mindexplorer01
Rising Star
180lbs. 81kg
Experienced psilocybin and dextromethophan user now rejecting dxm, but fond of tryptamines
Mindset tuned for intellectual and spiritual development... an open mind
2doses both around 20 or 30mg. More likely.. first closer to 40, second closer to 20.
2nd trip with DiMiTri ever
In this trip I smoked ~30mg sandwich style. Came in feelin great super rush... kinda got a
lil worried and let down thinkin it wasn't quite enough. It was like an entity that
controlled this 'fun' candyland part of the trip had his hand on a dial adjusting the
velocity. Think of the national fair/carnival on the rides. The entity was like 'check
this out!' and the intensity would jump! my eyes would fall closed and burst wide open
again like fireworks in my eyes and head... just radiating. Each time it raised the level
my breath flowed in a symphony gradually getting stronger... kinda like the entity knew my
anxieties but felt I was worthy and genuine in my approach towards the substance... so
then finally everywhere around the room I look think shift in ways to resemble something
along the lines of the chestshire cat smile... but not cat there... actually, f'n A! Just
like the chestshire cat! Then the intensity was set to 11
Eyes drop and I'm good, I'm gone. Boom! It was as if my body was a whip being cracked. The
sound shattered reality. The mix and blurs. Vague entities pass by and glance. Then they
go about their way. It's like I'm a new creature in there world... but that many before me
have come and I'm a norm to show up. Materializing and deconstructing it's all moving so
fast. My eyes open and I know I'm suppose to go deeper. 'They' want me to in order to stay
a while longer. They present themselves as equals. They know they're superior to myself at
this point, but they want to help me. I scrape another ~20/30mg and run through it. The
smoke is no bother like some claim in my opinion. Very quickly this one hits. About the
moment I set down the pipe I collapse and it begins.
A whitish entity with some mist composed of 'pixels' that collapse within themselves
trailing off it's head. It was approaching from my lower right periphery and came up with
a smile. Though the smile was not expressed by the face... only through telepathy. Deeper
I was thrown. It was like being thrown around in a vacuum of emptiness but multicolored
cosmic forces. Vortexes and fractals appeared on the wall... and interestingly, as I haven't read it in reports. I
visualized these vortexes horizontally as well. They were like tornadoes of something...
energy or knowledge of something. Whatever it was the entity seemed to control all this
and the tornado would suddenly hurdle towards me and another rushing feeling and more
ineffable experiences. I viewed the crucifix on my wall. The cross and the light-switch
below it formed a figure that glowed whitish as well. It felt like Christ was present, but
not participating in this one... just supervising.
My eyes are basically not controlled. The journey itself controls all aspects of my
physiological self. Even the breathing and movements of the head... turning upwards. Now
I'm within my room but of course this is the hyperspace room. I've been given a strong
sense of total piece, joy, love, and astonishment. The 'elves' are here, but to me they
appeared simply as flashing multicolored dots that ran back and forth across aesthetic
lines of the normal room. They did seem to act like they were hiding behind the lines. The
lines though were parts of themselves... each of them. The tracer they repeated into solid
lines were part of them. A lot of fun observing was done. I didn't feel in my body,
however at this point, though point of view remained in place. Those 'elves' actually
seemed pesky coming to reflection. As I came out it, I did indeed feel as though some of
these vague entities saying see ya later. They weren't mad or offended. They understood
and acted as though they'll just catch up when I return.
I cut the lamp and now in the darkness coming down I see a tunnel of thin eyes squinted.
Some of them occasionally blink. They're nothing intelligent behind and of these leftover
visuals. They were like a parting gift to enjoy as I returned gently like a parachute
coming to Earth.
The waves that came diving into hyperspace are washed in my mind together. Some of these
details are likely out of order, but it all happened. I felt quite sure that no matter how
strong the substance, due to my rationale with science, I wouldn't experience anything
like the McKenna esoteric views. For real, it blew my mind that it was very similar.
Naturally, I interpret it different, but the general concepts of the hyperspace he
described were all very much there and alive...man were they alive. The room was alive.
Still, the best was going beyond. The bashing cosmic colors within the vacuum of emptiness
were very intense. It was these forces that stripped the ego from myself and allowed
observation from a nonexistent perspective [yea that can never be seen by colleagues,
haha]. However, it was in this emptiness that advice, knowledge, help, healing, or
whatever exactly it was that was very important to these beings that I observe and learn.
Next day: Oddly, coming off that trip I had felt really goal oriented. I feel like there's so incredibly much that happened that I can't remember. There was also music I would notice sprinkled throughout that time, but sound definitely wasn't always there.
Experienced psilocybin and dextromethophan user now rejecting dxm, but fond of tryptamines
Mindset tuned for intellectual and spiritual development... an open mind
2doses both around 20 or 30mg. More likely.. first closer to 40, second closer to 20.
2nd trip with DiMiTri ever
In this trip I smoked ~30mg sandwich style. Came in feelin great super rush... kinda got a
lil worried and let down thinkin it wasn't quite enough. It was like an entity that
controlled this 'fun' candyland part of the trip had his hand on a dial adjusting the
velocity. Think of the national fair/carnival on the rides. The entity was like 'check
this out!' and the intensity would jump! my eyes would fall closed and burst wide open
again like fireworks in my eyes and head... just radiating. Each time it raised the level
my breath flowed in a symphony gradually getting stronger... kinda like the entity knew my
anxieties but felt I was worthy and genuine in my approach towards the substance... so
then finally everywhere around the room I look think shift in ways to resemble something
along the lines of the chestshire cat smile... but not cat there... actually, f'n A! Just
like the chestshire cat! Then the intensity was set to 11
Eyes drop and I'm good, I'm gone. Boom! It was as if my body was a whip being cracked. The
sound shattered reality. The mix and blurs. Vague entities pass by and glance. Then they
go about their way. It's like I'm a new creature in there world... but that many before me
have come and I'm a norm to show up. Materializing and deconstructing it's all moving so
fast. My eyes open and I know I'm suppose to go deeper. 'They' want me to in order to stay
a while longer. They present themselves as equals. They know they're superior to myself at
this point, but they want to help me. I scrape another ~20/30mg and run through it. The
smoke is no bother like some claim in my opinion. Very quickly this one hits. About the
moment I set down the pipe I collapse and it begins.
A whitish entity with some mist composed of 'pixels' that collapse within themselves
trailing off it's head. It was approaching from my lower right periphery and came up with
a smile. Though the smile was not expressed by the face... only through telepathy. Deeper
I was thrown. It was like being thrown around in a vacuum of emptiness but multicolored
cosmic forces. Vortexes and fractals appeared on the wall... and interestingly, as I haven't read it in reports. I
visualized these vortexes horizontally as well. They were like tornadoes of something...
energy or knowledge of something. Whatever it was the entity seemed to control all this
and the tornado would suddenly hurdle towards me and another rushing feeling and more
ineffable experiences. I viewed the crucifix on my wall. The cross and the light-switch
below it formed a figure that glowed whitish as well. It felt like Christ was present, but
not participating in this one... just supervising.
My eyes are basically not controlled. The journey itself controls all aspects of my
physiological self. Even the breathing and movements of the head... turning upwards. Now
I'm within my room but of course this is the hyperspace room. I've been given a strong
sense of total piece, joy, love, and astonishment. The 'elves' are here, but to me they
appeared simply as flashing multicolored dots that ran back and forth across aesthetic
lines of the normal room. They did seem to act like they were hiding behind the lines. The
lines though were parts of themselves... each of them. The tracer they repeated into solid
lines were part of them. A lot of fun observing was done. I didn't feel in my body,
however at this point, though point of view remained in place. Those 'elves' actually
seemed pesky coming to reflection. As I came out it, I did indeed feel as though some of
these vague entities saying see ya later. They weren't mad or offended. They understood
and acted as though they'll just catch up when I return.
I cut the lamp and now in the darkness coming down I see a tunnel of thin eyes squinted.
Some of them occasionally blink. They're nothing intelligent behind and of these leftover
visuals. They were like a parting gift to enjoy as I returned gently like a parachute
coming to Earth.
The waves that came diving into hyperspace are washed in my mind together. Some of these
details are likely out of order, but it all happened. I felt quite sure that no matter how
strong the substance, due to my rationale with science, I wouldn't experience anything
like the McKenna esoteric views. For real, it blew my mind that it was very similar.
Naturally, I interpret it different, but the general concepts of the hyperspace he
described were all very much there and alive...man were they alive. The room was alive.
Still, the best was going beyond. The bashing cosmic colors within the vacuum of emptiness
were very intense. It was these forces that stripped the ego from myself and allowed
observation from a nonexistent perspective [yea that can never be seen by colleagues,
haha]. However, it was in this emptiness that advice, knowledge, help, healing, or
whatever exactly it was that was very important to these beings that I observe and learn.
Next day: Oddly, coming off that trip I had felt really goal oriented. I feel like there's so incredibly much that happened that I can't remember. There was also music I would notice sprinkled throughout that time, but sound definitely wasn't always there.