N, N-Dimethyltryptamine, more commonly known as DMT. It comes in many forms, less than half a metre in front of me, right in my eye line is the smoked version, one of the two. I don’t want to smoke it but I do at the same time.
There are two smoked versions, generally anyway, the pure version, an experience that lasts around 15 minutes. A version known as Changa, Changi, Xangi and a bunch of other spellings, this one is about 30 to 40 minutes. The additional time comes with the recipe including some other plants, it dilutes the DMT solution so to speak and extends the experience, makes it less intense.
From there we have Ayahuasca, and ayuahuasca alternatives, there is likely a native version everywhere in the world. Ayahuasca is the Amazon based version, the most famous, she is a beautiful plant. This one is swallowed, the experience last between four and six hours generally. The journey can still be intense but not to the levels the smoked versions are.
It is important to note that Ayahuasca herself is not psychedelic, it can however be used as a purge. There are much better purge options, kambo for one. A purge is great, it breaks up tension in the body, allows the area to release all the toxins and stress held, it opens a little space to see the blockage more clearly.
Ayahuasca is called an inhibitor, it stops the enzyme in the stomach that breaks down the structure of the DMT from doing so, allowing the full structure to be taken into the blood stream and up to the brain. Without the inhibitor the DMT is useless when swallowed, smoking does not require it. The inhibitor is more difficult to find than the DMT source.
DMT sources are many, in the Amazon it may be chakruna, in Australia the acacia maidenii, Mexico has its own source too, the mix is called Anahuasca. DMT occurs naturally in many plants and animals, including humans. It is very easy to extract yourself, no lab is required.
There is also a version that comes from a toad. Bufo, 5-MEO-DMT, comes with considerable consistent feedback as being the strongest hallucinogenic known to humankind. From my experience I tend to agree, to a degree, there are differences between the DMT and 5-MEO worlds. But, also, I do not have enough experience with Bufo to comment any more than this.
Big Girl’s Blouse
I just now overtook a big girl wearing a blouse while walking. From a stereotypical perspective there is almost nothing less manly than this. Googling one, a big girl in a blouse, will give you some of the effect but to truly experience the experience it needs to come out of nothing, out of the unexpected.
DMT. This is what you get. You’ll continually ask for what you want and you’ll get an answer but there is a hell of a lot of unexpected, a majority unexpected.
Smoked DMT, I am going to walk you through this a little bit for now, just a little bit, help you to understand the setting of the scene. Setting of the scene happens in every smoked DMT experience, very very few exceptions.
DMT, in fact actually, all medicine is feminine, including Iboga. Iboga who every time seems to represent as a masculine figure. I’ll put this in the Bwiti space but it is important here too. When you meet the representation of a medicine one needs to look through the features and see the being underneath, it’s a massive part of the university of psychedelics, in fact it is the major. An equal major with other non-discrimination and non-violence based subjects.
Discrimination and violence are the same thing. Ignorance.
Balance, all the medicine is about balance, the feminine is completely underbalance in thiss world, the masculine overbalanced. Come on, think about, especially if you are holding space for people. Just think for a second beyond what you want this thing to be. You’re exclusivity and stupid dumbfuck words and stories are the barrier to healing through psychedelics. Put them away, your stories and beliefs, grow up and be an effective healer for fuck sake.
Dominc I’m talking to you here brother, my eyes are fixed completely on yours. Wake up mate. Faith, what an idiot.
Ayahuasca, we’ll start here. Cleaerly fucking feminine, every story, every every thing about this thing. We understand this because the DMT is elongated to 4/6 hours through Ayahuasca, we can follow the journey. Through following the Ayahuasca journey and other swallowed DMT versions, they are all the same. Same energies, same representations. We know this is the DMT, it is not spirits or Gods or whatever, it is the DMT activating the part of the brain it works on. That’s all, nothing else, nothing complicated.
