Abandoning my previous thread named "Experiences" because I felt it was too generically named. I'll continue to write here from now on.
To start this off, I tripped last night. Honestly, I've forgotten a lot of it. It was lose dose and dreamy. I took it just as I would normally go to sleep.
One moment I found really interesting was this "dream" sequence where I was a member of a group and I felt that we were being either suffocated or killed... I went with it. So, there was this moment where I felt like I was being killed as a member of this group. There wasn't any fear though. I let the psychedelics dream take me. When I felt that I had died I felt a light peace and happiness.
At other times, the voices in my head in the form of these dreams were loud and disorganized, people yelling and screaming. I was pulled into arguments of unknown contexts. Of course, I wasn't really there aside from the feeling that I was one of the voices. The voices happened on their own.
At other times I reflected on my father in very emotionally penetrative ways. At other times, I looked at the idea of having family, love, and children as a wholly fulfilling path in life. At other times, I felt on the edge wondering if I'd rather perish.
I'm going to start upping the dose. Maybe start growing soon again, since last year's supply is getting low.
Edited by Guy1298, 14 November 2020 - 06:08 PM.