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You make dxm sound appealing, hopefully I'll get to it one day. In the meantime I had another ketamine experience, this one very different from any other k experience I've had. It was about 8h into a mild acid trip, the acid seeming to make all the difference.
No more than 30 seconds into the 1st of 5 40mg doses, the african bush appeared. A black woman crying, being beaten and raped, seemingly by the guy whose eyes I'm looking through.
Having never seen people, let alone violence in my k holes, my response: "no I don't want this in my trip, what the bloodyfuck, stop it you cunts!"
The visual disappeared to be replaced by pure black, also unheard of in my k experiences. A question came from the blackness, "Well, what are you going to do about it?"
I thought about it for a bit, difficult, being high as fuck in a k hole. My eventual response was to say that I would prevent such actions occuring in my vicinity with any means at my disposal. That seemed to function as passing a test and the beautiful images flowed, first the most beautiful meditation glade then the ketamine machine, the giant cartoonish purple entity, and a cascade of more normal k images, though enhanced by the acid.
2nd 40mg dose brought more entities, the first resembled a floating brain, like an mri image with certain areas lit up. "Hi, i'm bill from pasadena" or something similar was communicated by it. Uh huh says I and walked on. I saw a circle of bigger brains maybe like octopi, didn't try to mess with those. Again followed by more normal k imagery, soothing forests and plants, what I've come to think of as placeholder k images, just filling in time between the more meaningful visuals.
3rd 40mg dose and images of a dude jumping out of a plane, bungee jumping, sitting with his pals on the top of a waterfall, his photo album basically, treasured memories, except it seemed I was seeing them through his eyes. Quick glimpses into other memories or brains followed. One was of a trucker driving at night, the image of designs on his leather wallet and his cigar clear as he drove thru the night sky somewhere in the flyover states by the feel. Other briefer ones followed. Fuck, am I ... reading other ppls memories or is this an illusion?
This seemed sort of funny, again, an acid thing. Nothing ever seems funny on k alone. I joked to myself about getting internet access in the k world. I glanced down to find my phone in my hand "no internet access" on the screen. Oh well. Then I looked up and was seeing a person through a tablet pc. Not through the camera, but through the screen itself. Who needs the internet when I can see this?
A vision of "real" world followed that showed just how hollow and pointless all this concern about trump and other real world dramas are. This is nothing but confetti and will have no influence on the future of the species. It's something that's pointless worrying or even thinking about. Another vision of "heaven" followed though different from the previous vision of heaven. This was like a perfect valley leading up to a mountain and which I was observing from the base. I guess it was "heaven" more by the feel of perfection and integration than by the image itself.
Finally this was over, nearly 2 hours of k holing, and like none I'd had before. Felt like time for a shit actually. "You are shitting out the old you", came the voice. After that and a shower, I needed to find out what was meant by that so did the 4th of 5 doses, then the 5th but all that was a more k like blur of comforting imagery, the acid seemingly having worn off completely, and no more answers were forthcoming.
The next day, thinking about the experience, I thought that just maybe the experiences that appeared to be mind reading were actually a response to the q and a at the start, specifically the "in my vicinity" part. Was the hole showing me that actually, everything is potentially in my vicinity? That discouraging human on human violence is something that can be done from the comfort of a k hole in bed?
No idea but to be safe I have to assume it all happened in my head and was nothing more than a particularly vivid dream state, knowing full well that my next acid and k experience might prove me wrong on that.