Very recently, I travelled across borders to a place where it was entirely possible to experience 5 Meo NN DMT in the form of vaporised Bufo Alvarius venom, and seeking this experience was the primary reason for making this 'pilgrimage". Other seekers from various nations had assembled there, some with more experience than others, but all with that questioning nature and willingness to explore the perimeters of their inner space. The bufo venom was one of five modalities which were available to achieve this, and in some ways, a merry blithe attitude to the merits and implications of each of these methods stemming from what we members of DMT-Nexus may regard as a superficial interest allowed some of the neophytes to approach the experiences with an ostensible degree of stoic confidence which certainly caused me, when observing them, to get a dry mouth and a fluttering of the heart.
The facilitators were relaxed, unhurried and clearly well-versed in both provision of the experiences and as venturers in these realms. They had a ritualised approach to the bufo which involved an initial investigation into ones intention for working with the medicine and ones prevailing mind-set, a few deep breathing exercises and then the administration proceeded if the venturer accepted the offer. The recipient was stood up, one facilitator stood before them with the pipe in hand and vaporised the load with the pipe stem at the recipients mouth whilst behind them stood another facilitator who would support them by grasping them from under the arms and one hand was placed on the shoulder and the other over the mouth if required. As the effect took hold the pipe-bearing facilitator would set the pipe down, crouch and gently grasp the ankles whilst the other facilitator would support the disembodied body and between them they would gracefully lay the traveller down upon the ground. Some ritualised chanting took place along with the fanning of incense fumes and the use of Tibetan bowls and maracas about the vessel which was the travellers body.
I observed several participants undergo the same process, and it crossed my mind that this ritualistic approach was foreign to my way of using vaporised tryptamines, and , along with the chirping of the birds at this outside location, I wondered if these would have a distracting effect upon my experience. Having also heard and read about 5 Meo DMT being more powerful than DMT, the process of witnessing others having the experience afforded the whole occasion a clear sense of immediacy and on some level I too wished for a laissez faire attitude which comes from an absence of vaporised tryptamine experience.
And so, the moment arrived when I was stood up, asked if I was ready to accept the medicine, and with a simple nod and the partial stillness of mind from the breathing exercises, the flame was applied to the glass crack-style pipe. From a point of maximal exhalation, I slowly drew upon the pipe, the smoke being very mildly harsh and no barrier to a substantial controlled inhalation. The wisdom of the upright posture is clear to me; sitting or lying down makes it more likely that the postural restriction to the fullest inhalation may be subconsciously grasped to stave off the potential annihilation that confronts the ego, a sabotage device it will readily grasp.
Within a matter of seconds, the onset was felt with an insistence and rapidity which exceeds that provided by DMT (alone); the visual effects resembled the very initial stages of the DMT onslaught where the red mist behind the eyes begins to organise but instead of becoming progressively more elaborate the experiential field opened up into a sunset-like vista with lines of light as seen through the diffusing function of a prism, and less dense visuals which resembled the outlines of a simple rotating fractal pattern. Compared to DMT breakthrough visuals these were less elaborate but were still not insignificant.
The visuals required some element of presence of mind to interpret but this had been erased fully, producing an utterly transcendent state of full dissolution resulting in a non-dual state which on reflection seems fully akin to the state sought and lauded by the mystics and sages throughout time immemorial. I believe Shulgins 4+ rating encapsulated this comprehensively, and my previous experiences which I labelled thus would probably fit better into a putative "3.5+" category.
I emerged from this state rapidly some 15 or so minutes later, sat up and was overcome with a euphoric feeling of immense gratitude and imbued with an indisputable understanding of how the construction of ones ego, whilst a required navigation-system for consensus reality, operates by creating an illusion of separation between its holder and what he/she beholds. It puts meat onto the bone of the notion that "I am you, and you are me" in a way that convinces.
Now, some 9 days later, I still feel that it has left an enduring imprint upon me and I recognise the privilege of having undergone this experience which I consider to be the pinnacle of the psychedelic experience. Unlike many previous psychedelic experiences which leave one with more questions, this has actually rendered many such musings null and void. I cannot imagine how the trip could have been better or how the message could have been more complete and this leaves me with no desire or need to repeat the experience. I "hang up the phone" with no regrets.
