So I broke out the tiny bit of SD I had left and packed a nice ice pipe with some decent sativa and sprinkled the sally on top.
Hmmmm... Now I remember.
The most distinctive bit of this trip is the feeling that the skin that is "you" deep visceral memory is peeled away... literately like a thick skin being peeled off of the actual "I" - the see-er.
And of course the multi colored shape on my door made of light and shadow that formed itself into the beautiful green haired goddess "Sally the Divine" laughing and I laugh with her this time.
This picture displays quite accurately how it felt and "looked". That word does not really capture what I mean as I felt like it was my mind this was being done to.
Edited by SteampunkScientist, 24 February 2017 - 10:41 PM.