Alisoka
Rising Star
30 mg oral 4-HO-MiPT
repeated smoked Cannabis
repeated inhaled Nitrous Oxide
3 hits smoked Banisteriopsis caapi
3 hits smoked DMT
This experience was very special to me, but I haven't ever actually made a record of it yet. This seemed like as good a time and place as any to finally get things all written down. Before this occasion I had tried a research chemical tryptamine once before, 4-AcO-DMT, but at the time I had a high tolerance to serotonergic drugs and I had mixed it with a high dose of a phenethylamine which actually fought the trip and reduced much of the psychological depth for the entirety of the experience. For this reason, this trip on 4-HO-MiPT was the first time I ever felt like I got a real taste of the synthetic tryptamine world.
It was almost seven months ago now and I was on a vacation to visit someone with whom I have formed a very intimate emotional connection. I had actually just within the half a year leading up to this point started being able to trip with confidence again after a couple years of sobriety largely because of this person. Because of this, I was understandably very excited to trip with her, on top of just being thrilled to see her in person anyway. It was on the second afternoon of my visit that I was introduced to friends and friends of friends, those who would be my companions for the experience. There was a positive vibe with easy conversation and a healthy mix of psytrance and live guitar, really a perfect environment for a trip. After eating a delicious and not too heavy dinner, we each swallowed our doses of 4-HO-MiPT, with 30 mg for myself.
As I had been prepped for, the effects started kicking in very quickly. Within fifteen minutes I had started sweating and feeling a bit nauseous, and I could feel some sort of body sensation rising within me. I found it to be somewhat paradoxically stimulating and sedating in the sense that it seemed to give me an energy to work with, but I felt a little too overwhelmed to actually make much of it, and felt little drive to do so. The feeling actually extended to vocalizations as well, as I felt my ability to communicate somewhat diminished at this point in the experience, and so I simply didn't try. I did however feel that if there was something I really needed to say I have would have been able to do so without issue. Rather, I enjoyed just listening to the others talk about their feelings and thoughts while entertaining myself in various ways such as dancing and drawing.
The visuals had started to creep up gradually as a gentle waving in the form of electric blues, greens, and purples. Within about forty-five minutes to an hour after dosing they had started to really get into full swing, and it was about this time that my earlier physical symptoms and quietness cleared up as well. I felt good, I was in a happy place and just really comfortable. I felt that the 4-HO-MiPT actually had a very powerful empathogen component, which after subsequent experiences has prompted me to refer to it as my tryptamine MDMA. I think of it this way especially because in addition to my happy, mellow body energy and increased social connectivity, I also have a very clear headspace on 4-HO-MiPT and a very low focus on visual effects. Even after I felt myself peaking, the visuals had never progressed beyond some steady, colored pulsing of surfaces and very, very light patterning. Visuals are normally one of my favorite parts of the psychedelic experience, but I was feeling so good at the time that I really wasn't bothered by it.
For the experience up to this point there was some cannabis occasionally going around, and this was enhancing all of the aspects of the trip nicely. Cannabis is a social lubricant for me anyway, at least with the right kinds of people, and so this was synergizing with the empathogenic effects of the tryptamine. I was learning about my new friends' histories and experiences and detailing some of my own as well. Together we were using our time to just try to enjoy this wonderful state of mind as much as possible. Some nitrous oxide had been prepared as well, and it had already been offered to me, but I had rejected it up to this point because I wanted to see what the 4-HO-MiPT was like on its own first. I had never actually tried nitrous oxide up to this point, so I didn't want to overload myself too much just yet. However, I finally gave it a go. It wasn't too significant compared to nearly every nitrous experience I have had since then because I was holding back a bit and so I won't get into it much, but will say that it gave me a very euphoric body and mind buzz and I got a lot of fun laughs out of it.
