JasperRain
Rising Star
I am very pleased to report that I've finally had a DMT trip.
This was my 6th go at spice and I had already told myself that if it didn't work this time, I was going to give the rest away to my friends. This extra pressure may have actually helped me in the end. So, I took around 40 mg of spice and mixed it 1:1 with weed. This was the first time I'd done so, but I had heard good things happening from the combination. After the 1st real hit the phone rang, it was my grandparents telling me they were going to be late--perfect. I then take 3 more solid hits, knowing that this time was to be special. I looked down at my hands and they seemed reptilian, everything in my view was suddenly more vibrant. I BECAME music. Not just saw music, but I WAS music. With my eyes open I could see the room contracting and expanding in synch with my lungs, as well as bright red and yellow fractal images unfolding themselves from thin air. The whole time I was rocking back in forth in rhythm to the music. When I closed my eyes I saw extremely vibrant visualizations of never ending block patterns. At one point I saw a small person climbing up my window. This person was probably 4 ft tall, and literary just crawled up the outside of my window as if he were on flat ground. All in all the experience lasted roughly 10 minutes, but the weed caused the coming down stage to last for hours. About 30 minutes after the initial experience was over I went outside to make a phone call, the rug underneath me became lego pieces, it was spectacular.
I was really beginning to think that I was unable to trip...but now I know.
Ok, well I plan on experimenting further. The journey is the destination.
This was my 6th go at spice and I had already told myself that if it didn't work this time, I was going to give the rest away to my friends. This extra pressure may have actually helped me in the end. So, I took around 40 mg of spice and mixed it 1:1 with weed. This was the first time I'd done so, but I had heard good things happening from the combination. After the 1st real hit the phone rang, it was my grandparents telling me they were going to be late--perfect. I then take 3 more solid hits, knowing that this time was to be special. I looked down at my hands and they seemed reptilian, everything in my view was suddenly more vibrant. I BECAME music. Not just saw music, but I WAS music. With my eyes open I could see the room contracting and expanding in synch with my lungs, as well as bright red and yellow fractal images unfolding themselves from thin air. The whole time I was rocking back in forth in rhythm to the music. When I closed my eyes I saw extremely vibrant visualizations of never ending block patterns. At one point I saw a small person climbing up my window. This person was probably 4 ft tall, and literary just crawled up the outside of my window as if he were on flat ground. All in all the experience lasted roughly 10 minutes, but the weed caused the coming down stage to last for hours. About 30 minutes after the initial experience was over I went outside to make a phone call, the rug underneath me became lego pieces, it was spectacular.
I was really beginning to think that I was unable to trip...but now I know.
Ok, well I plan on experimenting further. The journey is the destination.