The Universe, homegrown in an old baby food jar.
A couple of weeks ago I had a groundbreaking voyage through hyperspace that served as a reminder to me that DMT has no place in anyone’s recreational drug arsenal. It is a tool, that should only be wielded by those aware of exactly how powerful it is. I still have a tough time putting my thoughts on the matter into words, as I get overwhelmed just recalling the images and sounds from that night. It is events like these that show you just how limited we are in communicating our perspectives, restricted by symbols, words, and phrases that still have not lended themselves to these out of reality voyages. I think that is where art comes in - it allows us to communicate emotions, experiences, memories, and other aspects of our mind body and soul that our current communication symbols cannot express. You might have noticed I have been posting a lot of artwork lately, and I think I will continue to do this because these images are the best way I can share with you my own experiences. They are memories in a photo album of my vacation outside of this realm we dwell in most of the time.
