BIOASSAY:

[spoiler]PRE-CONDITIONS

(mind)Set: Calm

(physical condition) Set: Healthy

Setting (location): In my own bed.

time of day: 2300-2400, 0000-0100, a dark room

recent drug use: None

last meal: Rice with mixed vegetables and lentils.

PARTICIPANT

Gender: M

body weight: 68

known sensitivities: None.

history of use: Experienced

BIOASSAY

Substance(s): DMT crystals

Dose(s): 50mg, 50mg

Method of administration: Sandwich method in a bong, calea leaf was used.

EFFECTS

Administration time: T=0:30

Duration: 1/2 hour, 1/2 hour

First effects: My physical body was letting go of my spirit.

Peak: T=0:15-0:25, T=0:15-0:25

Come down: T=0:30, T=0:30

Baseline: T=0:30, T=0:30

Intensity (overall): 4, 3

Evaluation / notes:

OPTIONAL

Pleasantness: 4, 4

Implesantness: 0, 0

Visual Intensity: 4, 3

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AFTER-EFFECTS

Hangover: 0, 0

Afterglow: 4, 4

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The Shapeshifter

So, this was my first time smoking DMT in my own bed at night. I had my music prepared, and I turned my phone light on so I could see. As soon as I put the bong down, I had already transformed. I didn't even put my music on or turn the light off. I was traversing through hyperspace in silence. I can't really remember much of what happened, except I transformed into a reptilian Hindu demon.

I looked exactly like this, but with green scaly skin.

I knew what I was. I was a shapeshifter. I could turn into anything. But I only did this once, I turned into a panther. This was shortlived however, and I once again took the form of the demon. My tongue was going absolutely wild. I could feel my tongue on my chin, which is way past my normal limit.

Then, without me knowing, I changed form again. I became a psychedelic green-skinned guru who looked like Rabindranath Tagore. My tongue was insanely long, like a serpent.

At some point, I thought to myself "Why isn't the music playing?". "Oh, I didn't even put my headphones on. And I didn't turn the light off. Silly me." But by the time I put my headphones on, I was already coming down. When I came back to earth, my beard was drenched in saliva.

The Malevolent Spirit

The next night, I did exactly the same thing, except I had my headphones on while I smoked. I was listening to this (which was what I would've listened to the night before).

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I skipped the first song, since it's a way too Jimi Hendrix-esque psychedelic song for a DMT trip.

This trip was rather bizarre. I don't remember any visuals. I remember looking at the silhouette of my hands and thinking "Dayum, human hands have way too many fingers". So I clenched my fist, and opened them. I had 7 fingers. I did it again, and then had 4 fingers. Every time I did it, I would always have a different number of fingers. It was really strange.

After I was done looking at my hands, I felt a spirit escaping from my mouth. It was black and evil. Once it escaped my body, it enveloped me, cloaking me in it's abyssal darkness. I became the malevolent spirit.

I looked exactly like this.

Hyperspace was dark and empty. I was traversing this infinite plain, searching for the light. I remember observing indistinct entities and avoiding them. I was merely an observer. I didn't feel evil, but I sure looked like I was. The entities knew I was there, and they too avoided me. I didn't know why. Maybe they thought I looked evil as well.

That was basically the whole trip. Just a malevolent spirit floating through the abyss.