Aiko_Onday
Rising Star
Hello all!
I'd like to share an experience I had recently, with a good friend of mine. I have been working with dmt for quite a while, and I would consider myself "experienced". With that being said, there are certain rituals that I have, music types that I listen to, etc, when it comes to that working with spice. I feel like a lot of those ideas and rituals are being challenged lately, in a very pleasant way. In my last few journeys I have begun to see dmt and that space in an entirely new way. That attitude, of course, is spilling over into my waking life, and it has got me feeling really good.
Anywho. Before I start in on the actual experience, I'll give you a little background on a good friend of mine. Specifically, in regard to his use of psychedelics. He doesn't. He is (was) one of those odd ducks that you encounters sometime, who are just unable to blast off. He came over for a night of grilling and sitting around the fire. I asked in passing if he wanted to try dmt again, as his last attempt was a complete flop. He said that he would like to try again, if I didn't mind.
Cut to a few hours later. I ask my friend if he had any music in mind to blast off to. I have a fairly decent sound system in my living room, I would put whatever he wanted on there and it generally makes for a nice full auditory experience, with or without psychedelics. He requested a tune by Black Widow, an old psychedelic/satanic metal band.. Ok, I thought. Wouldnt be my first choice, but we will roll with it. I put the music on and my friend proceed to take long pulls off the dedicated dmt bong, hold said pull in, repeat. He takes probably close to six big hits before he clumsily hands the bong over to me, and sits back on the couch. Success!
I hadn't paid much attention to the music up to this point, as I was concerned with walking my bud through the process of lift off. When I finally sat the piece down in a safe place and relaxed on the couch next to him, I realized that the music he had requested, while not quite in the vein of what I would normally listen to, was quite good.
At that point, I decided that I was also going to blast off. My friend seemed like he was enjoying himself, so I wasn't really concerned with him needing a sitter for consolation. In fact, If I hurried up, we'd probably come out of our trios at about the same time.
I quickly topped off the bowl with some enhanced leaf (I typically just refer to it as changa) and took a nice long rip. Boom. One hit quit. I was off.
I cant recall with very much clarity the specifics of what happened in that space, but I do know that the music and the experience were working in perfect tandem. At some point, the tune he had picked came to an end, and we went on down the YouTube rabbit hole (as I like to call it). I heard the sound of fast double bass work and distorted guitar, laying the foundation for the most epic flute melody I have ever laid ear on. YT has switched to some form of pagan speed metal. I remember being drenched in feelings of epic adventure. I felt like I was on a mighty quest, slaying evil monsters and spreading love and light throughout all the land! I could hear every piece of the composition in intense detail and clarity, and I saw how every pick of the string or hit of the drums worked with every other part of the piece. I have taken many trips with music, and a few without. This intense definition inside of the music is something that happens fairly regularly, and a big part of why I prefer to blast off with music. However, up until that point, I had always been the type to pick either slow pretty tunes, or intensely psychedelic tunes. This was a whole new thing for me. I think a lot of the awe that I felt was because I didn't know what to expect in the music. I had not only never heard this song, I had never even listened to this genre of metal. I eventually came out of my trip with a grin that must have met the corner of my eyes on both sides. This was easily one of my most fun dmt experiences, and my most memorable.
I walked away from this experience with a few important, if not fairly common, lessons. One, you have to let go if you want to really live. Quit trying to control everything around you and be wholly in the moment every once in a while. I had spent so much time finding the "perfect" songs for dmt, and creating the "perfect" environment, that I lost a big something. The world is so big and so interesting, quit confining yourself to those safe places and take a risk.
The next thing that big lesson that I walked away with is one that, once again, I've had to relearn a hundred times. Don't put psychedelics in a box. Don't try to completely understand or explain them, because you will almost always be wrong.
With that, I would like to strongly encourage everyone to take a suggestion from a friend the next time they are wondering what music they would like to blast off with.. you never know what might come of it.
