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Bornless One

Mushooms and Nitrous

Substances: Nitrous oxide, Psilocybe cubensis


Another dream relayed to me by my cat:

Butch‚s adventure: We started at about 11:00am on a summers day in 1996. I had earlier boiled for one hour 8 grams of dried psilocybin Cubensis mushrooms along with a 3 tablets of vitamin C. I thought this should be plenty for two people as it was an Amazonian strain that we were using. We had decided to try doing the mushrooms during the day in a darkened basement.

I divided the strained mushroom liquid into 2 glasses and added some tea for flavor. We had earlier decided to try the Bornless One invocation from the Golden Dawn and we both read it and it felt like it was the right thing to do.

We consumed half of the liquid and got comfortable.

Sundance charged up a balloon of nitrous oxide and I followed suit as we settled in for the trip. Once we had consumed the balloons of NO2 we drank the rest of the mushroom drink. I then again charged up a balloon of nitrous oxide and the rush from it was beautiful.

I laid still for the next few minutes as I waited for the mushrooms to take effect. I expected them to come on in a short time as they usually did but as I lay on the floor nothing was happening and I began to wonder if we had taken enough. After about 15 minutes I started to day dream and then it happened.

I was in a garden with fountains and greenery. I looked over the scene I knew I was in a visionary state and the trip had begun. I was please that it was not going to fizzle and that something was happening, but I was also a bit apprehensive as I hoped that this vision did not kick my ass. I looked casually over the garden with terra cotta planters and a sky of deep blue when it appeared.

I was in an area of timeless space and before me was my higher self that I had invoked. I had not expected to see such a creature but before me was a violet octopus like thing with one large eye and many tentacle like arms that waved about. At the end of each tentacle arm were cup like hands/eyes that opened to reveal another eye and the possibility that if I were to go through them I would enter another vision. The creature seemed pleasantly amused by my presence and seemed to want me to come close so that it could show me more. As more and more arms were raised and swayed about the creature it asked if I would like to see more.

I said yes and each eye at the end of each tentacle began to show visions. I tried to take on the scene but it was becoming so complex that it was getting overwhelming.

I wanted to go foreword and into one of the visions but I was losing my psychedelic energy. I started to slip out of the vision and fell back into another vision of the desert.

I was with the Navaho Indians and their iconography played before me. I began to think that this was the way it was and had been forever, the desert, the hunt, the pipe, the beads, the pottery, the Indian way. Then the thought occurred to me; the Indian way was not the only way that there were others. This caused me to fall out of this vision and had flashes of Mexican motifs and art work but I soon became uncomfortable with it I pulled myself from that vision. I knew that the best of the visions were gone. I knew that could probably slip into a vision if I stayed still and relaxed more but I decided that it was time to try some more nitrous oxide.

I charged up a balloon for Sundance and I and took it down and drifted through soft visions. The cat then started clawing at the basement door and I was still too anesthetic by the mushrooms to move. Luckily the door was not shut too tight and the cat came into the room. She crying out a welcome and the sound whistled through the timeless void I was drifting through. After rubbing against me as if to check that I was OK she left and we continued on with the balloons of NO2.

At one point Sundance did some minor hyper-ventilation‚s before doing the NO2 and as he took off the visions around me became much more complex with interlinked Mayan designs that were very powerful. The power of his vision seem to be tearing the house apart and the corners of the room seemed to fly off from the house. I was slowly getting feeling back into my body so I decided to do some exploring. Down the hall we had set up the PC to show a series of digitized painting of Pablo Amaringo‚s Ayuahuasca visions. I crawled down the hall and looked at the glowing paintings on the monitor. The colors were strikingly sharp and powerful and the scenes were magnificent. I hoped to some day purchase one of these paintings. We continued do explore more with using NO2 and after a few more hours it was over. We straggled back upstairs to exchange our tales of adventure, it had been a good day.

Sundance‚s adventure: I mixed my cup of brew with tea, this created a truly horrible tasting liquid that I forced down...I always feel that this moment is like stepping out onto a ledge of existence and I am preparing to leap beyond.

As bad as it tasted I thought I should really fly. I sat down and with an initial nitro calmed my body down and relaxed. The basement windows had been darkened, no music.

We invoked the bornless One with each of us speaking. A blessing for our adventures.

The nitro had settled my stomach and soon I was feeling the tingle and electricity of the brew. The initial strong vision was into a full blown carnival of loud strong colors, musical elf like figures darting around a scenery of wagons and show tents. The voices were talking of the underlying energy of the universe being their existence before me. As I pressed them to show me more the vision flew through a folded dark drape into a personal audience with a multitude of eyes watching me with some interest as to my interest in them. I realized I was not ready as this time to deal with this type of inspection of my soul and I fell back to the carnival.

I took another nitro charge and I pushed my body and energy from the base chakra through my spine and up to the heavens. This created an immense flow of energy to a plane were I felt a very strong parental influence watching over me.

Their amusement of my presence was comforting and as I pressed for knowledge, enlightenment, and generally any thing they might give me They started feeding me vowels to eat. This felt like molten energy flowing from them to my mouth and nourishing my body. Very intense but I felt glad.

As my visions starting slipping back to different periods of American Indian and Ganesh guardians I felt I had just a few good flights left. I did some minor hyper-ventilation‚s and with a nitro balloon I again forced my energy through my spine and into the ain, ain soph of existence. The figure their to greet me was jellyfish looking with purple/blue colors in a flowing electrical like waves. The voice spoke of being the true ancestors of existence and how water was the origin of life and that man came to be on the islands off China due to ingestion of mushrooms.

The visions shifted and I was being asked if I wanted to leave Earth and fly away...it where I might be flying I was not sure and if I could return kept me from accepting..plus I knew my wife would be really pissed if I left her here.

On my last good shot I focused on going into the light as far as I could stand. A large nito push and I started picking up speed, sound, humming as if in a space ship. The sound became louder and louder and the vibrations were so intense I was afraid I would really disturb my brother next to me (as well as the whole neighborhood). The vibrations were approaching a climax and I felt the swirling energy engulf me. The energy spun me around and within and I felt the whole room shake like a tornado had hit. (My brother would not be impressed if I had split open his roof).

My emotion were spiritual, estatic, and grateful as the energy slowly subsided and the tears ran down my face at the joy of the experience.

As I open my eyes and looked at my brother I knew something had really happened as he said What the fuck were you doing ???!!! in a cross between amazement and show me how and dont ever do that again type of tone.

I just grinned and said it had been a good one.

Created 8/14/2000 15:16:27
Modified 8/14/2000 15:16:27
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