0:00 160mg harmine + 60mg THH, oral, encapsulated (relatively lower harmala dose than I've been taking)
4:00 40mg dmt fumarate, encapsulated - felt "onset" feeling about an hour later, more body buzz than anything
5:00 started watching "lost in translation"
6:00 15mg dmt fumarate, sublingual - 30 minutes later feeling it, visuals start, wanted more..
6:40 21mg dmt fumarate, sublingual - early morning twilight at this point so did not want to take more harmala
started
7:00 diving in with beautiful visuals, but could tell it was plateauing, wishing i took more. vaped another 8-10mg of dmt soonafter
Times are approximation. I did not mean to wait 4 hours for the dmt - fell asleep for few hours soon after the harmalas but woke up at that 4 hour mark noticeably buzzing.
This was a weak journey relative to breakthroughs and entities etc, but it was the longest duration pharma I've had yet, and markedly beautiful with deep, bright colors but less laser edge lines than the more familiar vaporhuasca experience. I have apprehension to take too much (rooted in my original dmt flash WOW moment, scared to be ripped apart) but my recent experiences keep leaving me wishing I took more.
No entities to speak of - but this experience is worth reporting for the euphoric nature. Oral DMT kicking in timed with the quiet early minutes of daylight with the first birds making their noises outside the open window and having the youtube meditation music soft in background likely played a role. A long train came through town as I was holding in the vaped DMT and the high pitched frequencies from the steel wheels on the steel tracks was intense and almost took things for a negative turn, but by that point I already had established a peaceful vibe and was able to almost tune out the train which I was amazed at, and there was a bit of melting/sinking into the bed in bliss, dense with beautiful colors and sense of desire - highly sexual yet in a way that felt pure and communicative with a heightened confidence that I could touch other people's hearts by various modes of playfulness.
As beautiful as this was, afterglow is currently there but not as strong/bright as more intense vaporhuasca journeys I've had. But personal growth transpired with increase in comfort in my own skin, and I feel like some more sessions will add on top of this. Ego-death is a common tag associated with stronger psychedelic experiences, but something I feel like I've been experiencing in my recent DMT experiences is more of a ego-genesis. As a child there was admiration in parents and pieces of others elders; a desire to be like them, but also a sense of confusion of who I am or who it's ok to be. These recent dmt journeys have been revealing that my sense of admiration and affinity is actually to a higher self, a soul or spirit that has always been out there that I can claim my own almost by the very act of seeking it. I just wish I could convey the profound nature of this realization. There will always be the internal debating of where do I want to be tomorrow, who do I want to be and how do I get there etc, but it's like I found a spirit that I trust wholeheartedly and allowed myself to latch onto it, and somehow it makes so many things in life less apt to bother me, which in turn makes navigating through life a lot more enjoyable.
I feel the need to spell out that I still have the foundational conviction that everyone and everything is interconnected in an infinite sea of one, but I choose to embrace this spirit of me that I have latched onto.
End ramblings ~ Love you all
4:00 40mg dmt fumarate, encapsulated - felt "onset" feeling about an hour later, more body buzz than anything
5:00 started watching "lost in translation"
6:00 15mg dmt fumarate, sublingual - 30 minutes later feeling it, visuals start, wanted more..
6:40 21mg dmt fumarate, sublingual - early morning twilight at this point so did not want to take more harmala
started
Times are approximation. I did not mean to wait 4 hours for the dmt - fell asleep for few hours soon after the harmalas but woke up at that 4 hour mark noticeably buzzing.
This was a weak journey relative to breakthroughs and entities etc, but it was the longest duration pharma I've had yet, and markedly beautiful with deep, bright colors but less laser edge lines than the more familiar vaporhuasca experience. I have apprehension to take too much (rooted in my original dmt flash WOW moment, scared to be ripped apart) but my recent experiences keep leaving me wishing I took more.
No entities to speak of - but this experience is worth reporting for the euphoric nature. Oral DMT kicking in timed with the quiet early minutes of daylight with the first birds making their noises outside the open window and having the youtube meditation music soft in background likely played a role. A long train came through town as I was holding in the vaped DMT and the high pitched frequencies from the steel wheels on the steel tracks was intense and almost took things for a negative turn, but by that point I already had established a peaceful vibe and was able to almost tune out the train which I was amazed at, and there was a bit of melting/sinking into the bed in bliss, dense with beautiful colors and sense of desire - highly sexual yet in a way that felt pure and communicative with a heightened confidence that I could touch other people's hearts by various modes of playfulness.
As beautiful as this was, afterglow is currently there but not as strong/bright as more intense vaporhuasca journeys I've had. But personal growth transpired with increase in comfort in my own skin, and I feel like some more sessions will add on top of this. Ego-death is a common tag associated with stronger psychedelic experiences, but something I feel like I've been experiencing in my recent DMT experiences is more of a ego-genesis. As a child there was admiration in parents and pieces of others elders; a desire to be like them, but also a sense of confusion of who I am or who it's ok to be. These recent dmt journeys have been revealing that my sense of admiration and affinity is actually to a higher self, a soul or spirit that has always been out there that I can claim my own almost by the very act of seeking it. I just wish I could convey the profound nature of this realization. There will always be the internal debating of where do I want to be tomorrow, who do I want to be and how do I get there etc, but it's like I found a spirit that I trust wholeheartedly and allowed myself to latch onto it, and somehow it makes so many things in life less apt to bother me, which in turn makes navigating through life a lot more enjoyable.
I feel the need to spell out that I still have the foundational conviction that everyone and everything is interconnected in an infinite sea of one, but I choose to embrace this spirit of me that I have latched onto.
End ramblings ~ Love you all
