Fuck emotions.

[imcherokeeangel]

Originally Posted by Codone

Thank you! Actual discussion here!


You are right. I guess Im referring to major ones, such as if my mother died, I would feel something, but it wouldnt affect me as say, as much as my sister.

You'd be surprised...you lost your sister, you would have that grief and the grief of watching your mother suffer the loss, as well...

[Codone]

Originally Posted by barfdog17

It's not something we can ignore in giving advice though, they are invariable ingrained into your life, ya dig? By dropping the drugs for a while and letting yourself get back to JUST you is gonna help you figure yourself out more than a brain stressed out by opaite/serotonin/dopamine imbalances.

Lose the "feel good"/"don't give a fuck" drugs for a while to find yourself man. Do a lot of psychedelics, mush, acid, mescaline, DMT, w/e, they'll help put the magnifying glass on your emotions and maybe realize that it's the journey that matters and not the destination.

I honestly think a thumbprint would set you straight. Whether or not you'd be ready for it is another issue, but ready or not you come out better than you were before. You never truly come down and never truly come back, it's quite literally a life changing experience. If you can find your way up the chain in the lucy community you may be lucky enough to get printed one day.

Whats a thumbprint?

[Indi420]

I thought about what I said and I did get off topic a little bit and I would like to sincerely apologize for that. There are just a shit ton of "emo" kids in my town who live in million dollar houses and act like the world takes a giant shit on them everyday so I thought this was another one of those situations.

Sorry

-Indi420.

but you should consider taking advice that people give you rather than arguing against it.

[Codone]

Originally Posted by imcherokeeangel

You'd be surprised...you lost your sister, you would have that grief and the grief of watching your mother suffer the loss, as well...

Lol! I wasnt comparing the death of my sister to my mother. I was comparing my reaction to the death of my mother to the reaction my sister would have.

[Codone]

Originally Posted by Indi420

I thought about what I said and I did get off topic a little bit and I would like to sincerely apologize for that. There are just a shit ton of "emo" kids in my town who live in million dollar houses and act like the world takes a giant shit on them everyday so I thought this was another one of those situations.

Sorry

-Indi420.

but you should consider taking advice that people give you rather than arguing against it.

Thanks man, you are a true GCer.

[imcherokeeangel]

Originally Posted by Codone

Lol! I wasnt comparing the death of my sister to my mother. I was comparing my reaction to the death of my mother to the reaction my sister would have.

Shit! Sorry...lol...I read it wrong

[own3d421]

Originally Posted by Codone

Whats a thumbprint?

The "THUMBPRINT" - The Pub - Shroomery Message Board

Read through that thread, essentially its your thumbprint dipped in crystal LSD, then you consume said LSD, and proceed to die and come back.

[Codone]

Originally Posted by own3d421

The "THUMBPRINT" - The Pub - Shroomery Message Board

Read through that thread, essentially its your thumbprint dipped in crystal LSD, then you consume said LSD, and proceed to die and come back.

Woa, sounds like something I would do.

[barfdog17]

Originally Posted by Codone

Whats a thumbprint?

Take a bottle of LSD crystal, cover the top with your thumb, turn it upside down to get some on your thumb, lick your thumb. If you know an chem grad students that like drugs they can bang up LSD with little effort.

Here's a thumbprint gone well:
Thanks to Chinacat72 on the Shroomery for this one.

"It is hard to describe a thumbprint. Human language cannot describe an experiance that is encompasses all of life. Every cell of every creature or living thing that ever lived or will live is connected by the energy or light. When we die are body and our ego is gone. We become one with eternity or the light or God or whatever name you wish to call it. A thumbprint allows this to happen and rerturn to our physical body. My first print I layed down and quickly realized that this was my actual death. You watch the whole process unfold with complete awareness.

I didn't cling to my body I just realized my life had passed. As I was spiraling up or out I saw my life evolve through the years I lived. The happiness, the sadness,the people I loved and the people I didn't. The joy that I gave and the pain that I caused. I saw the true nature of reality and why things were the way they were. As I got higher I saw the nature of reality on the cosmic scale and saw that the reason for our evolution was to experiance love. To love is to have experianced the finest of life. Then came the moment were it was time to let go. As I did it came for me and I sobbed uncontrolabley for I realized that the light or energy we call god or creation was perfect. It was pure unconditional love.