I'd like to share an experience I had recently, with a good friend of mine. I have been working with dmt for quite a while, and I would consider myself "experienced". With that being said, there are certain rituals that I have, music types that I listen to, etc, when it comes to that working with spice. I feel like a lot of those ideas and rituals are being challenged lately, in a very pleasant way. In my last few journeys I have begun to see dmt and that space in an entirely new way. That attitude, of course, is spilling over into my waking life, and it has got me feeling really good.
Anywho. Before I start in on the actual experience, I'll give you a little background on a good friend of mine. Specifically, in regard to his use of psychedelics. He doesn't. He is (was) one of those odd ducks that you encounters sometime, who are just unable to blast off. He came over for a night of grilling and sitting around the fire. I asked in passing if he wanted to try dmt again, as his last attempt was a complete flop. He said that he would like to try again, if I didn't mind.
Cut to a few hours later. I ask my friend if he had any music in mind to blast off to. I have a fairly decent sound system in my living room, I would put whatever he wanted on there and it generally makes for a nice full auditory experience, with or without psychedelics. He requested a tune by Black Widow, an old psychedelic/satanic metal band.. Ok, I thought. Wouldnt be my first choice, but we will roll with it. I put the music on and my friend proceed to take long pulls off the dedicated dmt bong, hold said pull in, repeat. He takes probably close to six big hits before he clumsily hands the bong over to me, and sits back on the couch. Success!
I hadn't paid much attention to the music up to this point, as I was concerned with walking my bud through the process of lift off. When I finally sat the piece down in a safe place and relaxed on the couch next to him, I realized that the music he had requested, while not quite in the vein of what I would normally listen to, was quite good.
At that point, I decided that I was also going to blast off. My friend seemed like he was enjoying himself, so I wasn't really concerned with him needing a sitter for consolation. In fact, If I hurried up, we'd probably come out of our trios at about the same time.
I quickly topped off the bowl with some enhanced leaf (I typically just refer to it as changa) and took a nice long rip. Boom. One hit quit. I was off.
I cant recall with very much clarity the specifics of what happened in that space, but I do know that the music and the experience were working in perfect tandem. At some point, the tune he had picked came to an end, and we went on down the YouTube rabbit hole (as I like to call it). I heard the sound of fast double bass work and distorted guitar, laying the foundation for the most epic flute melody I have ever laid ear on. YT has switched to some form of pagan speed metal. I remember being drenched in feelings of epic adventure. I felt like I was on a mighty quest, slaying evil monsters and spreading love and light throughout all the land! I could hear every piece of the composition in intense detail and clarity, and I saw how every pick of the string or hit of the drums worked with every other part of the piece. I have taken many trips with music, and a few without. This intense definition inside of the music is something that happens fairly regularly, and a big part of why I prefer to blast off with music. However, up until that point, I had always been the type to pick either slow pretty tunes, or intensely psychedelic tunes. This was a whole new thing for me. I think a lot of the awe that I felt was because I didn't know what to expect in the music. I had not only never heard this song, I had never even listened to this genre of metal. I eventually came out of my trip with a grin that must have met the corner of my eyes on both sides. This was easily one of my most fun dmt experiences, and my most memorable.
I walked away from this experience with a few important, if not fairly common, lessons. One, you have to let go if you want to really live. Quit trying to control everything around you and be wholly in the moment every once in a while. I had spent so much time finding the "perfect" songs for dmt, and creating the "perfect" environment, that I lost a big something. The world is so big and so interesting, quit confining yourself to those safe places and take a risk.
The next thing that big lesson that I walked away with is one that, once again, I've had to relearn a hundred times. Don't put psychedelics in a box. Don't try to completely understand or explain them, because you will almost always be wrong.
With that, I would like to strongly encourage everyone to take a suggestion from a friend the next time they are wondering what music they would like to blast off with.. you never know what might come of it.
I was thinking about this as well, I listen to all types of metal but one I am curious about is Erra, especially the Drift album, I listened to it on mushrooms and the guitars we're amazing! I still have yet to drive into the heavier catalog while travelling 
Thanks for sharing!