Now, if you think DMT or 5-MEO-DMT is masculine it is simply because you are too much of a pussy to sit with the experience. In it you run from it, the intensity of it all you look for ways to avoid it, you are wasting the medicine. You are a psychedelic junkie!
Sit there after pulling DMT into your lungs and fucking breathe, just breathe, be with it, let it blow you apart, it is the point. But, in the blowing you apart you will be paying attention to it all, you will understand this is simply a representation of the mother of us all. Our mother, this earth, she doesn’t want to destroy you when you come to her through psychedelics but it is exactly her intention.
She will break away your ego in every way provided you come to her with courage, you stop being a big fucking girl’s blouse. Setting yourself up to be completely comfortable and then having a low dose or even medium dose is just rubbish, coward rubbish.
Psychedelics, wake up, I feel like shit, thie shitness has been destroying my life forever. I have had enough, I am desperate for something more meaninful, something with substance, something that just isn’t full of lies. I need to open my shitty life up. FUCKING PERFECT. This is when you hit DMT, psychedelics in general, when your world is falling apart.
The world falling apart is what is destroying your life not the beauty in the peaceful moments, the very few peaceful moments. So you have to completely change your world to change you, get rid of the shit, this is the point of psychedelics.
She will destroy your ego but she will not break you, not if you are listening, not if you are there with the intention to make your world safer. She will make sure you succeed. No challenge has she or will she put in front of you that you are no capable of passing, absolutely destroying. Her world, this earth, has two options, us or not us. I’m pretty sure she wants to make this work with us but do we want to make it work with her?
Too bad, we don’t have any other option.
But the space race Fred, resettlement on Mars, future of the species. Oh my God, you ignorant fuck, space race versus clean water? Space race for a future planet, one without trees instead of this one with billions of them? Another topic, another time.
DMT, the introduction, it’s all of this. Don’t waste the fucking medicine cunt. There really is no waste, you’ll learn, or if you are not willing to you will find yourself in a very isolated place. This isolation is different to mine, this is the one that nobody wants to come within 50 feet of you, everything you present to the world is crazy. This happens because you have no grounding, you forget you are the animal you are and start believing you are God, nothing else. It gets way too much.
You do this shit you do it properly.
First however make sure you are safe with the medicine. Do your checks. Medicine interactions, known conditions, general mental health state. First session, low dose, the lowest area in the low dose region. Medicine will affect everyone differently, a low dose may blown you to the stars.
Then medium dose, at the bottom of the medium range again. This time you are checking to see if you are capable of sitting with the experience. If this is really hard but you can get through it stay at this level until you become more comfortable sitting with it.
Next high dose, the low end of high. You sill know for sure if you are ready for the next step from here. It should be hard, really hard, but there will be a drive in your belly that understands that this is already opening your life.
Next you hit it, you know you are safe, the medicine and you are building relationship, now it is time to put it to the test. You heroic dose, you will know heroic for yourself by now, it is the highest end of the high dose region plus another low dose all at once. Do not fuck around, get it in your lungs anyway that you can. One puff, 50, it does not matter.
Now we understand the first paragraph here, you will understand it after one medium dose DMT sitting. The very first thing smoked DMT does is create energy within you, crazy crazy energy. Your body will vibrate like nothing you have ever experienced. You will hear the vibration, it is your whole world, it is a hummmm, not a gentle one, it is ommmmmmmmm, not gentl ommm. It is everything, your whole world in that moment. This starts nearly the instant the smoke hits your lungs, there is no buildup. Smoke then bang, be ready to breathe.
The process here shows a few things, first it makes it impossible for you to think at all, absolutely impossible. For the first time in your life you are in complete attention, it is being forced on you through everything in your body. This awfully afraid feeling in your body right now, you feel it in every cell, it is showing you how much work you have to do to get your own life back. You can start now, or wait, the longer you wait though the worse your life and this fear become.
