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Well, here's the trip report. I had difficulty writing it because there were a few things I couldn't describe. The main ideas/gist of why I thought this was strange are included, however. Enjoy!

Dimethyltr…what?

Background:
I started using psychedelics a little over two years ago. I’m fairly well versed with the psychedelics I have done: LSD, DMT, DPT, 2C-i, 2C-e, 4-aco-DMT/Mushrooms. I understand that every trip can be much different, even with the same drug. However, every trip I’ve had (with these different drugs, separately) seems to have a certain character to it- a familiar feeling , a similar thought pattern, memories of past trips, etc. Most of my trips, including this one, have taken place in the same setting. Mindset is generally the similar. I don’t have too many emotional problems. Out of the dozens of times that I’ve tripped, I’ve never had a dark/bad one. I become irritated with physical discomfort at times, but it’s generally a nonissue.

The trip:
I loaded roughly 60mg of pretty pure (white crystals) DMT into my newly purchased happy valentine glass (i.e. freebase) pipe from eBay (lol). I have had experience with larger amounts before- from the same batch, too. I smoked nearly all of it in several hits. I handed the pipe to my fiancé, laid down, and prepared myself for hyperspace. The familiar ego dissolution began almost immediately. Everything felt similar as my previous trips.

But wait! This isn’t the DMT trip that I know and love. Breakthrough had occurred, and I was plopped down into a seat in a classroom. The kaleidoscoping patterns completely disappeared. There were students in the classroom. There was this feeling that I knew them, but I didn’t know who “I” was. The place felt familiar as well. It was futuristic. However, things were different. The teacher poofed into existence. At that moment, my ego came rushing back. I recalled smoking DMT, but I was still immersed in this world. I tried opening my eyes, but it had no effect. I tried (physically) verbally communicating to the teacher, hoping that my fiancé would hear me. She reported after the trip that I didn’t make a noise, nor did I open my eyes. She said I was laying there the entire time with slow, deep breathing, not making a peep.

So, I figured that since I was in an alien classroom, I figured I’d ask a question. I’ve had a little trouble in my Physical Chemistry class recently, so I asked her to explain what I didn’t know. Equation after equation came off of the board and went straight into my brain. I saw them rearranging, morphing, etc. It was so vivid that if I knew I wasn’t on DMT, I’d have thought it was a lucid dream (I can generally have these when I want. After 3 or 4 years of practice, it’s usually easy for me to enter lucid dreams when I please.). This occurred for the remainder of the trip. On the comedown, I grabbed my P-chem homework. I completed 15 questions of it in about 45 minutes…a task which would have usually taken me four or five hours. A few hours before the trip, I looked at the problems. I had an idea of how to do roughly half of them. The other half, though, I had no idea how to even start. The rest of the students in the class spent at least three hours working through them. To my surprise, I had all of the problems correct when it was handed back.

I’m writing this trip off as being somewhat atypical. I’ve never remembered a DMT trip in this much detail at that sort of dose. In fact, I felt like I had remembered everything immediately after. It’s as if I was watching myself in the trip, but me the observer and me the participant were constantly communicating. I wonder if the DMT had made me pass out and enter a dream state? I’m not sure. I have some theories about why this trip was strange, but I’d like to hear what you think first.

Thanks for reading! :]

<blockquote data-quote="latentdelusion" data-source="post: 3403805" data-attributes="member: 7488">Well, here&#039;s the trip report.&nbsp; I had difficulty writing it because there were a few things I couldn&#039;t describe.&nbsp; The main ideas/gist of why I thought this was strange are included, however.&nbsp; Enjoy!Dimethyltr…what?Background: I started using psychedelics a little over two years ago.&nbsp; I’m fairly well versed with the psychedelics I have done:&nbsp; LSD, DMT, DPT, 2C-i, 2C-e, 4-aco-DMT/Mushrooms.&nbsp; I understand that every trip can be much different, even with the same drug.&nbsp; However, every trip I’ve had (with these different drugs, separately) seems to have a certain character to it- a familiar feeling , a similar thought pattern, memories of past trips, etc.&nbsp; Most of my trips, including this one, have taken place in the same setting.&nbsp; Mindset is generally the similar.&nbsp; I don’t have too many emotional problems.&nbsp; Out of the dozens of times that I’ve tripped, I’ve never had a dark/bad one.&nbsp; I become irritated with physical discomfort at times, but it’s generally a nonissue.The trip:I loaded roughly 60mg of pretty pure (white crystals) DMT into my newly purchased happy valentine glass (i.e. freebase) pipe from eBay (lol).&nbsp; I have had experience with larger amounts before- from the same batch, too.&nbsp; I smoked nearly all of it in several hits.&nbsp; I handed the pipe to my fiancé, laid down, and prepared myself for hyperspace.&nbsp; The familiar ego dissolution began almost immediately.&nbsp; Everything felt similar as my previous trips.&nbsp; But wait! This isn’t the DMT trip that I know and love.&nbsp; Breakthrough had occurred, and I was plopped down into a seat in a classroom.&nbsp; The kaleidoscoping patterns completely disappeared.&nbsp;&nbsp; There were students in the classroom.&nbsp; There was this feeling that I knew them, but I didn’t know who “I” was.&nbsp; The place felt familiar as well.&nbsp; It was futuristic.&nbsp; However, things were different.&nbsp; The teacher poofed into existence.&nbsp; At that moment, my ego came rushing back.&nbsp; I recalled smoking DMT, but I was still immersed in this world.&nbsp; I tried opening my eyes, but it had no effect.&nbsp; I tried (physically) verbally communicating to the teacher, hoping that my fiancé would hear me.&nbsp; She reported after the trip that I didn’t make a noise, nor did I open my eyes.&nbsp; She said I was laying there the entire time with slow, deep breathing, not making a peep.&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; So, I figured that since I was in an alien classroom, I figured I’d ask a question.&nbsp; I’ve had a little trouble in my Physical Chemistry class recently, so I asked her to explain what I didn’t know.&nbsp; Equation after equation came off of the board and went straight into my brain.&nbsp; I saw them rearranging, morphing, etc.&nbsp; It was so vivid that if I knew I wasn’t on DMT, I’d have thought it was a lucid dream (I can generally have these when I want.&nbsp; After 3 or 4 years of practice, it’s usually easy for me to enter lucid dreams when I please.).&nbsp; This occurred for the remainder of the trip.&nbsp; On the comedown, I grabbed my P-chem homework.&nbsp; I completed 15 questions of it in about 45 minutes…a task which would have usually taken me four or five hours.&nbsp; A few hours before the trip, I looked at the problems.&nbsp; I had an idea of how to do roughly half of them.&nbsp; The other half, though, I had no idea how to even start.&nbsp; The rest of the students in the class spent at least three hours working through them.&nbsp; To my surprise, I had all of the problems correct when it was handed back.&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; I’m writing this trip off as being somewhat atypical.&nbsp; I’ve never remembered a DMT trip in this much detail at that sort of dose.&nbsp; In fact, I felt like I had remembered everything immediately after.&nbsp; It’s as if I was watching myself in the trip, but me the observer and me the participant were constantly communicating.&nbsp; I wonder if the DMT had made me pass out and enter a dream state?&nbsp; I’m not sure.&nbsp; I have some theories about why this trip was strange, but I’d like to hear what you think first.Thanks for reading! :]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="latentdelusion, post: 3403805, member: 7488"] Well, here's the trip report. I had difficulty writing it because there were a few things I couldn't describe. The main ideas/gist of why I thought this was strange are included, however. Enjoy! [b]Dimethyltr…what?[/b] Background: I started using psychedelics a little over two years ago. I’m fairly well versed with the psychedelics I have done: LSD, DMT, DPT, 2C-i, 2C-e, 4-aco-DMT/Mushrooms. I understand that every trip can be much different, even with the same drug. However, every trip I’ve had (with these different drugs, separately) seems to have a certain character to it- a familiar feeling , a similar thought pattern, memories of past trips, etc. Most of my trips, including this one, have taken place in the same setting. Mindset is generally the similar. I don’t have too many emotional problems. Out of the dozens of times that I’ve tripped, I’ve never had a dark/bad one. I become irritated with physical discomfort at times, but it’s generally a nonissue. The trip: I loaded roughly 60mg of pretty pure (white crystals) DMT into my newly purchased happy valentine glass (i.e. freebase) pipe from eBay (lol). I have had experience with larger amounts before- from the same batch, too. I smoked nearly all of it in several hits. I handed the pipe to my fiancé, laid down, and prepared myself for hyperspace. The familiar ego dissolution began almost immediately. Everything felt similar as my previous trips. But wait! This isn’t the DMT trip that I know and love. Breakthrough had occurred, and I was plopped down into a seat in a classroom. The kaleidoscoping patterns completely disappeared. There were students in the classroom. There was this feeling that I knew them, but I didn’t know who “I” was. The place felt familiar as well. It was futuristic. However, things were different. The teacher poofed into existence. At that moment, my ego came rushing back. I recalled smoking DMT, but I was still immersed in this world. I tried opening my eyes, but it had no effect. I tried (physically) verbally communicating to the teacher, hoping that my fiancé would hear me. She reported after the trip that I didn’t make a noise, nor did I open my eyes. She said I was laying there the entire time with slow, deep breathing, not making a peep. So, I figured that since I was in an alien classroom, I figured I’d ask a question. I’ve had a little trouble in my Physical Chemistry class recently, so I asked her to explain what I didn’t know. Equation after equation came off of the board and went straight into my brain. I saw them rearranging, morphing, etc. It was so vivid that if I knew I wasn’t on DMT, I’d have thought it was a lucid dream (I can generally have these when I want. After 3 or 4 years of practice, it’s usually easy for me to enter lucid dreams when I please.). This occurred for the remainder of the trip. On the comedown, I grabbed my P-chem homework. I completed 15 questions of it in about 45 minutes…a task which would have usually taken me four or five hours. A few hours before the trip, I looked at the problems. I had an idea of how to do roughly half of them. The other half, though, I had no idea how to even start. The rest of the students in the class spent at least three hours working through them. To my surprise, I had all of the problems correct when it was handed back. I’m writing this trip off as being somewhat atypical. I’ve never remembered a DMT trip in this much detail at that sort of dose. In fact, I felt like I had remembered everything immediately after. It’s as if I was watching myself in the trip, but me the observer and me the participant were constantly communicating. I wonder if the DMT had made me pass out and enter a dream state? I’m not sure. I have some theories about why this trip was strange, but I’d like to hear what you think first. Thanks for reading! :] [/QUOTE]