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Hi, Just wondering whose rued much? foaf's first time with rue and shrooms the other night was profound to say the least. After several years with mush, he told me that he just had no idea at the particlar quality of experience that tryptamines would eventually relay to him. He only dosed 100mg of rue extract with 1g of b+ and 1 sub cap.. but he had an elf take him from the main street of 'the carnival', to a backalley healer store where he was taught to make majik mental potions. He also tried on a 'Godsuit' from a paralell future that healed most, if not all of his current physcial complaints. It was told, that he could hardly believe how grounded the subaeruginosa experience became.. That what may usually be a cascading onslaught of alien entities, gave way to dialogue with one personal guide whom he could converse with in a very lucid manner. all in all, I just thought i'd ask who else worked with rue and was wondering what specific kind of enhancement it brought to your travels? G*P

Sorry Thunderideal, its easy to take me the wrong way. I invite you to look slightly deeper. Maybe into hypnosis/hypnotherapy too. Many ppl find its far from manipulation- its more about compelling/ effective communication and self exploration. So too, perhaps, polyamory.. I dunno, im again posting on an entheogenic board, hoping we're all slightly freer from dogma and pre-established meanings, than the average punter. Im glad others read the post I deleted. Hoping to smack some muggles into context. --- Oh seriously, isnt extended family, community lifestyling and effective models of sustainable and healthy tribal life possible in a multiple relationship situation? the massive challenge for most, seems to be sex? Ultimately, most of the effective models of living that humanity could employ seem to be avoided through very precise fear-driven disinformationing. It seems to threaten the conventional family model, high consuming, mindless hive-mind. Or moreover, the fragile ego that is required to manipulate and sell en masse. eh? Yeh- polyamory is FAR from manipulation. The opposite, in fact. It seems to take incredible individuals that can negotiate love, free from their own selfish shit- in a world that denies truth, and models the separation, and the ego.

Yeah, im not sure on the legality either, but if it is don't bother emailing or writing to customs- get someone on the phone. I've wasted weeks in the past, asking simple questions that are constantly avoided or misinterpreted.

If i've gotta or even seem to be 'convincing' this crew fuck knows where i'm actually meant to exist.. Wishing I could simply brag, but nah.. its prolly not even true! fuck that. Are you anuva donut puncher too? lol. I honestly thought polyamory, and various extreme sexual exploits may have been a natural extension of the entheogenic subculture. (??) I've seen photos of many pyshconauts g.f's, and I reckon we dont do too bad enmasse. I mean, Mycotpoia's got dudes constantly sending in nude pics of multiple hotties.. We can start lessons a thread around here, if youd like Where shall we begin? A shift in attitude perhaps?

For over 6 months, i've had 3 different women who only sleep with me. is anyone else doing this honestly, and workably? If so, how? What are your beliefs, values and how do you describe you self identity/self concept regarding this? eg. Does your family know, would you tell your mother?

Anyone live where its legal?

Perhaps with a palette as sensitive as Jamies, he experiences what many people do on their first time with hallucinogens the moment it passes ones lips, they can already feel it? I had my first experience with Amanita as I held it. I think the cactus-fungus part is him messing it up, or deliberate misinfo. And btw, foaf only has to lick the teaspoon he stirs his cactus tea with to get oev's.

It sounds like your a good Dad, Chiral. Making a good 'guide'. Doing your best with that. Yes am disappointed and angry at the women and their childrens attitudes the other day.. because I chose to accept, understand, make an effort to treat everyone around me as an equal. In hindsight I think I should have even gone and sat with the women and chatted with them instead of sitting with my back to them and possibly allowing them to think I am just another racist. But not everyone around you is equal, are they? There, I reckon you fucked up sorry. Could this be just as dangerous and 'wrong' as being racist.. isnt it, applying, and projecting our own idealist thoughtforms- requiring the world to conform to our ideas about it. Or maybe even hoping they will? To wanna play nicely all the time, is like having constant day without night. Having the available resources to do what is needed, and still remain empty and at peace.. is where I think its at. Sometimes it doesn't seem so pretty. Life can be savage. It can be gentle. I've got no problem expressing either. Life doesnt. Who am I to judge the grid. I simply do my best to serve, and can't not really. I usually choose to walk. Very quickly, and early on when I know some shits gonna go down. But id also happily sit and have a goon and chat with them. Or, just as easily dropkick their face in if that was what was needed. With love, of course. lol. Fuck the dumb pit bull that runs at me for a mouthful. It's got one chance to make that mistake. After all, im an animal too and im far bigger and badder. Flexibility is good. Adapting to the requirements of the moment. Remaining empty, and in love with the truth. But never fearing to separate oneself from that. It seems everyone learned a good lesson in how to do things better, differently perhaps. Except the women and kids Will life simply do that for them? Maybe. Hey, we're all a part of life aren't we? I'm so sad our original people ever could, or have to forget.

