It's been a long time since I wrote one of these, so I'll apologise if it sounds a bit disjointed.
I'll begin with a short history.
When I was about 14, I remember hearing for the first time about psychedelics. (class discussion of the 60's.can only go so far withought the mention of acid )
in a class full of 'lol trippy retards' reactions, I remember sitting silently at the back, knowing that as soon as I thought I was ready, Acid would be my life's dream to take. I read histories of the 60's, discovered Ginsberg, a bit of Huxley, and then Shulgin. A god, to my by then 16 year old mind. Literally a day after finishing PIHKAL, I knew that I was ready. (or felt that I was. I am willing to admit that perhaps I jumped the gun, and should have waited a few more years, but so far I haven't seen a reason why. Acid helped me grow into who I am now, a fact that anyone who knows me will attest to) fate shines on the well prepared, and so, a month after my mental declaration, I found myself on a grassy slope, strumming guitars and banging drums with a group of musicians that I knew by acquaintance, and had run accross this sunny afternoon. I Saw dilated pupils, far away looks, and heard exclamations that I thought sounded right, so I summed up the courage to ask.
Blotter squares came out. The evening dissolved. I was in.
I took acid a few more times with the same group, but then moved away to foreign lands, and had to look afresh.
A new country... A place where friends spent their summer in Goa, then returned with bottles of clear, unscented 'duty free perfume'... An unlimited, pure supply, undetectable and beautiful to look at. 100's of ml's, sitting on desks, in cupboards etc... And yet nobody in the circle partook more than a few times a year. These were their lifetime supplies, and I had 3 of the most enjoyable experiences in my life- 200 micrograms, 350, and a final one of 100- by this point I could bring the trip on mentally, and did not need as much.
It was here I first heard of DMT- a mythical thing that none had ever tried. (some countries have banned every source- no jurema, no p viridis, nothing)
and so I dreamt. And started reading this website. (about a year ago)
I was 19 now. Moved countries again. And behold!!! Materials!!
I made Ayahuasca (Mimosahuasca, actually- with Syrian rue)
over 12 hours I prepared it, followed a form of dieta for a week, and recited prayers to the mixture.
8 hours. 8 hours of the single most intense experience of my life. I was speechless for two days afterwards, as I knew no one who would understand what I felt, or had seen.
It took a few months, but I became friends with two brazilians who had also partaken. We could sit in silence, and yet still understand each other. We decided that the next level was afoot.
I'm planning on making pure DMT. We know the extraction(lazyman) and have sources of materials. And yet so many questions, and so I come here for advice. I love the way this community writes and thinks, and would be honoured to be a part of it.
I'll begin with a short history.
When I was about 14, I remember hearing for the first time about psychedelics. (class discussion of the 60's.can only go so far withought the mention of acid )
in a class full of 'lol trippy retards' reactions, I remember sitting silently at the back, knowing that as soon as I thought I was ready, Acid would be my life's dream to take. I read histories of the 60's, discovered Ginsberg, a bit of Huxley, and then Shulgin. A god, to my by then 16 year old mind. Literally a day after finishing PIHKAL, I knew that I was ready. (or felt that I was. I am willing to admit that perhaps I jumped the gun, and should have waited a few more years, but so far I haven't seen a reason why. Acid helped me grow into who I am now, a fact that anyone who knows me will attest to) fate shines on the well prepared, and so, a month after my mental declaration, I found myself on a grassy slope, strumming guitars and banging drums with a group of musicians that I knew by acquaintance, and had run accross this sunny afternoon. I Saw dilated pupils, far away looks, and heard exclamations that I thought sounded right, so I summed up the courage to ask.
Blotter squares came out. The evening dissolved. I was in.
I took acid a few more times with the same group, but then moved away to foreign lands, and had to look afresh.
A new country... A place where friends spent their summer in Goa, then returned with bottles of clear, unscented 'duty free perfume'... An unlimited, pure supply, undetectable and beautiful to look at. 100's of ml's, sitting on desks, in cupboards etc... And yet nobody in the circle partook more than a few times a year. These were their lifetime supplies, and I had 3 of the most enjoyable experiences in my life- 200 micrograms, 350, and a final one of 100- by this point I could bring the trip on mentally, and did not need as much.
It was here I first heard of DMT- a mythical thing that none had ever tried. (some countries have banned every source- no jurema, no p viridis, nothing)
and so I dreamt. And started reading this website. (about a year ago)
I was 19 now. Moved countries again. And behold!!! Materials!!
I made Ayahuasca (Mimosahuasca, actually- with Syrian rue)
over 12 hours I prepared it, followed a form of dieta for a week, and recited prayers to the mixture.
8 hours. 8 hours of the single most intense experience of my life. I was speechless for two days afterwards, as I knew no one who would understand what I felt, or had seen.
It took a few months, but I became friends with two brazilians who had also partaken. We could sit in silence, and yet still understand each other. We decided that the next level was afoot.
I'm planning on making pure DMT. We know the extraction(lazyman) and have sources of materials. And yet so many questions, and so I come here for advice. I love the way this community writes and thinks, and would be honoured to be a part of it.
