Hello, I am new to this forum and I would like to take a moment to formally introduce myself. I am SWIMfrey, nice to meet you. I would also like to take the time to apologize for a rather embarrassing first post regarding a problem a friend of mine had, I'm not going to go into the nature of the topic, but I would like to reassure everyone who was aware of that particular post (which has long since been deleted) that it was a simple case of careless preparation by my friend, and this is in no way a reflection of my actual knowledge of the subject. With that being said, I'll go on to share a few rather shattering experiences I've had with considerably large doses of Jungle Spice.
"This is the most significant moment of your entire existence as a human being." I heard a voice in the back of my head whispering as I weighed out 250 mgs Jungle Spice on my digital scale. It looked so intimidating, a quarter of a gram of unknown plant alkaloids and N,N-DMT going into a pipe and into my lungs wasn't something to be taken lightly. Now before I elaborate on the absolute absurdity of the last few sentences of that passage, I want to give you some background about my previous experiences with the dark mystery alkaloids. The first time I ever tried some, my friend had pulled a bit, and loaded 100 mgs into a freebase, which was to be shared by 4 people. I had a breakthrough experience with astral projection on approximately 25 milligrams. A month later, I procured 100 milligrams from a different batch, vaporized 25, and on impulse loaded up the other 75 and vaporized it as well. This is where my pursuit of the high dose trip began. After I set the pipe down I looked around the room and noticed a heavy pixelation effect, with colors bleeding together, paint melting off walls, Hendrix posters playing guitar, personal revelation as to the meaning of my very existence, and a fountain of tears of happiness. My next high dose Red experience was with 110 milligrams in a freebase, it was supposed to go around, but apparently I vaped the whole thing in one hit on accident because nobody got anything. This was completely unintentional, but in retrospect, I'm glad it happened because it was one of the most memorable trips I've ever had. After vaporizing I blew out my hit and everything began to vibrate intensely as the plaster molding on the walls detached itself and began morphing into patterns right in front of my eyes. Then what appeared to be some type of serpentine creature began crawling around under the plaster, showing only it's shape, and eventually morphing into a perfect circle, which in turn materialized a face, grew limbs and took the shape of an abstract clay person which grew more in detail every couple of seconds, I can go into greater detail about this trip if so desired, but I digress from my point. These previous experiences with j. spice sparked a particular interest in the actual amount of which I could tolerate, so I decided to load up 250 milligrams of freshly pulled red/white mix into my trusty space shuttle and see where it took me.
This is the end of chapter one, as my body requires sleep; I will go into further detail tomorrow, thank you for your interest.
Swimfrey
"This is the most significant moment of your entire existence as a human being." I heard a voice in the back of my head whispering as I weighed out 250 mgs Jungle Spice on my digital scale. It looked so intimidating, a quarter of a gram of unknown plant alkaloids and N,N-DMT going into a pipe and into my lungs wasn't something to be taken lightly. Now before I elaborate on the absolute absurdity of the last few sentences of that passage, I want to give you some background about my previous experiences with the dark mystery alkaloids. The first time I ever tried some, my friend had pulled a bit, and loaded 100 mgs into a freebase, which was to be shared by 4 people. I had a breakthrough experience with astral projection on approximately 25 milligrams. A month later, I procured 100 milligrams from a different batch, vaporized 25, and on impulse loaded up the other 75 and vaporized it as well. This is where my pursuit of the high dose trip began. After I set the pipe down I looked around the room and noticed a heavy pixelation effect, with colors bleeding together, paint melting off walls, Hendrix posters playing guitar, personal revelation as to the meaning of my very existence, and a fountain of tears of happiness. My next high dose Red experience was with 110 milligrams in a freebase, it was supposed to go around, but apparently I vaped the whole thing in one hit on accident because nobody got anything. This was completely unintentional, but in retrospect, I'm glad it happened because it was one of the most memorable trips I've ever had. After vaporizing I blew out my hit and everything began to vibrate intensely as the plaster molding on the walls detached itself and began morphing into patterns right in front of my eyes. Then what appeared to be some type of serpentine creature began crawling around under the plaster, showing only it's shape, and eventually morphing into a perfect circle, which in turn materialized a face, grew limbs and took the shape of an abstract clay person which grew more in detail every couple of seconds, I can go into greater detail about this trip if so desired, but I digress from my point. These previous experiences with j. spice sparked a particular interest in the actual amount of which I could tolerate, so I decided to load up 250 milligrams of freshly pulled red/white mix into my trusty space shuttle and see where it took me.
This is the end of chapter one, as my body requires sleep; I will go into further detail tomorrow, thank you for your interest.
Swimfrey
. Now I admit that I'm still very new to DMT trips but the idea of even taking 5 real hits even if I tried really hard seems close to impossible to me at this point let alone 20 real hits.