After some more of enjoying ourselves and reality, the friend who I had originally come to visit decided to bring us out each our own doses of DMT embedded into bowls of caapi. I do not recall what order that I went in now, but I do remember her holding the bong up to my mouth. It had been a few months at that point since my previous experience with DMT, and between that point and this trip I had taken nothing but LSD. I had not ever experienced a full breakthrough into another world with DMT at this time and still have not, but I had experienced plenty of powerful hallucinations on it nonetheless. I was a little bit nervous about where my experience was going to take me at that point, but seeing my friend's face gave me the extra motivation to start inhaling. I remember taking three hits, and then leaning back on the couch while closing my eyes, a rapidly expanding wall of sensory data approaching me as I did.
Behind my eyelids, I was faced with an enormous number of concepts from my daily life being quickly thrown at me. I could still feel myself sitting on the couch with my facial expressions changing from one thing to another as I reacted to the situations that were flying by before me. Within the constantly transforming visual display were images of places and people I know with somewhat of a focus on my parents, which is something I've come to associate with hallucinogens in the past during times of difficult emotions. I was admittedly feeling a little overwhelmed, but thinking about being there with my friend and my recent experiences with LSD and salvia calmed me down into remembering that I just need to go with it. Upon having this realization, I felt something of an emotional release as my visuals began expanding outward to represent my loss of tension. However, at this point in the trip I wasn't expecting it to get much stronger than it already was, and sure enough the intensity started to die back down to where it had been before shortly afterward.
Upon opening my eyes I was still visually tripping a good deal harder than I had been on the 4-HO-MiPT alone, and I ended up laughing and rolling around the couch for a few minutes. Not long after that I was offered another balloon of nitrous oxide, which I eagerly accepted. As I was inhaling it, I looked over at the face of my friend on the couch next to me. Her face had become colored in a dim but light neon blue and was starting to be shaped in a way that reminded me of the Sphinx, but still with a nose. Beyond her face, which I was seeing perfectly from one side only, extended a psychedelic desert with enormous pyramids visible. There were dominant colors of golds and blues with greens and purples flowing through the sky and around the edges of objects. In addition to the stereotypical Egyptian-styled imagery, there were also humans with abstract skin colors and sort of a futuristic technological aura to them appearing throughout the scene, and some related objects as well. I had this clear feeling which I can only attach to the old ideas of aliens having built the pyramids, which I found quite amusing. I believe that there was still a little bit of the DMT's visual influence in me for this as well, as after this point the visuals became fairly inconsequential again.
Aside from us just continuing to enjoy ourselves, I would say that the last noteworthy thing from the night was when we a group of us went outside to walk through the grass and stare at the sky. The outside world was beautiful on psychedelics as it always is, and it really helped strengthen even more the connection that I felt to my companions. I was truly happy with the way the experience had gone by this point and wouldn't have traded the night for the world. We went back inside and hung out for a while longer, but at that point the peak effects were starting to wear off for each of us. I was very tired from traveling and meeting new people and having a great time all day, and so I retired to the guest room to sleep with my friend not too much longer after that. In that time I had a moment to be alone and simply reflected on the experience and how helpful it had been for me. I felt spiritually refreshed in a way that I had come to equate strongly with mushrooms, in addition to having felt like this was the trip in which I had truly, finally fully reclaimed my ability to explore psychedelics without fear. Without a care in the world on my mind, I was able to fall into a deep, peaceful sleep after not much time.
This trip caused 4-HO-MiPT to become an immediate favorite of mine, and subsequent experiences have only strengthened my feelings about it. I have to say that after everything I had heard about it I was surprised by how little importance the visuals held for me during the trip, but I feel that this might not be the case for me in even higher doses. However, I really don't find these doses to be lacking in any way either. Actually, after having officially decided to retire from my use of MDMA, I am thrilled to have a tryptamine experience which gives me the same sort of headspace that I wanted out of MDMA but with a gentle psychedelic glow similar to mushrooms. It is truly a special substance which I look forward to becoming much better acquainted with in the future, and I will surely always look back on this experience with great nostalgia.
repeated smoked Cannabis
repeated inhaled Nitrous Oxide
3 hits smoked Banisteriopsis caapi
3 hits smoked DMT
This experience was very special to me, but I haven't ever actually made a record of it yet. This seemed like as good a time and place as any to finally get things all written down. Before this occasion I had tried a research chemical tryptamine once before, 4-AcO-DMT, but at the time I had a high tolerance to serotonergic drugs and I had mixed it with a high dose of a phenethylamine which actually fought the trip and reduced much of the psychological depth for the entirety of the experience. For this reason, this trip on 4-HO-MiPT was the first time I ever felt like I got a real taste of the synthetic tryptamine world.
It was almost seven months ago now and I was on a vacation to visit someone with whom I have formed a very intimate emotional connection. I had actually just within the half a year leading up to this point started being able to trip with confidence again after a couple years of sobriety largely because of this person. Because of this, I was understandably very excited to trip with her, on top of just being thrilled to see her in person anyway. It was on the second afternoon of my visit that I was introduced to friends and friends of friends, those who would be my companions for the experience. There was a positive vibe with easy conversation and a healthy mix of psytrance and live guitar, really a perfect environment for a trip. After eating a delicious and not too heavy dinner, we each swallowed our doses of 4-HO-MiPT, with 30 mg for myself.
As I had been prepped for, the effects started kicking in very quickly. Within fifteen minutes I had started sweating and feeling a bit nauseous, and I could feel some sort of body sensation rising within me. I found it to be somewhat paradoxically stimulating and sedating in the sense that it seemed to give me an energy to work with, but I felt a little too overwhelmed to actually make much of it, and felt little drive to do so. The feeling actually extended to vocalizations as well, as I felt my ability to communicate somewhat diminished at this point in the experience, and so I simply didn't try. I did however feel that if there was something I really needed to say I have would have been able to do so without issue. Rather, I enjoyed just listening to the others talk about their feelings and thoughts while entertaining myself in various ways such as dancing and drawing.
The visuals had started to creep up gradually as a gentle waving in the form of electric blues, greens, and purples. Within about forty-five minutes to an hour after dosing they had started to really get into full swing, and it was about this time that my earlier physical symptoms and quietness cleared up as well. I felt good, I was in a happy place and just really comfortable. I felt that the 4-HO-MiPT actually had a very powerful empathogen component, which after subsequent experiences has prompted me to refer to it as my tryptamine MDMA. I think of it this way especially because in addition to my happy, mellow body energy and increased social connectivity, I also have a very clear headspace on 4-HO-MiPT and a very low focus on visual effects. Even after I felt myself peaking, the visuals had never progressed beyond some steady, colored pulsing of surfaces and very, very light patterning. Visuals are normally one of my favorite parts of the psychedelic experience, but I was feeling so good at the time that I really wasn't bothered by it.
For the experience up to this point there was some cannabis occasionally going around, and this was enhancing all of the aspects of the trip nicely. Cannabis is a social lubricant for me anyway, at least with the right kinds of people, and so this was synergizing with the empathogenic effects of the tryptamine. I was learning about my new friends' histories and experiences and detailing some of my own as well. Together we were using our time to just try to enjoy this wonderful state of mind as much as possible. Some nitrous oxide had been prepared as well, and it had already been offered to me, but I had rejected it up to this point because I wanted to see what the 4-HO-MiPT was like on its own first. I had never actually tried nitrous oxide up to this point, so I didn't want to overload myself too much just yet. However, I finally gave it a go. It wasn't too significant compared to nearly every nitrous experience I have had since then because I was holding back a bit and so I won't get into it much, but will say that it gave me a very euphoric body and mind buzz and I got a lot of fun laughs out of it.