The next you come to understand is that the thing, the major thing in my life that is holding me back, is what is presented next. If you can remember to feel your body you will feel the space in your body you react to the most in everyday life feeling awful in a way you cannot describe. Its the point, no description is necessary to see the message.
Out of the silence, the vibration, silence in your mind, not your ear version of silence. Out of the silence you start to understand the basics of the psychedelic experience. It is the silence in you that creates the phenomenal. DMT forces silence and then shows you what really is there underneath your stereotypes and discriminations, who you really are. It is nothing what you think, it is everything that you want.
You hear the humm, the vibration you breathe, understand this is a reflection of creation itself, thirdly, or are we at forthly now? You look at this from the point of nothing, a nothing with no duality, no opposites, no words, no light, no dark. Absolute nothingness, it is impossible for the human to understand. DMT helps you to understand it, again the silence followed by the creation of the psychedelic experience.
The nothing brings absolutely everything, an everything you could not ever in your wildest dreams imagine. DMT is beyond anything you currently have the capacity to think from a creative perspective, afterwards, well, see what happens for yourself buddy. Especially if you an artist.
Silence, nothingness, a hummmmmm, an ommmmmmm, a vibration, then everything. From nothing comes everything.
Psychedelic experience 101. From nothing came everything. Instead of thinking you’re everything, know that you’re nothing, then see what you are, see the life you create for yourself, everything you coule ever want it to be, pure freedom.
Good luck good buddies.
Dosing
I’m talking about dosing above without introducing it. What I mean is look up the dosing guidelines for the drug you are using, this can be difficult but you’ll find it. You have to get through a lot of rubbish to find the basic information said basically.
By starting in the low dose of those ranges you will build your relationship with medicine, trust, You will uinderstand how the drug affects you personally, if your personal dosage requirements fit within the standard parameters. Most will fit somewhere, but a high dose for me and you will be two different numbers.
So when I say heroic, I mean you take your personal high dose range, the one you have learnt through your relationship, the top number, and you add the top number in your low dose range to this amount. This is the dose that will build the trust you need to continue on your journey, to understand medicine clearly.
By the heroic time, through your relationship you will have learned and built your tools enough to be with this experience. It will be tough, really tough, but it won’t be too tough.
Remember to breathe.
More on Dosing
A dose is how much you take of a given drug.
Cannabis, it doesn’t matter too much, this one is done by eye. If you have too much you are unlikely going to find yourself in a place you cannot recover from. Next time you’ll know to lessen the amount a little bit.
One also has to remember, if this is your first time the drug will affect you more than it will in times to come. Same with breaks, every stoner loves a break from pot, even a few days. The first smoke after a break is always pure beauty.
I don’t measure anything for myself now, all by eye, my relationship with each drug allows this. I do measure for most of my clients, exact doses. The clients I do not measure for have significant personal experience already, we eye it together.
It is extremely difficult to measure out some doses for psychedelics. You really must have a fantastic set of scales that measures to at least .01 grams, .001 grams is better. The amounts are that small. DMT, Ketamine and LSD in particular.
I am working with LSD at the moment, low dose ranges, above microdosing but not into the low dosing territory according to the guidelines. The dosing for my work at the moment is between 37.5 and 75 micrograms. 75 is the start of LSD doses, well 70. This is ridiculously hard to measure but it is also quite easy.
I am using 150 microgram tabs, little square piece of cardboard that have a dab, small drop, of LSD soaked in. I am cutting them evenly and then taking them according to what I want. In no way is this accurate, none at all. A dab on an LSD tab can end up concentrated in one area, others areas it barely touch.
The other day I had 75 micrograms, half a tab, it did not feel like it, it got really tough at times. It was a full on trip for most of the day. Yesterday 37.5, still felt it a little bit but not quite enough, today a third of a tab, 50 micrograms.
None of the numbers I wrote above are accurate. Let’s learn how to make them accurate.