What else could god have been I realized. That glint of innocent perfection in a baby's eye. The light was pure as the heart of Jesus Christ. I dissolved into it and died. Since there was no me only the all ,I cannot remember the rest because there was no me to remember. After forever I slowly decended into my body.

I spent days awake afterwards talking to myself. I vowed to god to spread LSD so others could see the light. I vowed to look at every person as the lord and treat them as such.

I was reborn and continue to live by the values I learned. I became as active as I could spreading LSD. Year after year in hotel rooms with a pyrex pan and watercolor paper. Hoping excitedly that some of these hit's will help guide my brothers and sisters back towards the light. LSD is a direct message from God. Period. I don't think we get another chance. We can love each other or we can kill each other ,but it is up to us. As I always say in my threads as a reminder, my work with LSD ended years ago.

As for your question about eating and going to the bathroom. I don't think I ate for a week afterwards. As for going to the bathroom I hadn't eaten before hand at my guides advise so it wasn't a problem. I remember letting go as it got dark and coming back a lttle before sunrise. I was high for along time afterwards and as I said earlier you never fully return. I feel high all the time still and its been years.

Also I did many, many prints after that. I have eaten a lot of crystal but it was never like that first time. I must stress that I was in the company of very evolved and older people that made sure my experiances were optimal. These were kind old spirits that had been were I was going many years before and many times. They held me as a baby every inch of the way.

You have heard of near death experiances right. A thumbprint is a beyond death experience. I have a rich life now thats full of good fortune. A wonderful wife and 3 children who are completely wonderful. Every day is complete joy. I couldn't ask for more, but I know it will end one day for good. I await this day with no fear ,but the knowlege that that most rewarding and enlightening experiance of life is death."

And here's the one that went "bad". You'll understand why bad is in quotes when you're at the end.

"This finds me in Oakland in the early 90's. Between tour's I would sit out in San Francisco and keep things flowing. Friends from the east coast would need shit so I would lay it and mail it or others would come out to get a lower price and I would lay it and send them on there way. Well a real good friend came out to get 4 or 5 grams.With him he had a few people. I told him he could help me lay it and to have his friends hang out in the city till were done. He says this friend of his is ready to come with us. Now I had talked to the guy before and knew he was connected to the rainbow family, but his energy seamed weird. trusting my friends judgement i said alright.

So we decide to drive over to oakland to lay it in a hotel. We get to some sleazy hotel out by the freeway and get ready. Now i'm a little edgy about this newbie watching, but as long as he stays out of the way it's fine. So we get to work and it takes quite awhile to lay 5 grams of acid. Thats 50 tenpack or 50,000 doses. Were done and cleanin up and he say my friend is ready for a print. I'm like are you sure and he says i think so. I look at his friend and he's like just give it to me I can handle it. So I get out my jar of silver crystal and knock some out on the nightstand because my friend wants to take some with him to do in the mountains.

Well this fuckin dude sticks his finger right in my pile of crystal and then licks it. I'm like thats a pretty hefty dose there soldier. He's like ya whatever now what do we do. Then I started to realize it was going to get weird. Within 2 minutes he's saying man my fuckin stomach hurt's that was poison. I'm like go in the bathroom your going to puke. He goes in there and and we hear him cussin and puking. Meanwhile i'm askin my friend what the hell he's got us into. Then the bathroom door opens and he comes out butt naked saying i'm gettin the fuck out of here.

Were like no man just chill your not going to be able to get far. We put him in the back bedroom and turn the lights out and figure thats best for him. I close the door and tell him if he needs me were there. I figure he's got some things to sort out with god. Now this hotel Is right on the freeway. In fact you can jump out the window onto it. Were also on the second floor. Well were sitting there and i'm making some phone calls telling people i'm going to be hung up for awhile and I hear cars on the freeway honking. We go back into the bedroom and he's halfway out the window, getting ready to jump onto the Oakland freeway naked as the day he was born.

