jeriko
Rising Star
The following is an account of my first experience with DMT; Though it's hard to recall and put into words, I've done my utmost to do it justice! 
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PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Slightly anxious, curious, confident, open & willing
(physical condition) Set: healthy, alert
Setting (location): At a friend's house, indoors
time of day: 9am, gorgeous sunny day, 32 degrees & cloudless
recent drug use: LSD several times over the last month, cannabis daily
last meal:
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 70kgs
known sensitivities: penicillin, gluten, lactose
history of use: first-time DMT use, experienced psychedelic user
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): Changa
Dose(s): 200mg 1:1 infusion
Method of administration: Smoked via waterpipe
EFFECTS
Administration time: T=0:00
Duration: 15 minutes
First effects: 20 seconds
Peak: 3 minutes
Come down: 10 minutes
Baseline: 25 minutes
Intensity (overall): 4
Evaluation / notes: A++ will trip again
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 4
Implesantness: 0
Visual Intensity: 3
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AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0
Afterglow: 4
REPORT
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THIRSTY. EYES OPEN.
I wake up and stumble to the bathroom for a drink of water. Paying little attention to the waking world, I groggily wonder if I'll be able to resume my dream where it left off before I awoke so abruptly. I check the time on my phone; it reads: "5am". Also, "1 new message."
I open the SMS - it seems simple enough, containing a location, a time, and a request for me to be *there*, *then*. My eyes scan the message once, twice, thrice, as I start to comprehend the implication: the time has finally come; my first DMT trip is soon to materialize under the guidance of an experienced friend. But only in 4 hours time.
How does one go back to sleep after such a realization? Like an 8-year-old on Christmas Eve, I try in vain to catch a few hours' rest before the plunge, but my mind is ablaze with anticipation, dutifully looping Shpongle's 'Divine Moments of Truth' in between fanciful thoughts and frequent disbelief that this is finally coming to pass. After so much research and preparation, the opportunity has snuck up on me indeed!
My friend 'W' and I have worked together for several months, and whilst we've discussed psychedelics (particularly DMT) at length, his offer nonetheless took me by surprise. I tend to keep my distance in new relationships, though W and I seem to have this unspoken understanding - in truth, I've never met anyone who shares my opinions on veganism, let alone a keen psychonaut and one who follows the tao... and yet only after this recent DMT experience am I realizing the true value our friendship has always held.
I arrive at his house later than planned and somewhat nervous. We chat for a while but most of me is preoccupied with apprehension. He shows me his changa, and points out the tiny yellow flowers, noting that it's probably DMT-infused passion-fruit leaf. It smells curious. My hands are shaking.
"I've got to admit, I'm pretty nervous", I laugh. His understanding smile comforts me, and I watch him pack the water-pipe whilst I ask for general advice on technique. He finally hands me the mouthpiece, readies the lighter, and signals "whenever you're ready", so I take the opportunity to gather my intentions and still my mind before blasting off.
The moment has arrived. I watch the lighter spark with phosphorescence and I start a slow, looooooong draw on the pipe, focusing on the sound of the bubbling water. Though I'm a trained singer with a large lung capacity, my lungs seem to fill fast, though they don't burn like tobacco or marijuana. "What a peculiar taste", I chuckle, though I'm already enjoying it immensely. I hold the smoke in for about 30 seconds, and feel a semi-solid fog gradually enveloping my consciousness. W tells me that if I want another hit I should do it soon, so I repeat - and slowly fill up my lungs again, and hold. [approx 200mg changa in total] I consider a third toke, but by this time my pipe-holding arm feels somewhat detached, so I hand the device back to W, exhale, lean back into the couch and surrender myself to the absorbing cosmos.
-----------~~~~--~---------~~~~------~~~~~-~-~-~~---~---~~~~--~~~-~~~~--> * <---~ YOU ARE HERE
It's unlike anything I've ever experienced.
RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW. L-O-O-K. DO YOU SEE?
Indescribable. My language has become laughably incompetent. The surroundings glisten and shimmer. Everything is obvious. I understand.
IT'S QUITE SIMPLE, REALLY
I am immersed in a profound presence of mind. I can taste the geometric space that surrounds. Perceptions are enmeshed with every particle in the room - awareness permeates everything. Co lours ripple and pop in mathematical harmony. My friend is watching intently - I look him in the eye and smile earnestly, 'Wow'; he understands. "Close your eyes if you want", he suggests gently, and so I do, my smile stretching into a massive grin as a canvas unfolds in front of me.
WAIT FOR IT................^>^>^> WHAM!!
My mind's eye explodes in a splendor of purple and gold, morphing metallic threads slipping and sliding in spectacular union. "Yes!", I think, "it's perfect!". Basking in the intricate display, I hear distant bubbling water and know that W is taking his hit. I open my eyes to see him laying on a bean bag, arms outstretched, chest raised, head thrown back, in the most glorious scene I've ever witnessed---- ectoplasm leaping from every outline, fifteen dimensions thick.
YOU ARE ALIVE.
Every fiber of my consciousness swells with gratitude, and I want nothing but to embrace my friend in sincerest thanks.
EMBRACE! BODY?
I can still feel my body, though it seems to be an appendage rather than the totality. Am I breathing? Sort of. It feels good to fill my lungs with fresh air. I close my eyes once again and focus on the three-part breathing exercises I learn from yoga. It's fascinating how coherently I'm able to guide my thoughts. I straighten my back and delve deeper into my breathing practice, as I see a ball of pulsating noodle-like strings tumbling and twisting in impossible shapes. Music gently wafts in, and I feel every subtle nuance effortlessly. I ponder the nature of what is happening, and a sense of completeness washes over me.
HERE COMES THE CRESCENDO
Laughter.........!!!
Never before have I laughed so openly, so honestly. Infectious, pure, unadulterated joy exploding from every pore of my skin, bursting forth like a deep underground spring that has met the boundless surface at long last. It lasted for what felt like hours and hours, and everything was complete, and always had been. I can still recall that sense of utter peace and joy.
The dust starts to settle.
HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO DESCRIBE THIS?
Such was my final thought, as I felt the trip softly dissolving back into seams of reality. "Wow" I said out loud, and W laughed in agreeance. I knew one thing for certain - though I'll never be able to come close to comprehending and communicating how truly incredible this has been, it's nonetheless a defining point in my life. Nothing could have prepared me for this trip, though past experience with psychedelics and meditation practice definitely helped with a sense of control and manageability. A+++ will trip again.
Honestly I cannot understand for the life of me why this is illegal. In the aftermath, I feel stronger willed, more focused, and liberated from psychological issues that had been gnawing at me for months. I note that the rabbit hole goes a LOT deeper, and I can't wait to burrow down some more. All I can say is _WOW_ - truly ineffable.
I'd also like to express my gratitude once more toward my friend who went out of his way to bring me to this experience. I encourage everyone - I implore you - to extend your hand toward anyone who might be interested. This is truly something to be shared and revered.
Much love, and thanks for reading!
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PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Slightly anxious, curious, confident, open & willing
(physical condition) Set: healthy, alert
Setting (location): At a friend's house, indoors
time of day: 9am, gorgeous sunny day, 32 degrees & cloudless
recent drug use: LSD several times over the last month, cannabis daily
last meal:
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 70kgs
known sensitivities: penicillin, gluten, lactose
history of use: first-time DMT use, experienced psychedelic user
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): Changa
Dose(s): 200mg 1:1 infusion
Method of administration: Smoked via waterpipe
EFFECTS
Administration time: T=0:00
Duration: 15 minutes
First effects: 20 seconds
Peak: 3 minutes
Come down: 10 minutes
Baseline: 25 minutes
Intensity (overall): 4
Evaluation / notes: A++ will trip again
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 4
Implesantness: 0
Visual Intensity: 3
.
.
.
AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0
Afterglow: 4
REPORT
-------------
THIRSTY. EYES OPEN.
I wake up and stumble to the bathroom for a drink of water. Paying little attention to the waking world, I groggily wonder if I'll be able to resume my dream where it left off before I awoke so abruptly. I check the time on my phone; it reads: "5am". Also, "1 new message."
I open the SMS - it seems simple enough, containing a location, a time, and a request for me to be *there*, *then*. My eyes scan the message once, twice, thrice, as I start to comprehend the implication: the time has finally come; my first DMT trip is soon to materialize under the guidance of an experienced friend. But only in 4 hours time.
How does one go back to sleep after such a realization? Like an 8-year-old on Christmas Eve, I try in vain to catch a few hours' rest before the plunge, but my mind is ablaze with anticipation, dutifully looping Shpongle's 'Divine Moments of Truth' in between fanciful thoughts and frequent disbelief that this is finally coming to pass. After so much research and preparation, the opportunity has snuck up on me indeed!
My friend 'W' and I have worked together for several months, and whilst we've discussed psychedelics (particularly DMT) at length, his offer nonetheless took me by surprise. I tend to keep my distance in new relationships, though W and I seem to have this unspoken understanding - in truth, I've never met anyone who shares my opinions on veganism, let alone a keen psychonaut and one who follows the tao... and yet only after this recent DMT experience am I realizing the true value our friendship has always held.
I arrive at his house later than planned and somewhat nervous. We chat for a while but most of me is preoccupied with apprehension. He shows me his changa, and points out the tiny yellow flowers, noting that it's probably DMT-infused passion-fruit leaf. It smells curious. My hands are shaking.
"I've got to admit, I'm pretty nervous", I laugh. His understanding smile comforts me, and I watch him pack the water-pipe whilst I ask for general advice on technique. He finally hands me the mouthpiece, readies the lighter, and signals "whenever you're ready", so I take the opportunity to gather my intentions and still my mind before blasting off.
The moment has arrived. I watch the lighter spark with phosphorescence and I start a slow, looooooong draw on the pipe, focusing on the sound of the bubbling water. Though I'm a trained singer with a large lung capacity, my lungs seem to fill fast, though they don't burn like tobacco or marijuana. "What a peculiar taste", I chuckle, though I'm already enjoying it immensely. I hold the smoke in for about 30 seconds, and feel a semi-solid fog gradually enveloping my consciousness. W tells me that if I want another hit I should do it soon, so I repeat - and slowly fill up my lungs again, and hold. [approx 200mg changa in total] I consider a third toke, but by this time my pipe-holding arm feels somewhat detached, so I hand the device back to W, exhale, lean back into the couch and surrender myself to the absorbing cosmos.
-----------~~~~--~---------~~~~------~~~~~-~-~-~~---~---~~~~--~~~-~~~~--> * <---~ YOU ARE HERE
It's unlike anything I've ever experienced.
RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW. L-O-O-K. DO YOU SEE?
Indescribable. My language has become laughably incompetent. The surroundings glisten and shimmer. Everything is obvious. I understand.
IT'S QUITE SIMPLE, REALLY
I am immersed in a profound presence of mind. I can taste the geometric space that surrounds. Perceptions are enmeshed with every particle in the room - awareness permeates everything. Co lours ripple and pop in mathematical harmony. My friend is watching intently - I look him in the eye and smile earnestly, 'Wow'; he understands. "Close your eyes if you want", he suggests gently, and so I do, my smile stretching into a massive grin as a canvas unfolds in front of me.
WAIT FOR IT................^>^>^> WHAM!!
My mind's eye explodes in a splendor of purple and gold, morphing metallic threads slipping and sliding in spectacular union. "Yes!", I think, "it's perfect!". Basking in the intricate display, I hear distant bubbling water and know that W is taking his hit. I open my eyes to see him laying on a bean bag, arms outstretched, chest raised, head thrown back, in the most glorious scene I've ever witnessed---- ectoplasm leaping from every outline, fifteen dimensions thick.
YOU ARE ALIVE.
Every fiber of my consciousness swells with gratitude, and I want nothing but to embrace my friend in sincerest thanks.
EMBRACE! BODY?
I can still feel my body, though it seems to be an appendage rather than the totality. Am I breathing? Sort of. It feels good to fill my lungs with fresh air. I close my eyes once again and focus on the three-part breathing exercises I learn from yoga. It's fascinating how coherently I'm able to guide my thoughts. I straighten my back and delve deeper into my breathing practice, as I see a ball of pulsating noodle-like strings tumbling and twisting in impossible shapes. Music gently wafts in, and I feel every subtle nuance effortlessly. I ponder the nature of what is happening, and a sense of completeness washes over me.
HERE COMES THE CRESCENDO
Laughter.........!!!
Never before have I laughed so openly, so honestly. Infectious, pure, unadulterated joy exploding from every pore of my skin, bursting forth like a deep underground spring that has met the boundless surface at long last. It lasted for what felt like hours and hours, and everything was complete, and always had been. I can still recall that sense of utter peace and joy.
The dust starts to settle.
HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO DESCRIBE THIS?
Such was my final thought, as I felt the trip softly dissolving back into seams of reality. "Wow" I said out loud, and W laughed in agreeance. I knew one thing for certain - though I'll never be able to come close to comprehending and communicating how truly incredible this has been, it's nonetheless a defining point in my life. Nothing could have prepared me for this trip, though past experience with psychedelics and meditation practice definitely helped with a sense of control and manageability. A+++ will trip again.
Honestly I cannot understand for the life of me why this is illegal. In the aftermath, I feel stronger willed, more focused, and liberated from psychological issues that had been gnawing at me for months. I note that the rabbit hole goes a LOT deeper, and I can't wait to burrow down some more. All I can say is _WOW_ - truly ineffable.
I'd also like to express my gratitude once more toward my friend who went out of his way to bring me to this experience. I encourage everyone - I implore you - to extend your hand toward anyone who might be interested. This is truly something to be shared and revered.
Much love, and thanks for reading!