For complete accuracy with LSD first know the dose of each tabg, or the dose of each drop out of the bottle. Secondly, buy some distilled water and a one millilitre (ml) baby syringe. The ones you put in medicine and then in the babies mouth.
For each 10 micrograms of LSD you want to add 1ml of distilled water to a small clean container, the piss sample bottles from the chemist are great. For a 150 microgram tab or drop this would mean addnig 15ml of distilled water, now drop the tab in and put the lid on the container.
Leave the container in a dry, shaded and cool place shaking it a couple of times a day if you remember. Leave it here for four days.
After four days the LSD in the tab will have combined completely with the water. You can now use the syringe to extract 1ml of LSD at a time. You’ll know now that 1ml of water is 10 micrograms of LSD. The dropper itself will show you small intervals that are .1ml of water, or alternatively, 1 microgram of LSD. With this technique you can absolutely fine tune your relationship with acid and ensure you always know what you are putting in your body.
Chaos and confusion
Do you know what the photo is? I’m not asking you where or the activities, I am asking you if you know the setting. what it is.
The setting is one of two events that take place every day, one in the morning, the other in the evening, sunrise and sunset. This one is the rising, it happens early, most people miss it, almost everybody.
The sunrise in question was taken from the Hobart Show Grounds only 15 minutes ago. It was even more crazy 10 minutes before that but I was walking back from buying a coffee and could only admire it, it’s all I want to do with it anyway. The photo does not do the rise justice, it is a late stage in the formation.
The earth is approximately 4.54 billion years old. There are 365 nights in a year, 366 leap year, I am not including the leap year, the math isn’t that important. 4.54 billion years x (times) 365 nights = 1,657,100,000,000, thereabouts. I do not know how to say this number by looking at it, I googled it, one trillion six hundred fifty-seven billion one hundred million.
1.65 trillion sunrises, 1.65 trillion sunsets, never two the same.
Also, within the period, waves have crashed constantly on the shores of our lands. The same location, the same break breaking constantly, significantly more that 1.65 trillion times, never two waves the same. Not once.
Ever watched a wave break? Sat there and watched. The cycle, how long it takes between one wave and another, two seconds, three, maximum. How many times per day? Estimate, 28,800. Over 4.54 billion years what does the math work out to now? You do it, my point is being made. Still, that stupid number, no two waves ever the same.
It looks like confusion but there is no confusion in a sunset or rise, there is no confusion in the animal kingdom with the exception of one species, homo sapien. All we have to do is look at the human world versus the natural world and the outcomes of confusion, rather than chaos, are abundantly clear. It is not good.
We know a sunrise is chaos by one simple factor, when the chaos is over the sun comes out, it takes over, the dominant force. Every single time without doubt, the evidence is clear on this one.
Same with a sunset, the night takes over every time, the sun gives way. A wave, same again, it breaks and the wash dissipates calmly on the shore eventually, the fight between the water and land is over. Calmness enters the space.
Chaos always ends in calm. A lion chases a gazelle, it catches it, calms down, relaxes and eats it. The gazelle escapes, shakes everything out, all the tension, fear and adrenaline, returns to the herd and calm is reestablished. No confusion at all, the way things are, the natural law, calm in its majority.
A sunrise and sunset is the same process as the lion and gazelle, we can witness it every day, twice a day.
The beautiful sky is a result of the night and day working together to find balance. The absolute chaos in the process, the ridiculous scene in the air above us, is due to the night and day figuring shit out, one needs to give up control of the sky, allowing the other to come in and take over. The dark and light move, mould, massage, negotiate with one another until balance is restored, day or night.
The wave, the same thing. All other moments of chaos, no different. A cyclone, it has a process it follows, causes absolute chaose before calm, with a little destruction, is reestablished. No confusion, just chaos.
Again, we know chaos, it follows a cycle and always ends in calm, always.
Confusion is a different kettle of fish, there is no balance, no calm, no working together. It is a pure act of aggression that continues and continues to become more aggressive until no calm outcome is available. Only humans are capable of behaving with confusion, experiencing confusion.