We pull him back into the room and he's starting to realize he's dying.He thinks i'm causing him to die and i'm the devil. Now shit gets ugly. He's screaming at us that he's dieing and trying to get out of the hotel. Since I just layed 5 grams i'm high also as is my friend. We call some other friends to come over. Were holding him down on the bed trying to cover his mouth. We have 50,000 doses of freshly layed LSD in the room and I don't need the cops coming. I take the pan and all the supplies I used to lay with and throw them out the window onto the freeway.

My other friends get there and we tell the girls take the acid and get out of hear quick. This guy's screaming at the top of his lungs that he's dying and I know the other hotel guest's can here him. It's got to be any minute that the Oakland police show up. I'm telling him to let go ,don't fight it. He thinks i'm satan so he's not listening to anything I say. Also as we have been wrestling him he has lost control of his bodily fluids. There's puke ,shit and piss all over. I can't imagine what the cops are going to think when they come in and see a couple hippies on some guy covered in puke and shit screaming i'm dying as we tell him it's ok he'll like it.

After awhile he stops moving. He was sucked into eternity. He was gone. As he layed there motionless we cleaned him up. And my friend sang amazing grace over and over to him. After an hour passed I realized the cops hadn't came. I contribute this to 2 things. The protection of God and the fact we were in a nasty part of Oakland and people mind there own buisness.

My girl comes by and brings us clean shirts and pants. Itake a shower and clean up as they watch him and then we take turns. My nerves are frazzled. I'm high and this guys bad trip has really wigged me out. Me and my girl decide to go for a walk since my friends with him and he's not moving. We get out side and realize that going for a walk at 3 am in oakland isn't going to be good. She senses my tension and we go to the side of the hotel in some bushes were she layes me down and sets my mind at ease with that magic only a woman can perform.

As dawn breaks he's coming around. Talking incoherantly ,but I can see a sparkle in his eye. We all part ways and me and my girl head back to SF to get some sleep.

A day or two later my friend calls and says there heading home and to come say goodbye. I get there and this guy comes up to me and gives me a big hug and says he's sorry. I tell him don't worry about it. He then tells me that he met god and was a different person now. This makes me happy.

This man hasn't taken LSD since and lives in Oregon and owns a organic farm.
He's happy with a family and at peace.
He says that night was the most important and best thing that ever happened to him. I see him at the Oregon county fair every year and we always have a big hug.
he's turned into somebody i really admire and love."

[Squishey]

Dont go out and get a lobeotomey now...
removes like all emotion.

[GrandaddyPurps]

Originally Posted by Indi420

you CHOOSE to be sad and depressed.

This is where I disagree with you, there is something called clinic depression, which is a chemical imbalance in your brain.
Major depressive disorder - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

But it seems you and codone made amends, so I dont wanna bring up any more fighting. just pointing that out.


and barfdog i read all that.... haha thats some intense shit

[hella chronic]

codone, sorry if my post seemd to be all about the drugs, i forgot about the reason you posted:stoned:
yeah but dude ive been dealing with emotions all my life, before any weed/drugs/coping, before i graduated elementary school, shit my first memories. sorry to sob story it up but if you want PM me becasue idk what exatcly is going on but id be glad to help/talk about it with you, if you feel like it that is, again wish the best.

[Codone]

Originally Posted by hella chronic

codone, sorry if my post seemd to be all about the drugs, i forgot about the reason you posted:stoned:
yeah but dude ive been dealing with emotions all my life, before any weed/drugs/coping, before i graduated elementary school, shit my first memories. sorry to sob story it up but if you want PM me becasue idk what exatcly is going on but id be glad to help/talk about it with you, if you feel like it that is, again wish the best.

this is why I love GC ^^

[barfdog17]

Originally Posted by GrandaddyPurps

and barfdog i read all that.... haha thats some intense shit

Seriously man. I read that to my mom 'cause she's a clinical psychologist from berkeley and she was like I'm pretty sure she did acid when she was young, we had a conversation about it in relation to clinical studies and she started naming off different sheets like purple and yellow microdots, dancing bears, and sugar cubes and window panes. When she did that, this was me: