geves Wrote:I just typed a 1000+ word essay on my trips for this site. But it all got deleted and I'm not about to type it all again.
@XDBD, I'm very interested in your DMT experience. A drug i was really about to try to make myself.
P.S: bud is not a drug. If beer is legal, bud should be too.
here's a trip report I wrote up for another (non drug-oriented) forum. it's kinda choppy and not so well written, i'm working on a way better one.
(the dose happened on October 8th)
last night i was sitting around my house, expecting to do nothing except level up a few times on cod4, like always. i get an IM from a friend i haven't had contact in a good while saying she is coming near gainesville and that she wanted to hang out. i am always down for this, so we do.
so they get here, we meet up, we go to my friends house. we hang out for a while, get nice and baked. we converse, stargaze (it's late, around 10PM when we first met) you know.. shake the cobwebbs. she mentions an "experience." i knew what it was because well, i knew she extracted DMT earlier.
up until this point i've been kind of vague, because nothing really matters up until now. we decide it's time. four people dose in this setting. before i continue, i'd like to say this particular girl is like the DMT queen. she knows what's up and knows how to do it. very very experienced psychonaut, much more than myself.
the way she explained it was, one hit will show you what DMT is. two hits will blow your mind, and with three hits you REALLY get why it's called the spirit molecule. one guy took a single hit first, and he went far out. it was my turn next. all this said, i've been looking forward to an opportunity like this the entire time i've been doing drugs. DMT is the one drug that has always fascinated me the most.
so I opted for 3 hits.
here's how it went down. we were in a hay barn with random stacks of hay. i on my back with my head rested on a pillow of hay, so to speak.
so the pipe goes to my mouth, she lights, tells me to inhale and clear. i do, she counts to 13. i exhale.
the process repeats. the twist is though, i'm not sober.. i'm tripping VERY hard and coming up even harder. with DMT, you feel it the second that plastic taste enters your mouth. I am getting full blown visuals at this point comparable to the stereotypical lsd trips. i take the second hit, this time she counts to 12. i exhale.
the pipe touches my lips again, at this point i'm looking at everyone, hearing what they are saying, i know what is going on but my mind and field of vision is being taken over. she tells me to inhale.. and in what seems like 5 or 6 minutes, she tells me to hold it and starts counting. i hear her get to five and i guess my eyes rolled back into my head because the last things i remember are "he's gone."
the experience for the next seven minutes is beyond words. i know for a lot of words and detail up until now, you may have been expecting me to give you graphic details of the experience but it just is not that simple. the things seen, the things the human brain is capable of cannot be perceived in regular reality.
one very vivid detail i can recall very clearly is when she told me to take the third hit, as soon as i cleared it i felt something very very magical, warm, welcoming and very intense overcome everything that is me. i don't mean my body, i mean EVERYTHING. as i felt this coming on, a pattern started building in the very bottom of my visual field. keep in mind my vision is VERY psychedelic as it is, but this overtook it.
green triangles, in perfect measurment started stacking. not like vertically, but over the terrain. i could see the hay i was laying on instantly transform into patterns of green triangles, squares, circles, patterns i don't even have words for. and then i was in space.
as far as describing space.... we all have egos. when i say an "ego," i mean who we are. we are all humans, but we are raised and conditioned a certain way. the potential we have to evolve beyond what we are is infinite. when DMT is dancing inside your DNA, all concept of this "ego," is gone. this is not an experience that I can describe with words.
and then i came back. up until last night, i'd been a pretty grounded guy. i didn't question a lot, i just figured reality is reality. no longer, and i am entirely grateful i was blessed with the opportunity to indulge.