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  1. Posted

    I’m tempted to say none, because doctors. 
     

    but 2? Because  jaundice and sinus/chest congestion don’t really go together AFAIK and multiple morbidities are pretty common.

     

    i hope not 3 dude 

  2. Posted · Edited by FancyPants

    I haven’t revisited the whole thread, but have any of you tried making a sigil? They’re pretty easy and most of it is about energetic/etheric marking, stamped by the intention you place upon it. At least that’s my understanding. To me intention is the main driver, so if this is what I believe then this is what will hold the power. 
     

    so the basic way to make a sigil is to get a piece of paper and pen and write down a sentence of your intention and then simplify it. For example:

     

    I am protected from those who wish me harm

    protect me from harm

    protect from harm

    (could even simplify further to just “protect” but I won’t do that for this example)

     

    Then remove the vowels so you’re left with the consonants which now that I think about it are the punctuation sounds which make up words. The following will be what you base your actual symbol/sigil from. It’s a symbol of power which represents the intention you’re putting out there:

     

    PRTCT FRM HRM

     

    From the above you’re combining those letters in whatever way you wish. Follow whatever method you believe fits best. It’s all about YOU.  You can remove some of the consonants further if you want. I’ll use a pic because it’s easier to see… ok it turned into a video to see the progression… you can alter it however you like. Add embellishments, turn it on the side, remove bits, make part of the drawing an action intention (as I did). WHATEVER YOU LIKE. 


    Then when you’ve finished you can do a ritual to lock in the sigil to the Cosmos. Write it with an eagles feather into the air, chanting the words, use a gold pen and write it on your wrist, tattoo it, burn the paper in a flame from a black candle, write it on a piece of tourmaline and carry it around, pinch your left bum cheek and hope on one foot in a circle three times… WHATEVER you like. But do it with CONVICTION. Revisit the ritual when you want to. The more you have the image locked into your mind the better it is IMO.

     

    some people believe keeping it secret from others will hold more power. I’m of the opinion that unless someone gets into your thoughts and alters how you project it (thus breaking it down) then it doesn’t matter. But you do you. I don’t even mind if you use this particular one. People share sigils all the time. Think about this $$$ and what it means to you for example. 

     

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    The Bible And The Breathalyser


    Among the tattered dwelling of the new found home, in the furthest cramped corner sat the shell of a goat head strangled in copper wire, scraped of its insides, unwashed behind the ears, fueling the crooked names spoken by leeches
    To a thinning cowlick's fat his crippled limp, dragging along the hump of the floor. Sobbing from the smacking mouth of the demagogue wells, making wisecracks, spilling from the corners with their pink flinches, second glancing their every move
    It ate pickled nose cartilage that fell from the ceilings, a pork skin drizzle unnerving the humans, while it read aloud from its favorite books, in glossolalia slang and haruspex truths, following a slow and patient wait, a mocking their hair as it was glued to their upper lip combover
    Under the wall, the ships smeared by faithfully talking the magnum fanatics and their bottles of scalp soup
    They cooked up a tardis smudge on their eyes, a lunar antidote that powdered underneath the oncoming pestilence of their idling fingers
    It wrote them a seance, penetrated their every dependent desire
    It hacked off the central headpiece to the collective
    It wrote them a message in the marrow of the knife, with the extension of Baphomet* transfusion
    Glued to the animals, perversions of their former selves, patiently biting their fingernails looking for a clue
    As soon as it failed to appear, the faithful fell under the spell of public execution
    It had been an eternity filled with useless ritual, and all for nothing, promising salvation, but only flags came swarming around for a better taste
    What was left were the scraps, dressed in animal skin, defiled servants holding their breath, fatherless culprits blaming their kin, waiting for an answer
    They thought a day would come, or a giraffe might choke in midair squeal, some sort of indication
    Only it was the hands of the followers that had left their markings in neatly packed dunes filled with the decapitated remains, found sealed in sand
    It only stained the conscious for a brief moment, then came disgust
    Realizing there was nothing to it, people began collapsing in collective states of drought
    Palm-size vents heating in the chest, cluttering the graph, a bladder full of remains
    Nothing became of them because nothing was the reason, an apathetic display dripping into vats of obesity
    The feud had been sucking teeth for some time now, but the only baggage that paraded about was the curtain epidermis unfolded in an inebriated suit
    The fit came suffocating, feathering the boa-constricted paleness, frostbitten, and shovel-faced
    It came before them in utter confidence, flares of pink owls in the nest of albino eyelids blinking out chemical obscurities to the blind
    It bloomed into a hemorrhaged contraption that impopulated the disenchanted, one by one
    All the churches were converted into quarantine facilities, inside them grew bacterial stubble compacted by larvae, contracting and teething
    A newborn litter degradively sufficient, running from the horse collarbone, amongst the murmuring femurs whimpering in fractures
    "Are you the Polaroid shot you thought you were?", it said with a coy smirk
    With the position now vacant, it waltzed right in and made itself at home
    Seduced by the empty nominations at the altar of broken ballot boxes, closer to that nothingness that everyone seemed to embrace
    As it pissed all over them, the sigh of relief steamed off the soaking depressants, an impending sleep was on its way

    - Mars Volta (Cedric and Omar)

     

  5. Posted

    14 hours ago, lostmypants said:

    Amazing thanks for all your awesome questions FancyPants they're great and I'm gonna share a couple with the BroHood and get their answers. 

     

    To answer your last first question first. Please define mental illness. Also we realise that our anxiety is a part of us, a part that is protecting us from perceived danger, as is depression and/or team depression made up of multiple parts ie. Mr sad and Mr unworthy or Mr victim. These are not only primal intense feeling parts of us, they also have language and can communicate with us if we address them as they deserve with unconditional love. We go back to their source in the darkness inside of us to our original wound, bringing with us the light of love and compassion. After a while we can and do free that part of us and releive it of the suffering it experiences each time it comes up and brings to life a painful moment again in the hopes of us avoiding or navigating more safely this time. Safely but not always more happily. It's about us serving our parts and letting them relax and showing them that they can trust that we are taking care of things on their behalf. Then they can retire and live in complete peace.

     

    Peace inside creates a peaceful world.

     

    Men become kings of peace

    Women become more magical

     

    I'll get back to more questions soon thanks so much Fancy you're a legend ❤️

     

    oh awesome I’m happy to hear what you guys say. Always fascinating! 

     

    I might be a little while in responding, I’ve got a bunch of things going on to give 100% attention but I will when I can, promise :)

  8. Posted · Edited by FancyPants

    Interesting :) and I’m genuinely happy for you that you’ve found comfort.

    I do have a couple of questions, to hear your perspective before I have a gander at the website :)

    What place does plant medicine and MDMA (so I can presume psychedelics? Or just entheogens specifically?) play in attaining and/or maintaining this state of Nirvana?

    Are any ideals borrowed from other religions/spiritual beliefs?

    Do you believe literally anyone can attain this state if they put the effort/devotion in?

     

    Where does the ordinary life habits of eat/sleep/create/heal/etc come into this lifestyle? I.e where do you get food/shelter/materials/medicine/etc from? 

    What are the future plans of this group? What is the end goal?

    Can people in this state coexist with those outside?

     

    Is it the group’s belief that human societal evolution can only move forward in this manner?

    Who is the spokesperson for this ideology/methodology? How are they chosen? Are other roles chosen in the same manner?

    What is the group’s stance on dualism? If I were to opine that only chaos can create, what would be the group’s response?

     

    Do you believe humans (or possibly not just) have a consciousness which goes beyond material life?

    Do you have a list of actions/beliefs/etc which are discouraged or even punished? If so, who decided these?

     

    Is there a tiered system of access to knowledge in attaining this state? 

     

    How important does your group consider the body to be? Is it a temple to be worshipped, or merely a vessel to house the immaterial soul?

     

    Edit: Oops nearly forgot the first question I was going to ask lol… 
    Where does your group believe mental illness to lie in your system? 

    Thanks!

     

     

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    Oh wow! That is a very interesting guitar! What does it sound like? 
     

    i know you’ve had a LOT more interaction with Mother than I have, but I’ve never got the feeling that plants care about such things. Since there is nothing new under the sun and that vibrations are vibrations. I’d assume they care more for the how pleasing the sound is rather than what made it. And also how it makes us feel when we take the plant into us. 

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    10 hours ago, El Presidente Hillbillios said:

    Fancypants has been teaching me some photography. 

     

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    i haven’t uploaded my shots of that sky yet, but I reckon that photo was the winner. 

     

    I’d be a sore loser but because I taught you so much I’ll just be taking credit for any achievements you have in the future. Best get used to that now :wave-finger:

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  13. Posted

    On 17/3/2022 at 11:16 AM, Glaukus said:

    Interesting you don't get enhanced visuals, that's almost guaranteed for me.

     

     

    It seems guaranteed for most people :( so it’s been frustrating wondering why my times were relatively uninspiring of such glee. Even the times with cactus I’m sure were not as intense as others…

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    OK so it seems combined with acid nothing happens apart from an increasingly high-pitched ringing buzz which gets to the point of almost wincing at it although it’s not necessarily loud. Vision is brighter but for all I seem to remember there is no change in visuals otherwise and no time is lost. I’m able to form coherent thoughts like “I’m in an altered state, how can I use this to my advantage” or “what can I learn from this?.”

