06-04-2017, 11:39 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-04-2017, 11:41 PM by Mystic Pymp.)
Day 95 - 1 + 4 loops
I made an interesting experiment today. Before sleep I listened to 1 loop of ultrasonic on my laptop and 4 loops of hybrid in the night. I woke up extremely tired (something which is not common for me with bigger number of loops). Good part of that could be also because I released a lot of stress because I managed to catch up with my work.
But what's important is that before falling asleep I felt ecstatic. I was filled with arousal and love, chakras firing up left, right and center. I would not call it euphory as it felt much different than the high in previous versions. I was trying to harvest that energy and target it on my ex just to see if something would come out of this. We'll see about that, for now I'll be looking more into it and see, if I'll be able to replicate that result.
I made an interesting experiment today. Before sleep I listened to 1 loop of ultrasonic on my laptop and 4 loops of hybrid in the night. I woke up extremely tired (something which is not common for me with bigger number of loops). Good part of that could be also because I released a lot of stress because I managed to catch up with my work.
But what's important is that before falling asleep I felt ecstatic. I was filled with arousal and love, chakras firing up left, right and center. I would not call it euphory as it felt much different than the high in previous versions. I was trying to harvest that energy and target it on my ex just to see if something would come out of this. We'll see about that, for now I'll be looking more into it and see, if I'll be able to replicate that result.
For not by numbers of men, nor by measure of body, but by valor of soul is war to be decided.
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4
~Belisarius, the last Roman
Certitude is for the puzzle-box logicians and girls of white glamour [...]. I am a letter written in uncertainty.
~36 Lessons of Vivec, Sermon 4