After some more of enjoying ourselves and reality, the friend who I had originally come to visit decided to bring us out each our own doses of DMT embedded into bowls of caapi. I do not recall what order that I went in now, but I do remember her holding the bong up to my mouth. It had been a few months at that point since my previous experience with DMT, and between that point and this trip I had taken nothing but LSD. I had not ever experienced a full breakthrough into another world with DMT at this time and still have not, but I had experienced plenty of powerful hallucinations on it nonetheless. I was a little bit nervous about where my experience was going to take me at that point, but seeing my friend's face gave me the extra motivation to start inhaling. I remember taking three hits, and then leaning back on the couch while closing my eyes, a rapidly expanding wall of sensory data approaching me as I did.
Behind my eyelids, I was faced with an enormous number of concepts from my daily life being quickly thrown at me. I could still feel myself sitting on the couch with my facial expressions changing from one thing to another as I reacted to the situations that were flying by before me. Within the constantly transforming visual display were images of places and people I know with somewhat of a focus on my parents, which is something I've come to associate with hallucinogens in the past during times of difficult emotions. I was admittedly feeling a little overwhelmed, but thinking about being there with my friend and my recent experiences with LSD and salvia calmed me down into remembering that I just need to go with it. Upon having this realization, I felt something of an emotional release as my visuals began expanding outward to represent my loss of tension. However, at this point in the trip I wasn't expecting it to get much stronger than it already was, and sure enough the intensity started to die back down to where it had been before shortly afterward.
Upon opening my eyes I was still visually tripping a good deal harder than I had been on the 4-HO-MiPT alone, and I ended up laughing and rolling around the couch for a few minutes. Not long after that I was offered another balloon of nitrous oxide, which I eagerly accepted. As I was inhaling it, I looked over at the face of my friend on the couch next to me. Her face had become colored in a dim but light neon blue and was starting to be shaped in a way that reminded me of the Sphinx, but still with a nose. Beyond her face, which I was seeing perfectly from one side only, extended a psychedelic desert with enormous pyramids visible. There were dominant colors of golds and blues with greens and purples flowing through the sky and around the edges of objects. In addition to the stereotypical Egyptian-styled imagery, there were also humans with abstract skin colors and sort of a futuristic technological aura to them appearing throughout the scene, and some related objects as well. I had this clear feeling which I can only attach to the old ideas of aliens having built the pyramids, which I found quite amusing. I believe that there was still a little bit of the DMT's visual influence in me for this as well, as after this point the visuals became fairly inconsequential again.
Aside from us just continuing to enjoy ourselves, I would say that the last noteworthy thing from the night was when we a group of us went outside to walk through the grass and stare at the sky. The outside world was beautiful on psychedelics as it always is, and it really helped strengthen even more the connection that I felt to my companions. I was truly happy with the way the experience had gone by this point and wouldn't have traded the night for the world. We went back inside and hung out for a while longer, but at that point the peak effects were starting to wear off for each of us. I was very tired from traveling and meeting new people and having a great time all day, and so I retired to the guest room to sleep with my friend not too much longer after that. In that time I had a moment to be alone and simply reflected on the experience and how helpful it had been for me. I felt spiritually refreshed in a way that I had come to equate strongly with mushrooms, in addition to having felt like this was the trip in which I had truly, finally fully reclaimed my ability to explore psychedelics without fear. Without a care in the world on my mind, I was able to fall into a deep, peaceful sleep after not much time.
This trip caused 4-HO-MiPT to become an immediate favorite of mine, and subsequent experiences have only strengthened my feelings about it. I have to say that after everything I had heard about it I was surprised by how little importance the visuals held for me during the trip, but I feel that this might not be the case for me in even higher doses. However, I really don't find these doses to be lacking in any way either. Actually, after having officially decided to retire from my use of MDMA, I am thrilled to have a tryptamine experience which gives me the same sort of headspace that I wanted out of MDMA but with a gentle psychedelic glow similar to mushrooms. It is truly a special substance which I look forward to becoming much better acquainted with in the future, and I will surely always look back on this experience with great nostalgia.