The results of confusion, and of course we will open more as we go along, but for now I am asking you to look at your world, start to understand the difference between chaos and confusion from what you witness, rather than the one you try to control, confuse.
The world, the chaotic world is one of balance, all the fights, the examples here and others, result in balance. Every single thing, the outcomes of the events or actions result in calm, chaos never endures longer than it needs to. Part of the perfection in the place, eaarth.
Except one thing, confusion, humans, there is no balance. The medicine experience is highly focussed on balance, understanding it, bringing it to your life, living within the natural law of the universe. We are going to get into this now, how to bring balance to your life, remove the confusion, first we had to undertstand the concept, maybe we do now.
Look at your world, look at the chaos, see the ridiciulous beauty in it, I do not need to write more examples. Look at your world, look at the confusion, understand its ridiculously harmful outcomes, understand they are all caused by people.
Confusion; war, violence, rascism, discrimination, bias, prejudice, famine, rape, coward punching, paedophilia, separation, greed, waste, many many more words. All solely and only available to one creature and one creature only.
Look at your world, understand the confusion, there is no calm or peaceful outcome from any of it.
Butterflies
Mushin’, I am not sure this is a word, pretty sure I just made it up. It is, after all what is happening at this moment.
Waiting for it anyway, picked three nice fresh juicy psilocybe subaeruginosa. Was also on the lookout for panaeolus cyanescens, found none.
Psilocybe Subaeruginosa, more commonly known as gold tops, golden teachers, subs. The golds both confuse me, the names, so I do not use them. Mainly I do not use them because psilocybe cubensis also fits the general identification description. So, I use the full name or subs, much simpler, I know what I am putting in my body and therefore you do too, no complication, no confusion.
Mushroom trips, all trips, are pure chaos created by you, and tonight, me. This substance voluntarily going in your body is introducing the confusion in order to create an opportunity for chaos, it always ends in calm. Remember to breathe.
Panelous cyanescens, the only common name I use to refer to them is blue meanies. I do not care what you call them, that term does not make sense to me, blue meanies really does. They are unique, they are a mean trip and if you leave them too late in the day before picking there will be purple blotches splattered all over the forest. There is a lot of psilocybin in them, they really mean business.
The two mentioned, plus cubensis, are the only mushrooms I work with and talk to. You are safe taking these and I can guide you safely to identifying them. Even then, I am only going to talk to subs here, I know its conditions very well.
At this moment my head has gone a bit cloudy, there is a bit of a butterfly sensation in my stomach. I have been waiting for it.
10 to 15 minutes ago a feeling of nausea, sickness, was brewing in my stomach.
Two options here, get stressed and worry about vomiting or accept there is every chance you are going to vomit.
At this stage, do not make yourself vomit, you have to learn to be uncomfortable in a mushroom trip, it is aready teaching you this.
Should the nausea get to a point it is all consuming, you are fighting and fighting not to spew, you are also receiving a teaching. Let it go, fucking chunder bud, god.
Yes, be with it to the point you know you can but if you’re feeling sick to the stomach from food poisoning, so absolutely terrrible you need to chuck, you bloody chuck. A basic lesson, be with it but you don’t need to live with it. You spew, you free yourself up for stage two of the trip without it interfering anymore.
The butterflies, beautiful tipping point in the trip, the psilocybin is in my belly and it is breaking down.
All psilocybe and many panaelous fungi contain psilocybin. You know it when you squeeze the shroom, squeeze it tight in a little spot, and wait for the blue bruising. The blue is mushroom’s blood, it is chock a block full of psilocybin, you know you are on the right track.
Next, google search, compare to other images, make sure. I go a step further with a new type of mushroom before sticking it in my gob, even if know 99.99% it is the right one, I ask other seasoned foragers on online forums. Get another tick of approval.
