Disclaimer: Code Of Conduct (I do not condone illegal drug use) ￼:) This is merely for discussion into the mind.)
This Concoction Is Only For The Extreme Psychonaut
Nectar of Hash
I have done this countless times, sometimes with higher dosages then these. This is myself still being conservative for you folks. Try this recipe for the Nectar of the Gods:
7-MeO-9H-indoles: 250-300mg orally. This is Harmaline/Harmine/TetraHydroHarmine combination. This is a legal psychedelic I’ve been using since I was three years old. Beta carboline Reversible MAO Inhibitor is also an anti-depressant. It is legally available from any middle eastern store. My grandmother has been making me inhale Harmala Seed smoke since I was three years old. It’s called “Harmal Ki Dhooni.”
Now wait half an hour, so you give time until the gut is completely saturated with 7-MeO. I want to completely soak my insides in 7-MeO. This would allow the Mushrooms and the DMT to take full effect. The come up will be much slower and you can actually pay attention to it. It doesn’t hit you like a bullet train.
The MAO-A enzyme will not destroy N-N-DMT, 4-PO-DMT & 4-HO-DMT proteins if the gut is completely saturated with the inhibitor compound.
Eat fourteen grams of dry Sacred Mushrooms. Or more if you like more. I take upwards of an ounce sometimes.
Mix 150mg-200mg freebase DMT in citric acid to make DMT-citrate and drink right after the mushrooms, combined with 100mg Harmala alkaloids.
As soon as you drink that DMT, drop 1mg of LSD-25, 500ug of ETH-LAD, 500ug ALD-52, 500ug AL-LAD, and finally 500ug of 1P-LSD. I want to combine all the lysergamides together. Who says you can’t? Huh? This is my mind. My body. I can experiment the way I see fit.
Now sit and meditate. Roll joints. Smoke joints. Question yourself.
Articles I’ve written on meditation.
- What Does Meditation Mean for The Stoned Ape
- Why Do We Meditate
- Every System of Meditation Is Rubbish
- The Psychology of Meditation
- The Way of The Squirrel Master of Zen
- How The Stoned Ape Meditates On Cannabis
- Why Cannabis Is Vital To Humanity?
I sit there and I ponder my life over, sir. I ask myself difficult questions. I come to terms with my own inner demons. What could possibly happen if I were to confront my demons? What could possibly happen to me after drinking this? Would I lose my mind? Good. Great. Fantastic! I welcome it. I need to see my mind shattered and smashed as if inside of an atom smasher. I want my mind to become a particle accelerator and accelerate the particle of consciousness, the quantum unit of existence. Thought. It is only by collecting pieces of my shattered psyche and rebuilding it that I will learn the inner workings of the mind.
I will surely not die from this
My ego will see my body getting fully loaded on massive doses and it will start to watch the structures it has created around itself begin to crumble, and my ego will panic. I must question my behavior of the past. My behavior and interactions, how have they been? I must integrate myself into this experience.
When the trip starts to hit, during the come up, I’d have already dealt with everything about it. I’ll be psychologically ready for the trip. Oh, the body load will be intense. I mean REALLY REALLY intense. Like I’ve NEVER felt before. I will go from sober to being fully hammered in a matter of an hour. But I have no reason to fear or panic. These plants are my best friends and I will survive this. I will come out harder, stronger, more resilient, sharper and more thoughtful.
The come up can be terrifying if one has not gradually worked oneself up to such immense doses over the years.
Then I sit in silent darkness and meditate. I turn off the lights. The phone is off. The door is locked. Earplugs are in my ears. I’ve got water and fruits for light snacking. I’ve an empty stomach of 8-12 hours. But now the little voice inside the mind will constantly chatter. It says,
“Move, you! Move! Maybe it will be better if you got up and turned the fan on. Maybe the downstairs couch would be better. Perhaps you should get some fresh air. Or maybe some company. Maybe you need to talk to someone.”
But I just listen to the body. I follow the true primal call of the body. It tells me what it needs. It will tell me to sit still. It forces me to sit still. My impulse would be to assume the fetal position or lie down during the come up. The come up is intense and can be terrifying, sometimes even for myself. But I don’t get scared. I sit up and chant, sing, hum and sing. My body sways from side to side. I move my physiology around and keep breathing. Then when the trip starts to come up, I simply give in, mind body and soul. I JUST GIVE IN to the plant, to the experience. No fear. No hesitation. No thoughts. Just relinquish control. Let it go. Give into yourself.
I will not die. I will survive this. And I will come out that much sharper, more resilient.
My mind is as strong as oxen. My mind is tearing out of the societal boxen.
You must learn to train your mind and body, but you must learn to do this fearlessly. Jump in with both feet. Hold your nose shut, pinch it close and dive in. That’s it. You will learn as you go. No fear. Have no fear. But don’t do it right away. Work yourself up to such high doses. Otherwise you WILL be shown thing you’re not ready for. Not only that, but the ego.. The ego is very much attached to the physical world… to this body… to this mind.
The ultimate boundary is the boundary between life and death. The ultimate attachment in this world is to our own bodies, minds, and the content of our consciousness. Let it all go. Relinquish control.
When the body starts to get so heavily intoxicated, the mental structures start to break down. The ego says, “Oh holy shit. Uh oh. Uh oh. Zig Zag it! You made a mistake, Hash! Call for help. You done did it this time. You’re going to die if we don’t stop this right now!
The thing to do is not to freak out. The thing to do is to tell the ego to chill.
Chill the fuck out, ego! I’m not the one dying. You’re not the one dying. The structures are being dissolved. You are scared, my beloved ego. You’re just scared. And I’m OK with that. You are my ego and I’m okay to watch you struggle w/ letting go of all of this. Let go of the body. Let go of the mind. Just let go. You are my ego. I can’t kill you, because you are me. Ego is me. I can only ever observe what the ego does.
You are my ego. I can’t kill you, because you are me. Ego is me. I can only ever observe what the ego does.
There is no such thing as a bad trip!
That’s what I tell my ego. There is no such thing as a bad trip. If I am in a safe setting, and alone, there is no such thing as a bad trip. It’s only others that mess with me when I’m tripping, if I am careless enough to contaminate my journey with others presence. Outside influences take away from the journey.
It’s the ego freaking out on massive doses. Because the ego is very much attached to the structures it has built around itself. “This is my mind. This is my body. This is my idea. This is my possession.” And when the ego starts to see these things dissolve into nothingness, it freaks out.
The ego is very much attached to the structures it has built around itself
It tells me that I’m dying so that I would stop this experience, so that the ego can continue to cling to what it is attached to in the physical world. My ego has a tendency to lie to me. It is trying to always deceive me.
I will not die. I will not be harmed. Cannabis, LSD, mushrooms, and DMT are my best friends. They will NEVER harm you. If you respect them.. They are your teachers and your best friends.
I tell the Ego to chill the fuck out! :)
I tell it to take it like a man and struggle with dignity. I let my ego let everything go with dignity. And the accessible universe within me has become exponentially multiplied a hundred thousand fold. I have become complete within myself.