Hmm.. foaf found the same thing with higher drying temp. Half the batch was blended before oven drying which produced a very thick, salty 'leather'. Far tastier for soups.. the rest was dried till crumbly (takes many hours) and was far tastier as it became somewhat 'roasted'. He now knows the effects are VERY different from pine amanitas, then from oak. Cheesy egg omellete, really is the yummiest way to get a whole lot of amanita into you. Thoroughly worthwhile.

I am Polyamorous. I looked for a better term for along time, but this fits neat for now. It has AMAZING potential. Particularly when the participants are rather spiritual, even better when they're trippers. It can be as intensely difficult, as it is INCREDIBLE. I think its easier for a man when he has bi-sexual women who also love each other. Being Poly, with other mono's can be more challenging. There's a few major concepts/paradigms that ive found over time that can be very helpful. If a man has the mind/communication skills and resources, it can be sheer delight. Though, I think to some degree there'll always be an elemnt of hard work. Oh, and for the guys- I dunno, its a wonderful challenge in self realisation. Understanding the the minutae of your own mind and emotional systems. It can and does work without jelaousy, for the right people or those who are willing to exert the effort. And yeah, 3 gorgeous hunnies- all of which offer me different joys, who love me unconditonally- its a small hurdle to find yourself celebrating their one sexuality too.

Ok, so you're sitting down at a nice coffee shop, you've met a friend there and a random stops by and sits down. They're a wonderful, cheerful and friendly type and they ask you if it's ok to sit down. You say: No, use the search engine They say: WTF? You say: What? NO....... 'what' is a question, thats not allowed straight away. no. no no no- U T (F*CKIN ) SE, ok? They say: What is a fucking search engine, asshole? You say: Its cyberpunk coloqiual bullshit attitude for: "im here, but im not really here- id like to share and learn, but rather than do that freely im gonna give you all kinds of attitude and let you work it out for yourself, ok? They say: "F*ck you", as their fist punches your f*ckface fair in your f*ck mouth You say: "F*ck, it would been so much easier to just chat and be nice"- as blood runs down your arrogant, f*cked up face, moderators (worldwide) take courses on organising information and compiling sticky threads, and you silently realise that information is free- and that you get back what you give out.

Hi Stinkmeat, I've had my cert IV for 10 years and learned a couple of things as an avid health and wellenss nut. Funtional anatmoy, and applied body mechianics stuff absolouely shits over the main course info in remedial massage. imo, if a course doesnt have this it create next to useless therapists.. EFT is bloody easy, quick and effective when used with N.L.P Mantak Chia's chi gung info is ELITE- iron shirt, structural alignment and all that stuff is INCREDIBLE for a therpaists under standing of how the bodty should/can work. Pavel Tsatouline teaches very helpful concepts regarding bodywork and structure. Hope this helps.

18g? WHoaa! Any other ruers about?

Well, thats a great start. Thanks for your replies, guys. on another note, Foaf has had a couple of trays of subs recently fruit. I'll have to let u know if he finds the homegrown vibe is different or not. 2 seeds hey? I must try that. Gotta love the rainbows.

More nice vibes and thanks to your friend.

I wholeheatredly agree, Xodarap. Love, and consciousness are the only answers i'v found. At the root, that is.

none of that really, and hardly any of that Christian spell bollocks! 'Entering the heart of trees..' a nice meditation, and life practice.. I ask "what do you know, sacred friend?" And a tree may answer, again and again.. "I find purpose in point, in this thing that we share- You give me your toxins, and I give you air.. I grow with the light, and you with my fruit yet how could we hurt or harm each other its moot!" I ask, "what else do you know, oh lover thanks given?" "The same thing that you do, my child my brethren" I ask "and if there was more, what else would you say?" "That shade, food or air- I give freely my love, so that you too can play" -GP (as stood like a tree) --- DIVINE SERVICE I fear there is so much more that the trees can tell us, than some whirly colours- all speaking pixie parts. To me, trees are like cows. In perfect harmony with 'the way', living and giving. DIVINE, SACRED Udders of life force. Their values are subtle, as too can be a persons, before they are given freely.. serving the ALL (divinely) without quest for reward.

fuck.. if only those who would claim stewardship of trees would realise how quickly they are to forgive.. how freely they do so and without condition. I dont mean to quote you or target anyone in particualr Xodarap (only the ideas) but fuck, I'm quicker to frown on wishing hell or choking or a bad trip on someone, than I am on taking the life of a being that exists in divine service anyhow. And the 'power of focus'.. let us zoom in on sustainable freedom.. consciousness through direct experience of truth.. and begin perpetuating WHAT YOU WANT rather than moving away from what you don't want. Just an... idea... the trees... share...

