Kunga wrote:Yes...it is natural (DMT),it's in everything !!! Your pineal gland must be very clean. (Third Eye) . I've been trying to eliminate toxins from my diet to clean mine up...DonaldJ wrote: My natural drugs
I wasn't trying to be critical....just wondering, it's so rare to find people with this naturally.
You are a breath of fresh air around here !
I thinks that the first nice thing anyone has said to me for ten years..
My apologies for taking it wrongly.. Usually people insult me that way because all they know is how to bully and share their mental excrements...
Re: "trying to eliminate toxins from my diet to clean mine up..."
I found many years ago I was deep into working to solve "antimatter technologies".. I had met antimatter's personality facets deep enough to draw a sketch of its personality.. It's extremely complicated.. An hour later I couldn't even begin to understand anything about the drawing, but I know how to make many kinds of antimater, some of which could be used to power all industry, but I might not have it to process thought that deep any more, after the mindless monkey assholes damaged my brain with radiation to punish me for bouncing an evil person's evil right back at him, while he was pretending he was killing me with his infantile shit-class monkey mind... I suppose he felt his evil coming right back at him, and blamed me for being the bully..?
Re: "cleaning up diet".. I went to dinner for a steak, and couldn't process deep thoughts for 48 hours after eating the meat.. That should tell you something... Plus I ingest a bunch of specific vitamins, nutrients, supplements, and amino acids daily, and avoid booze and street drugs, and dangerous pharmacy drugs... But the thing that gets me the most mileage in this thought processing thing is how I treat all the little things in life I meet with all my love and respect, except mosquitoes.. I do not like bloodsucking, nor mind sucking, parasites...
I twice found some of my old multivitamins in old toolboxes.. a couple of the pills had bacteria cultures dug right into the pills.. As I was about to toss the pills in the trash, I thought about the life on them, like it was their whole world.. so I set them under the lilac bush on decaying wet leaves.. Whenever I find an old dirty vitamin pill they get it... Someday I might be lucky enough to met them, after they've evolved a bit.. I hope.. Maybe they will produce a medicine for me, if I ask them..?
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if someone like me tasted some rattlesnake venom from a snake befriended..? I'm bets I gots it to convince a friendly snake or scorpion or spider to release a tiny drop of friendly venom onto a fingertip.. but I not sure if I gots the balls to actually taste it..? Is venom dangerous to taste?..
oops!.. you're trying to "eliminate toxins", and I'm trying to find some fun ones.. silly me...
A monarch butterfly taught me how to use the pineal as a "laser"...
I was stopped at a highway rest-stop in a forest by a river.. A butterfly got lost/stuck in my campfire's smoke.. It couldn't find its way through it nor out.. so I summoned all I could to communicate to it how to get out of the smoke, and suddenly a red beam came from my forehead.. Just before it touched the bug, worried that I might fry it if it touched the beam, I pulled back on the beam, and it paused a few inches from bug.. I drew a red line in font of the bug, then slowly drew the line to a way out of the smoke.. The brat in me made the line go in a small loop, then to a tree, where I turned it off.. The bug touched the line, and followed it, and to my shock it flew the loop, and made it to the tree where I had shut it off, and hovered there facing me as if asking "now what?"..
I spoke to the bug "I would like to meet you, I'm safe you're safe, I can't hurt you, you can't hurt me, I would like to meet you".. I finished getting my loaded coffee-pot on the fire.. I happened to notice a butterfly resting on a rotted log about 50-feet away.. I approached the bug, saying "I would like to meet you".. and heard a strange echo to my words...
I crouched near the log, and reached a hand towards the bug.. It's wings were flat to the log.. I wanted to touch its wings at the lead edges, but coudn't get my fingernails under them to move them, so I searched near my feet for a stick tiny enough to get it under its wings, is when it fluttered its wings a tiny bit, then left them raised a quarter inch above the log.. I gently raised the left wing to straight up, making its legs buckle a bit, and it held the wing there.. I was about to raise its right wing when I noticed its legs firming up its posture, and waited till it had stopped moving its legs, then raised the right wing up to touching the left.. It held them there.. I tried to get a fingernail between the closed wings to open them, but couldn't.. While I was searching for a tiny stick it opened its wings half an inch apart, and I gently set them back to flat on the log.. Suddenly my coffee-pot tipped and spilled into the fire.. I stood, and rushed to repair my fire and coffee-pot..
After which, I glanced at the bug still on the log.. I waved to it, "It's been an honour meeting you your majesty".. The bug took flight, and flew over my head, then away into the forest...
Another time I used this beam to see in the pitch black darkness..
I suppose one might call this thing "pineal beam"..? Is there a scientific term for it?..
I'd teach this, but humans would use it for evil only.. Can't be giving mindless psychotic brats dangerous toys, is why humanity doesn't get anything new these days.. is why I burned 80-thousand pages of scientific notes and all my CD's... When uncle einstein realized the full impact of what psychotic humanoids did with the h-bomb, he mumbled "I boobooed".. I erased my stuff to not booboo like he boobooed, after these insane pig kooks stated tormenting me...
Teach me all about the pineal.. I know how these things work, but I don't know the scientific terminologies and the folklore...
I found that if you establish a triad-vortex of your 3 head glands, and pull it in to your brain-stem, you go invisible... What are the those three upper major glands called..? Tell me about them...
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That asshole pig is ringing the v-chip loud in my ear again.. like it has every nearly night for two years.. which can only make my nights sleepless, and eventually cause me a fatal heart attack...
Any ideas why those mindless demonic assholes would be trying to murder me..?
I suppose they are killing me with their sins..? They probably think I'm one of their heroes, that they want to die for their sins.. They are obviously insane as it gets... If you insane psychotic monkeys don't want your Species to survive, you are definitely are doing what will make your mindless insane useless highly destructive hateful delusional Species go extinct by your own hand... You mindless insane godless psychotic nutcases should go flush yourselves down the toilet... I bets you neanderthal creeps go to church every Sunday, where you spew ridiculous prayer poetry to the porcelain statues, with as much enthusiasm and love as it takes one to release the poopoo-squirts.. You monkeys shit liquid.. What's that tell you..? Get Pampers!..