Still only 99.99% sure. I can be only be 100% certain this plant is safe when I put it in my body, no other way. Medicine provider listen, this new drug, or updated batch needs to go in my body at the top ranges of the recommended (not my own) high dose before another person even lays eyes on it.
Make sure your fucking medicine is SAFE. You are the guinea pig, not your client or mate.
Breathe matey.
In my belly, the butterflies indicate to me that the psilocybin is being broken down and converted into psilocin. Just like DMT psilocybin as it is does nothing for us, however we do not need to add anything at all to mushies, it only needs our stomach acid and it makes itself psychedelic. We are already working together.
You can add lemon, limes and other citrus, this is simply speeding up the process, doing what your stomach does. From others and my experience this will result in a more intense trip but it will last a couple of hours less.
Psilocin is the final ingredient which is taken into our blood, up to the brain and opens up the party.
Butterflies, first symptom of the best of the best times, I reckon I’ll see you soon.
5 Grams
Do you know how much a soul weighs? Nope, neither do I.
I do know how much dry equivalent subs, blue meanies and cubensis is required to be taken by a medicine provider to ensure it is safe.
I’m as smart as fuck, putting it out there. Book smart only smart, I taught myself everything in my own way and I understand it because I made everything simple for myself. Doing exactly what Katrina taught me.
No medicine experience replaces your life, or even comes close to it. Nothing, no universe, ro running wild as a dragon compares to the moments with my mother, Katrina, all my relatives, you, my friends, me. Nothing at all, I know this from experience.
My world, beautiful word, ridiculously diculously beautiful world was replaced by idiocy. Phenomenally fun insane idiocy, but idiocy all the same. I am glad it only lasted 10 minutes, gave me the other hour to contnue witnessing what I was.
Oxley Wild Rivers National Park. A friend Dazza I met on the travels has a block of land there, he takes me out after one coffee meeting organised through a friend.
On the way back we pick mushrooms, I introduce Dazz to DMT and, of course, we have a bloody good time. So good I had to leave, love and nothing but it filled our space, it was difficult to be with. I needed a rest, so I went for a walk in my stupidly beautiful world.
Then, at Dazz’s in a town, I walked along a creek, the dark night still, a million million stars in the sky, moon beaming sunlight it was so bright.
It is 8pm and I am the only one on the path, in this, with that. Golly gosh people.
Dazza’s property by myself, the national park in front of me, beautiful green lush forest, the stars are starting to come out, moon and sun doing their thing, the noises of the river below through my ears.
The sunset is gorgeous.
I pull the cone.
Instantly. Understand people, instantly.
VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM – Crazy energy and noise, it is ommmmmm people, DMT junkies, understand this is Om and research it. Research Om, start there.
Breathe if you can.
My world is replaced by nothing by white. The white, very common DMT world, it is known as the circus world, you will understand it when you try it.
Flying in the white are many things but one in particular takes most of my attention, a massive, like massive, almost my whole world massive, flying Chinese ceremony dragon. Like you see 100 people in but a real life one.
I came out of the trip and yelled, ‘HOW AM I STILL OKAY?’
I was okay, very okay, I was back in the world I came from. This world. The sun and moon were not finished, the fire needed some work, dinner was waiting to be cooked.
When you learn to be here, be you, live in your own skin none of that junk is of interest, it is just junk. However, I love drugs and I supply them to people for a living so I still heavily partake.
This is where I am extremely smart.
I offer cannabis and psilocybin healing sessions. Until a month ago I was also openly offering Ayahuasca.
The first two are what I work with ongoing. Ayahuasca simply because I needed to get rid of what I had before I left the country.
None of this is coming with me, I get where I go and I live there. Yes, I will journal, but I am not working or trying to work anymore. Living my life only. There will be paid work, but it will not ever be work, sole reason of working is because i am having a bloody good time doing it.
Clearly, buds, I have a bloody good time doing drugs.
