Blistering heat, well prepared, the group & me in the middle of the forest, next to the horses and surrounded by dogs. The old man, I thought I’d seen before. The experience felt déjà vu ish, but it was light this time. One liquid and four dustings. The cottage was three hundred years old attached to a larger property set in the middle of the woods in Bury. There were other houses, but the nearest was about a mile away. Where we stayed was separated from the adjoining house by trees and bushes, with its own nightlighted entrance gave us the true feeling of seclusion. Peaceful, tranquil, music prepared and obviously a fast, except for a few strawberries. Never before have I experienced this feeling in the intense heat for so long, and I was set up underneath a tree lying down for the whole trip. It hit me after fifteen with not many visuals. I noticed that when you do it outside like this it’s no longer contained, the energy runs through the blades of grass, on the wings of the flies and the horns of the crickets. Annoying fucking flies. I tried to be one and still, present and allow the bugs to climb aboard, but they tickled my skin. It got hotter as the sun slid across the sky, and the trip became a little more intense.Continue reading PERCEPTIVE BLANKETS WARM THE WORLD
Maybe it was a dream. After my first 1, chilling, by myself too this time which was good, I usually have 5, 6, even 7 but this time it only has a couple. Was it even worth it? I was told no, but, Fuck Yeah! The experience doesn’t last as long, maybe 2-3 hours. It’s not as intense obviously but it’s enough to get you that wavey feeling. The perspective was there, but not as shootingly fast. I would be outside of m body but exiting at a slow jogging space as opposed to Ferrari speed.