :) Memory from when I was five and got my ear pierced down the street. My moma superheated a needle, and gave me earring holes. I can remember the heat, and the care she took to go twice in each ear. [Remember the heat? I was with the heat.--5:35 p.m. 11/2/01]
Wasn't I 5 when I got my ears pierced? I can remember the sensation. It's 11:44 p.m.
12:07 a.m., 11/2/01
Tonight is the night, I think.
12:08 a.m.
Warp. That is a word that transcends languages, I suspect. Warp. All languages would have had this sound. This sound would be the Universe, _____ solving. [problem solving?]
Warp. Every language has this word. Why is that?
12:27 a.m.
I am in the middle of child consciousness. I am my childhood self again. This is my four-year-old mind. It's fun. :) This would be the best atmosphere for learning new languages. This is bliss. I feel I can remember everything. [Not recall. Could remember later whatever was impressed into that current mindstate.--3:47 p.m. 11/2/01]
Can I reproduce this moment? This is my childlike mind! :) How in the hell did this combination [of drugs] work? ... What a great recipe. I knew this day would come.
Tamara's house. Angie Belcher. Yellow Submarine. Deja vu. Halloween. Popcorn balls.
I can't believe how well Yellow Submarine comes to the tempo of my first moments.
12:45 a.m.
I get to watch Yellow Submarine with my childhood mind! :)!! [Well, not exactly: the DVD had something on it or something, and stopped near the beginning--20 minutes or so into the story.--3:48 p.m. 11/2/01]
I have that little girl think. Which is great for the beginning of Yellow Submarine. :) This should be on the list for piercing the veil. It is the movie that got me to see in 3-D in my mind. :)
Thou art God.
I was determined to dose today before our "stash" (what a misnomer) was depleted. I took 8 C+C+C and two Dramamines around 6:30 or so. I just finished a 4 oz. bottle of Robo Max. I'm just about to take 2 ibuprofen, and in a half-hour I will ingest 1 caffeine pill.
7:55 p.m.
I'm a little warm right now. But my stomach seems to be fine. Starting to feel the barest effects, a little lightheadedness. But I will certainly feel that when we begin smoking!
8:06 p.m.
10/15/01: I mentioned the word "translucent" and broke it down into two parts: trans-, which I figures means "transcendent" or "-ing"; and lucent, which does mean light. Translucent. Beyond light.
Enlightenment is a process of becoming translucent.
8:34 p.m. [this is where the trance state started.--3:50 p.m. 11/2/01]
Excitement is an emotional/metaphysical wall. It can precede or be the kernel of ambiguity.
I, at this moment (after 1.5 bowls of opium/cannabis), can find entertainment on the kalaidescope electrical patterns under my closed eyelids. I can't wait till the "computer animation" part of the DXM trip comes in. [I often see 'laser'-like patterns.]
My awake self and my sleep self. These have synergystically combined. Was that Nirvana.
8:50 p.m.
Everything is very disconnected aurally. It's psychedelic, for my sense of hearing.
8:53 p.m.
I kind of had a telepathic communication with F. We both can describe seeing the same mental image, a road going onto infinity. First, I had a color in my mind: green. Then it was against a black background, rotating clockwise, at an excited pace. Then a sun reaching an infinite horizon, then an open road going on and on, the yellow strip on black asphalt, and F comes in making automobile/mechanical sounds. [This happened just that moment.--5:30 11/2/01]
9:50 p.m.
I can see myself, through reflection. E=mc^2.
11:35 p.m.
I have experienced bliss. I have communicated with myself. I think I traveled astrally. We are all energy points.
Sense organs, you are on patrol. :) Memory from when I was five and got my ear pierced down the street. My moma superheated a needle, and gave me earring holes. I can remember the heat, and the care she took to go twice in each ear. [Remember the heat? I was with the heat.--5:35 p.m. 11/2/01]
Wasn't I 5 when I got my ears pierced? I can remember the sensation. It's 11:44 p.m.
12:07 a.m., 11/2/01
Tonight is the night, I think.
12:08 a.m.
Warp. That is a word that transcends languages, I suspect. Warp. All languages would have had this sound. This sound would be the Universe, _____ solving. [problem solving?]
Warp. Every language has this word. Why is that?
12:27 a.m.
I am in the middle of child consciousness. I am my childhood self again. This is my four-year-old mind. It's fun. :) This would be the best atmosphere for learning new languages. This is bliss. I feel I can remember everything. [Not recall. Could remember later whatever was impressed into that current mindstate.--3:47 p.m. 11/2/01]
Can I reproduce this moment? This is my childlike mind! :) How in the hell did this combination [of drugs] work? ... What a great recipe. I knew this day would come.
Tamara's house. Angie Belcher. Yellow Submarine. Deja vu. Halloween. Popcorn balls.
I can't believe how well Yellow Submarine comes to the tempo of my first moments.
12:45 a.m.
I get to watch Yellow Submarine with my childhood mind! :)!! [Well, not exactly: the DVD had something on it or something, and stopped near the beginning--20 minutes or so into the story.--3:48 p.m. 11/2/01]
I have that little girl think. Which is great for the beginning of Yellow Submarine. :) This should be on the list for piercing the veil. It is the movie that got me to see in 3-D in my mind. :)
Thou art God.