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Ralph on July 29, 2022

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Ralph

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I often take psychedelics, sometimes I take them without respect, through drink or hurried high to fit in with my lifestyle. I have learned, and this is the wrong way, this should be done with intention and respect. Al friend,my brother sent me this trip, this is not without gratefulness and respect... View MoreI often take psychedelics, sometimes I take them without respect, through drink or hurried high to fit in with my lifestyle. I have learned, and this is the wrong way, this should be done with intention and respect. Al friend,my brother sent me this trip, this is not without gratefulness and respect. I truly think this is something that should be shared. Love brother. I wanted to do this correctly, the right way with respect and with intention. I set up a tent in my yard, surrounded by flowers and curios it’s not a bad place to sit out on. My partner does not appreciate such things so I invited my friend, my chemical sister to share this with me. The tent was filled with my favourite materials and smells, Afghan cloth, psychedelic silks and the smell of amber. Settled inside I ask, do you want me to sit with you? Or I go first? Or together? Together. She is my sister she is my friend we will do this together. I weigh and fill the pipe. I pass this to her and tell her to hand it to me when she feels she’s going, first I press play on the icaro and explain the healing intention of this to my friend. She takes the pipe the icaro is playing. She smokes, inhale, exhale. Breath Inhale exhale .... fucking hell she says. Pipe passed Friend lays down. My turn. Icaro playing. I smoke and inhale Exhale I smoke and inhale Exhale Breathe Smoke Exhale Fucking Hell I say smiling Inhale and I’m going. While I can see I put the pipe safely in a corner and lay down. Instantly geometric myan, Peruvian twisting turning geometries. The icaro... he he’s sing quietly sat by my side. Gently sharing this song. As close as sat by my ear. I’m in something else now. This is twisting and turning shapes of stone? Still the same myan and Peruvian carvings and I’m in there with it while two gods argue over what is good and bad, I can hear the singing and I’m grateful he is there Im of not Energy or structure only essence being pressed and turned through this machine. I do not know how long or what time is... Time I understand time 39 minutes I know time I know minutes and days Is this? Minutes hours? 2 days? Strobe Strobing flashes Between trip Reality I’m being pulled from my tent Trip It’s keeping me I’m being pulled through the house Trip I belong here I’m being pulled out the front door Kaz is crying Asking for help Trip I have love I’m ok I’ll tell her I’m still here Arm in the air asking for help, she’s panicking. Why am I outside? I need to tell her This is not my reality The ancient machine is around me, still twisting and trying to pull me back There’s a figure in front of me that resembles the stone structures He puts something in front of me and shapes fall from my mouth I feel my tongue to see if they’re real and stopping me from breathing. I’m ok. I sit up and breathe. I hear Ange. She sits up. You ok Ange? She breathes and smiles and asks Yea I’m ok. You? I am We shake hands And then hug strongly We sit and return We’re back I am back Modest, grateful and laughing like a loon. Privileged to have experienced this. Primordial and pure We are both smiling and full of gratitude

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