New Year's Eve 2022
To make it special, Sam and I decided to bring in the New Year with psychedelics. We ate mushrooms and I probably ate too many, to be honest. We didn’t wait for them to kick in before we decided that they weren’t very strong and ate double. I knew we should have looked up how long before they start working on the internet first, but Sam twisted my arm. My arm is boneless as it turns out, very easy to twist.
It was cool that the things I saw I know are real because they are things Michael shaman talks about. So when I saw them I already knew exactly what they were. My walls, television and cellphone had energy lines dropping through them and my dogs didn’t. They looked dense. It reminded me of the green lines that dropped letters and numbers in The Matrix, but I didn’t see any letters or numbers and the lines were multicolored. I knew it meant that these items aren’t real. Michael has warned me not to get too stuck in the matrix, and I think that means not to be too worried about material things in life like bills and stress of the daily grind which keeps us nice and distracted. None of it matters.
Then I saw the mesh Michael talks about around the ceiling line. It was fluid and curved through the room in multicolored lines that formed an amorphous mesh. Michael has told me in my sessions with him that Morgen and I are here to mend the mesh that connects everyone, it helps people feel connected to each other and helps our planet. It was awesome to see it, whether the multicolors were an effect of the psilocybin or the lines really are all those colors I don’t know. I do know that Michael sees them without psilocybin. I wish I saw everything like him!
Sam’s husband was our trip sitter, which is the person who stays sober to watch over the high people in the group. I don’t think psilocybin requires such a sitter, but I suppose if we were to start having a bd experience it would be good to have someone steer the boat to better waters. After all, mushroom experiences can last around 8 hours. At one point, I looked at him and saw a glowing green Jolly Roger flag over his head. It’s the same green I usually will see ghosts in, so I don’t think the green is relevant. I know that he’s been told that he was Erik the Red in a past life, but now I am curious about a pirate life for him as well.
The last thing I saw that I know was real was an interdimensional creature that was zooming around my living room. I kept thinking that I was seeing one of my cats run by in my peripheral vision, but then I would remember that my cats were in the guesthouse. Sam got a good look at one of them on the deck that wasn’t moving and said it looked like a soot sprite from a Myazaki movie. When I told Morgen about what Sam and I both saw, she confirmed that they are fluffy like a caterpillar, round and black like an urchin, and have electric sparks coming off of them with no visible face. She’s another lucky one that sees without the psychedelic help.
I took a picture of my living room and drew in the matrix lines, the mesh and the soot sprite.
After Sam and Chad left, I still had four hours of intense visions, but they were the typical things you see on psilocybin, such as sizzling water and paint dripping down the bathroom door and the breathing tree outside forming shapes in the leaves such as fairy queens with ornate crowns. At one point, the dirt on my living room window looked like a demon and I thought about how that would really scare someone. Not this particular someone, though. That made me chuckle. I could see how someone might have a really bad time on mushrooms but since I had done it a handful of times in my life I knew how to lean into it. I put on some great music and just watched the breathing tree shapes. It was really nice. Happy New Year to me!