DOSE:	5 - 7 seeds	oral	H.B. Woodrose	(extract)
	5 - 6 hits	smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

Intense and Powerful Spiritual Experience

I took 7 Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds with two other people, first crushing the seeds without scraping or burning them, and then letting the crushed seeds soak in flavored water overnight. I drank about 3/4 of the bottle without filtering out the seed debris.

The guys made ginger tea to deal with the expected nausea, and I smoked weed. Not a lot, about five or six puffs of a joint over the course of the evening. The guys put on 2001: A Space Odyssey to watch. I had never seen this movie in its entirety before, and I can guess that it was probably why I experienced what I did.

Smoking made the effects more pronounced in me than the guys. For the first parts of the movie, I was flying. I was very happy, happier than I have ever been before. Every emotion was ridiculously intense, but in a good way. When the movie got around to the last part, I was in outer space. I was watching a universe being born. I was connected to everything on a base level, and I felt multiple truths about the universe being revealed to me, like I was uncovering them within myself. What will be will be. The universe is its own being, and it cares less for our actions then we do for the shedding of our skin cells. This wasn't depressing at all, it was humbling and made me realize my vast insignificance to the grand scheme. It was the idea that no matter what happens, the universe will continue on without me; it was there at our birth and will be there at our end. It was the notion that everything is perfect as is on a massive scale, and that only we as individuals are imperfect.

When the movie finally ended, I was on fire inside. I was aware of a burning ball of energy lighting me from the inside; my essence. I wanted to go for a walk, something we had talked about since we had ingested the seeds. I wanted to see the world through these new eyes. I hadn't felt much nausea at all yet, but when the elevator started heading down, it started to hit me hard. One second I was leaning against the wall of the elevator thinking about how I would have to throw up in the bushes to feel better, and the next moment is the guys I was with calling my name and helping me into a sitting position. Blackout.

The scariest part of the blackout was that I came to with a very solid sense of something having happened to me spiritually while I was out. I felt like millennia had passed, like I had lived lifetimes and forgot. My first coherent thought was 'I didn't think I would be back here.' It felt like I had been travelling universes and dimensions, and was suddenly pulled back through it all to my own without warning. Like I had gone away and accepted the fact of my never returning. It was terrifying and heartbreaking, because if it wasn't a dream (or even if it was) I don't remember anything, all I had was relief and (the opposite of homesick?) at being back. My thoughts immediately garbled, alternating between trying to remember what happened, remembering where I was, trying not to be sick, and my family and friends.

The guys brought me back up to the apartment, where we all sat down right where we had been. If they hadn't continued to talk about my blacking out, I would've thought I dreamed the entire thing, leaving and everything. I became very paranoid and scared, suddenly worrying that I might die in my sleep. I was regretting the seeds simply because I realized that every time I do drugs I am putting my body at risk, and I felt guilty for doing that to the people who love me. I tried to talk through it with the guys, then remembered reading that a lot of people felt better all around after throwing up, since it became a physical and a spiritual purge. I forced myself to throw up, and voila, suddenly feeling a lot better.

We put on another movie, Maximum Overdrive, and after a little while I laid down and slept some on the couch. I came awake thinking I could still hear the guys talking and the movie playing, but when I opened my eyes in reality they had gone to bed. I called a cab, and had one of the guys ride the elevator down with me. I forced myself to puke again when home, then took some pepto bismol and fell asleep around midnight.

The next day I had a headache from where I hit my head on the floor during the blackout, and was still nauseous. I had to force myself to eat because I had almost no nutrients in me, and by the end of the day I felt a lot better and had my appetite back.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 89646
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: 21
Published: Jan 20, 2021	Views: 1,192
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