I think other agents may be able to deliver the 4+ experience on occasion but I am convinced that 5 Meo will deliver this much more consistently if ones ego can accept its destruction and return its holder to the eternal source where such sublimity lies.
The facilitators were relaxed, unhurried and clearly well-versed in both provision of the experiences and as venturers in these realms. They had a ritualised approach to the bufo which involved an initial investigation into ones intention for working with the medicine and ones prevailing mind-set, a few deep breathing exercises and then the administration proceeded if the venturer accepted the offer. The recipient was stood up, one facilitator stood before them with the pipe in hand and vaporised the load with the pipe stem at the recipients mouth whilst behind them stood another facilitator who would support them by grasping them from under the arms and one hand was placed on the shoulder and the other over the mouth if required. As the effect took hold the pipe-bearing facilitator would set the pipe down, crouch and gently grasp the ankles whilst the other facilitator would support the disembodied body and between them they would gracefully lay the traveller down upon the ground. Some ritualised chanting took place along with the fanning of incense fumes and the use of Tibetan bowls and maracas about the vessel which was the travellers body.
I observed several participants undergo the same process, and it crossed my mind that this ritualistic approach was foreign to my way of using vaporised tryptamines, and , along with the chirping of the birds at this outside location, I wondered if these would have a distracting effect upon my experience. Having also heard and read about 5 Meo DMT being more powerful than DMT, the process of witnessing others having the experience afforded the whole occasion a clear sense of immediacy and on some level I too wished for a laissez faire attitude which comes from an absence of vaporised tryptamine experience.
And so, the moment arrived when I was stood up, asked if I was ready to accept the medicine, and with a simple nod and the partial stillness of mind from the breathing exercises, the flame was applied to the glass crack-style pipe. From a point of maximal exhalation, I slowly drew upon the pipe, the smoke being very mildly harsh and no barrier to a substantial controlled inhalation. The wisdom of the upright posture is clear to me; sitting or lying down makes it more likely that the postural restriction to the fullest inhalation may be subconsciously grasped to stave off the potential annihilation that confronts the ego, a sabotage device it will readily grasp.
Within a matter of seconds, the onset was felt with an insistence and rapidity which exceeds that provided by DMT (alone); the visual effects resembled the very initial stages of the DMT onslaught where the red mist behind the eyes begins to organise but instead of becoming progressively more elaborate the experiential field opened up into a sunset-like vista with lines of light as seen through the diffusing function of a prism, and less dense visuals which resembled the outlines of a simple rotating fractal pattern. Compared to DMT breakthrough visuals these were less elaborate but were still not insignificant.
The visuals required some element of presence of mind to interpret but this had been erased fully, producing an utterly transcendent state of full dissolution resulting in a non-dual state which on reflection seems fully akin to the state sought and lauded by the mystics and sages throughout time immemorial. I believe Shulgins 4+ rating encapsulated this comprehensively, and my previous experiences which I labelled thus would probably fit better into a putative "3.5+" category.
I emerged from this state rapidly some 15 or so minutes later, sat up and was overcome with a euphoric feeling of immense gratitude and imbued with an indisputable understanding of how the construction of ones ego, whilst a required navigation-system for consensus reality, operates by creating an illusion of separation between its holder and what he/she beholds. It puts meat onto the bone of the notion that "I am you, and you are me" in a way that convinces.
Now, some 9 days later, I still feel that it has left an enduring imprint upon me and I recognise the privilege of having undergone this experience which I consider to be the pinnacle of the psychedelic experience. Unlike many previous psychedelic experiences which leave one with more questions, this has actually rendered many such musings null and void. I cannot imagine how the trip could have been better or how the message could have been more complete and this leaves me with no desire or need to repeat the experience. I "hang up the phone" with no regrets.
I think other agents may be able to deliver the 4+ experience on occasion but I am convinced that 5 Meo will deliver this much more consistently if ones ego can accept its destruction and return its holder to the eternal source where such sublimity lies.