Bob and Kay

A bit of brain pornography

Substances: DOB, Ketamine

And so it waz...Bob gave himself a sparkling clean shower and put on his jazzy 2mg zute suite at 6pm in preparation for his late evening dinner date with Kay. Within an hour he was starting to roll, juiced up like a neon light bulb in his shiny new zute suit, feeling somewhat like Steve Martin heading up a high-tech Baptist revival. Just keep it movin Bob...

After getting his gear together he preceded to the first major event of the evening, a breath work dance session with dj Bob. "What could be better than this?", he thinks to himself as he jams his favorite tunes for the people that he is most intricately connected to in this physical world. The zute suite was in fine form, definitely a better fit at the larger 2mg level, much more visually active and psychedelic in essence. Dancing with Bob was quite interesting, much more emotionally detached from the music than usual. It was incredibly enjoyable just watching myself dancing. That Bob... he's a watcher alright.

After completing the evening schedule I returned to my room for the long awaited meeting with Kay. Bob had a hard-on just thinking about her. Cruising along merrily to the sounds of the Orb he prepared the required accessories. With everything set and in place, Bob decided to chill out a bit and reflect on the days hectic events, tuning in to the information networks for a different perspective on some of the latest happenings that took place in a foreign land. A little Bob Marley tune popped into his head from the recesses of the musical data bank "Every little things, gonna be alright..." Ha ha ha, cool. All systems go, ready for launch captain.

For tha record... A new meditative musical discovery that is a must for any ketamine afficionado is Rubin Garcia's "Full Room of Easels". Beautiful piano soundscapes that far surpass any minimalistic piano pieces I have ever heard. Absolutely lovely.

With a quick thwack to the thigh the 50mg date with Kay was underway. Ohhh myyy yessss. The transition happened quite abruptly this time, and it was an almost instantaneous transcendental happening. I instantly knew that Bob and Kay had just hit it off in a big way. The mind suddenly suspended into the gap, stopped dead in it's trax. As it further progressed the ketamine state revealed a much bigger picture than I have previously experienced with K. It was quite different than the guided tour of intricately detailed universes that I experience with the 2c-b/salvia/k combination. It was more like a widening of the witness. Yes... a widening. The self was still quite intact, Bob had a good hold on the individualized witness field, enough tension to hold things together from a higher dimension of identity while the other aspects of the self were being dissolved right out from under it. The layers of physical, mental, and emotional bodies melted into a pool of light particles that effortlessly washed and waved in tides of oceanic energy. It was a most glorious place. As I found myself coming back, I realized that I had completely forgotten about my intention to further explore some of the insights about myself that I had been contemplating for the last few days.

Hahahah, I guess it's not as important as *you thought*.

This... in and of itself, was a most extraordinary insight.

"That was quite a tasty dinner Kay, muchas gracias seniorita. Perhaps you might like to stay over a little longer? It looks like I'm gonna be up for quite awhile with Bob anyway. So... howz about it?" Kay is always obliged to accept such an offer. As I found myself coming back into my body I prepared another 50mg and thwacked it into my thigh for a second launch. Ahhh yes, Bob is without a doubt *the* Keta junkies dream date...

The wave came rushing in and I was transported right back to where I left off. The wind happened to be blowing that night, gusts of consciousness entering in through my window. It was perfectly synchronized to the music. Ahh yes the messages are so klear. As I focused my attention to a pin point configuration I instantaneously realized that this focus is in essence what brings conscious energy into form *as me*. I further recognized that I was at choice as to which filter and lens I decided to attach to my camera. Within the split second of this recognition there was a phase shift in my focus to a *wide angle* lens that was more inclusive of the multidimentional source field. It was if the "I" had expanded from being a singular point in my head and suddenly become the size of the entire room. Alice in wonderland... a most pleasurable place to be...

As I began the re-entry phase I decided that two shots were enough for this particular journey, as I was unsure of the physical and psychological consequences of an all night binge with K. My instincts tell me that extended visits in K land are not optimal for life force maintenance of the physical form.

As the K wore off I was left with the mighty zute suite still fully intact. Time wore on and it was becoming increasingly uncomfortable as Bob wanted to move, no... *needed* to move, and yet my body was still quite incompacitated from the K. I considered taking some GHB to knock me down and relieve the physically over amped anxiety, but I was feeling a bit queezy so I opted to just ride it out. I was also a little unsure how GHB would combine with K, as I had heard a negative report from a friend about it. And so... I laid there and listened to music for awhile, restless and yet unable to satisfy the release of physical energy. Tossing and turning in a cathartic cycle of mind. After a few hours of this uncomfortable state I drifted off into an semi-consciousness trance for about an hour before my alarm went off for the morning meditation. Whew! I wish I would have taken that GHB!!! Or perhaps a benzo would have been the better choice for aborting the mission. Certainly for me, there was nothing much worth sticking around for once the K trip was done. Ahhh the learning experience. Live and learn... Each to his own...

All in all I'd say that Bob and Kay hit it off in a big way, and this combo is a must for the ketamine afficionado. Next time I'll definitely let Bob run for a good long while before I match him up with Kay again. Perhaps start him around 12pm next time... That definitely sounds more like tha ticket for me.