Sitting quietly in a little ceremonial space, set in my hard loft studio, amongst the decorative throw pillows and multicoloured tapestries, the scent of smoked handmade Changa, (a blended of DMT, Harmelin and Blue Lotus) filled the space. Each experience was just as profoundly spiritual as the last, yet they were never the same. As futile as it may seem, the accurate retelling of each experience galvanizes my conscious understanding of ones undeniable connection with the rest of the universe.