Westpac have incredible service for Australian small business owners. and are the only bank to be carbon neutral, aren't they? From memory, I think I pay $60 a year or something with no transaction fees. (unlimited eftpos on mastercard debit). They've also got plenty of tellers.. and I reckon you can register a business for $120 or something.. and print out a few reciepts for proof.. Or take the power back and get a home/floor safe. Good to keep more than just your money in ;)

--- -i make love under stars on sacred healing herb. long tailed comets shoot across the canvas of mind. individuality bleeds into universe and light filled love. nothing is required. reading osho in a tent with mushrooms. -best week ever. return home from coast- spring has sprung! social events. coast trip. meetings with new ppl. make awesome male mate. get him laid! start capoeira with another loving powerful man. a real peer. finally connected, living and loving life is good. I make it all happen and am living my dreams. -G.F sleeps with random buildr. am told he touched her in way i never have. the mirror of my life is challenged. i am getting what i am giving. directly, and indirectly perfect. I taste the truth of God, yet again. I know who i am, what it is ALL about. I am awake. -I must meet another G.F's stepfather. immense challenge. immense meaning making, projecting expecting requiring dots to join, and stars to meld. and then there is more fear. far more fear, and smallness. challenging the grandest truth is my ego. my separateness, my mind. i see it as transparent. i continue to annihilate myself. In one breath I am the infinite, limitless creator. I am the drama, the actors and the stage. The author, the past present and future. I am. I AM. And then, i am empty. i cant touch my loved one. sacredness split. what went around comes around, and still i am. I am. I am knowing, buidling responding creating loving living breathing life-ing.. moving everything moving. G.F goes back to hospital. cant fly, or fight. Same probs i had. patterns reoccur endlessly. we're breaking patterns. choosing new ones. panic attacks from my dad. Endless tears from me. I am the devil. The satan of ones soul. I am God, the truth and the light. I am nothing. I am everything. You choose. Choosing.. interacting.. processing.. choosing. What does all this mean?who am I? I forget.. What am i to be with this knowledge? someone, or no1? something, or nothing? Am i hurting you, or healing you? Am i revealing.. or am i hiding? manipulating, or freeing? What is my intention? what do i want? It becomes arbitrary. The truth is. Words dissolve.. intentions fail.. re-presentations become obviously flawed.. all that matters is now. All complete. all knowing. All. infinite qualities of compassion, love, forgiveness, truth.. ever new bliss.. ever new joy.. and what does it all mean to "who should i be with?" "how does this work?" Why do i feel empty, and heartless and cold and angry? How am i more truth, and more deluded than ever? The paradox separates.. poles become arbitrary expressions of perfectly seated knowledge. The question is asked: the answer is found. The answer is that you need not ask the question. I am oscillating faster and faster. traveling more.. integrating and realizing more than is possible. more than i ever knew could be possible. And still.. its like i know nothing. I went walking yesty- i couldnt handle more tears.. more weakness and softeness from the G.F. I walked 20 steps and heard a little boy crying. In an instant, the universe told me, taught me. The boy was me. The other is me. I am one. I keep walking quicker- i have no compassion.i odnt want to know this. its all i want to know. i am hardened to the challenges that would weaken the spirit. i am flame and steel and earth. i am mountains and the endless sky, and evry star in it.. and the grandad calls "which way to the shopping centre?". theyve lost their way. the boy is hurt, and snotty and crying. So am i. I give directions and keep walking.. away from myself, and away from the truth crying at home. I turn around, and tell them to stop. I will get my car, and take you where you need to go. "thankyou for your kindness". The gratitude is my very own, directed to God. "I know what its like" I say. And i do. --- My last week.. This is my 'process'. This is integrating the mystic, into the normal. The duality folds, and I find choice in now. These are my lessons, my poetic ramblings- like it or dont. If you get something out of it, good. If u dont like it, u can just go and fucking love yourself! ;)

Yeah sorry Sethomopod, I did receive mine. Thanks. They were poison rotten, squashed and slimy black- but a couple of them planted up ok

Mm.. I havent really had a lot do with my indigenous roots, unfortunately. But I have found myself attracted to isolated work in regional and outback N.S.W. To me, the desert and wide open+ dry spaces seem to have a lot to say about the dreaming. To me, its like an empty canvas. There is the suns fire, and the hard ground below. The imagination speaks, and seems to do this through the water in the life around. Air moves the mind, to wonder and worry at all of what's not there. Or still is. In half shadows, and bent echoes. Some pretty cool+ weird things can happen to the wanderer, if earnestly seeking the secrets of the Aussie bush. Havin said that, i'v not yet been to the heart of our land

Oh for sure.. see u at the healing tent or at the heart of the dance

Its really cool to be fighting the fight for planet Earth. What if awareness through commercial product, and wild harvesting might effectively re-establish urban populations.. spreading the desert through the city. Does it only happen indoors? Can it.. happen everywhere that ultimate survival reshifts balance and Mother repopulates the concrete ?

So.. who is he now?