Understanding a little what we are learning here? Choices, how they impact us, all that good stuff. That walking the path does not mean you have to give up the life you love. You can be completely happy, love yourself unconditionally and still smoke cigarettes and take drugs.
Cannabis, mushies, DMT do not affect me because I am a lost soul that needs saving. The substances affect me because that is what happens when they come into contact with the human brain. It’s the same thing that will always happen no matter how free I am, I will trip balls.
I will trip balls and have a bloody good time, and, maties, get paid good dosh for it!
See where I’m going here?
I love mushrooms and cannabis, absolutely love everything about them, the feeling, the journey, the thoughts, the way my world does this and that. Even when she gets stuck into me I love it, she reminds me of my Mum exactly as I wanted her to be. Mushies tell me the truth in a mother’s gentle way but if you do not listen she will make sure you say, yes Mum, no Mum, three bags full Mum for a very long time.
You will not argue with her.
I absolutely love all the other drugs and generally have them with me too. I can basically offer anything at any time. I advertise none of them. Should my client be ready to take the next step and have a curiosity we will explore it together.
By now we are good mates, a beautiful trust has been built, my client is ready to take the plunge but they want us to do it together, or, alternatively, ask me to go first. I say yes, do not hesitate.
By now I know this is nothing to do with drugs, the request, they don’t want me to facilitate any more, the power imbalance needs to go. The only thing this person in front of me needs is a true friend. One who is willing to walk side by side, follow them into the fire, lead them into it.
DMT is the most painful thing I know. It is the most painful thing every time. When this discussion opens up secretly I am hoping we do not go there, we always do and I always do.
I cannot run, hide, scream, bawl my eyes out, let my fear express out of my body when with you. I must sit there and breathe, and breathe only. I do.
It is hard and hence I do not advertise it.
LSD no, 12 hours is shit, absolutely tiring. Ibogaine, fuck off, 18 hours after forcing it into my belly for 30 minutes, dry retching with every mouthful, no thank you. Ketamine, tolerance tolerance tolerance, I have to trip with you if you ask me to trip with you. MDMA, I never have actually, it does almost nothing for me, your desription of it sounds exactly like my insides at all times. Of course I still do them all if you need me to.
See, fucking smart.
It is more important than this. Two things I love to grow, cannabis and mushrooms, love to forage for them, just love every step in the very simple process to get it from the ground to you. I know it all, every step of the way. I picked the shit, I have never died or even got sick, I do not need to try every new batch I grow or pick before giving them to my client.
You do, you definitely do. Unless the circumstances which your drug came from are as above you must. There is no trust from a dealer, no matter who that dealer is, unless you were there watching every single step of the way.
You buys drugs, as I buy drugs, and you put them as I do, at the top number of high in your damn body before anyone elses. You MUST make sure they are safe.
You kill somebody when you are supposed to know the mushroom you affect all of us fighting for these things. You significantly delay this ridiculously beautiful freely abundantly available tool from becoming publicly trusted and accepted. This tool, the psychedelic family, is the healing tool of all healing tools, stop fucking the movement up by being lazy.
Or by being too much of a coward to make sure it is safe in the first place. You die, I die, not our clients.
You buy drugs, just like me, you put them in your body first.
For mushrooms, the ones I am describing, this is five (5) grams. It is non-negotiable.
The recommendations, the Australian recommendation from scientific studies for dosing stop at five grams. Your clients are going to be able to trust the research up to five grams. Your stories, my stories, our mates and participants stories are not research, this is opinion, it is not research.
The data shows for mushrooms that five grams is the known safe limit so you put this in your body, make sure this particular mushroom is safe.
Your client wants to heroic, they understand that you cannot give them any guarantee as to any single thing about the experience coming up with the exception that you will do your best to support them.
Do your best, it is the best you can do. You’ll understand when you support the right, or wrong, person.
Heroic is on your guest, making sure the medicine itself is safe is on you.
Again, mushies, five grams please.