     

    I joke that I know everything already so there’s no lesson to be had for me there and that’s why I just get white noise. I’m mostly joking, but an experience I had with nitrous at the dentist seemed an ultimate - or maybe penultimate - lesson in Unity/Duality with words in an otherwise void of space (ego death?) used to convey the idea… reading William James’ essay was like de ja vu! 
     

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    What's mistake but a kind of take?
    What's nausea but a kind of -ausea?
    Sober, drunk, -unk , astonishment. . . .
    Agreement--disagreement!! 
    Emotion--motion!!! . . . 
    Reconciliation of opposites; sober, drunk, all the same! 
    Good and evil reconciled in a laugh! 
    It escapes, it escapes! 
    But--
    What escapes, WHAT escapes?

     

    But I am no Great Learned One. So it can’t be THAT. 

     

    Now for the shitty part…

    Apparently I look like I blank out in a way that the veteran nang whore observer hasn’t seen before. I’ve had a grand mail seizure once of unknown cause (I think they call it Tonic Clonic(?) now?) 12 years ago. I *might* also have had absent seizures at various times but only when I’m near sleep and overtired. I need to record myself doing it so that I can tie the experience together with what I’m remembering of it. For science… I’ll be trying different brands to see if there’s any difference that way. 

     

    The other weird part is that I seem to get better visual effect when combined with cactus. 

     

    I like to get *something* out of these (psychedelic) experiences, and if I’m not getting anything out of nitrous then I’ll just put it down. I’m not going to risk potentially serious shit for a really crappy experience that is barely amusing most of the time. It’s def annoying I’m not getting the same funs as others, but it’s good there’s not another thing to spend money on. 

    Anyone have or know someone with epilepsy or a seizure disorder for whom whipped cream brings all the boys to the yard?

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    I wondered if there was another goal to choosing public spaces, more than just habitat suitability. Like if there was a particular demographic to aim for, or to make a statement, or because of increased visibility/access etc? 
     

    wouldn’t be a precise thing obvs, but curious nonetheless. I reckon getting some going at rehab places would be good. 

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    On 14/03/2022 at 10:48 AM, Freakosystem said:

    The mycelium in my patch has woken up this week and is surprisingly aggressive given the time of the year.

     

    Fancy Pants, I've found subs at 38 different locations throughout NSW and only once would I say there was a considerable number of Acacias around. I'd go so far as to say that avoiding looking in Acacia rich habitat would be a useful beginner tip. The place I found them in association was highly disturbed/unnatural. I have nondoubt they'd thrive beneath Acacia in planted beds though. All bets are off when growing in wood chip.

    I definitely thought it was interesting as I hadn’t really heard of it being a desired habitat for subs specifically. I wish I could remember more of that conversation but I was driving at the time and we’ve now split up. 

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    On 9/6/2014 at 2:14 PM, Horus said:

    Hey guys,

    So happy to post in this thread started by my beautiful bro Holy Mountain.

    He was in the forest with me when I collected my mycelium .

    Now years later I look forward to winter when my shamanic garden really pumps out the medicine.

    1st patch started with the whole corrugated cardboard,woodchip tek.

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    Just transplanted a clump of myc to under my 14yo Caapi vine.

    In 1 year the whole mound is thick with mycelium, it loves the synergy of the great mother.

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    Both patches are mulched with Acacias finest leaf and Caapi leaf and vine.

    Watered all year around with fishpond water.

    I swear they have taken up the goodness and are aya subs.

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    my ex used to communicate with the subs spirits through me (I would have ingested and he did his psychic thing, I would ask questions), and they told him once that they w@nt to be grown under acacias.

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    Only recently discovered the interesting nature of them. And even then the first two nights didn’t overly grab me, but I think it was the 3rd or 4th night on top of either acid, cactus, or TooCeeBee (can’t remember) I finally got what the fuss was about.
     

    Like you hit it, close your eyes, and are teleported into a bright place where everything is endlessly reflected (like when you stand between two mirrors). Thoughts or realisations may come, or they may not. Visions may come, or they may not. One friend has time-warping every single time. I don’t seem to get the big epiphany type stuff… or not yet maybe. 
     

    I should do more… for science…

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    I have some prescription medicine capsules that are sustained release in the form of “ion-exchange resin complex”… 

     

    what I’d like to know is, if I crush these up as much as possible with mortar and pestle, would the HCL be bioavailable when rectally administered (with water)? Or should I further acidify or do something else to them? I’m *guessing* they’re made this way to prevent misuse by intranasal and IV route, but maybe rectal isn’t terribly affected?

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