So last night i was looking to get strait fucked up since I am broke as hell after spending some money on fake acid. Amazing what people who acted to be your friend for a long time would do for 20 bucks. Acid is at the top of my ever shortening list of drugs I want to do.
Anyways I was pissed off and found some xanax, oxycontin, a small amount of ambein and a bowl of shitty ass weed. Though it seems that these drugs would cloud the dmt experience they didn't at all.
I think the reason the trips were so effin beautiful compared to other times is because there were entities happy ones
In the first trip I can remember keeping my eyes open and (i was in a dark room) then a bright layer of colors overlaid the room but the music I had on continued to play and I could make it out clearly which is a sign to me that I probably didn't get a extremely high dose. Then the entities started to party around me, they were so happy just to be at the party and they were communicating with me in different ways. They entities were overlaid in the same color scheme that overlaid my room but I could stiil see them and my arms and body was overlaid too so it felt like I was actually in a different place with the music playing. (Like dmt is some kind of transporter?)
That was the first trip and then I decided to take another one since almost most of my trips are never as beautiful as that one and I wanted to cherish the moment.
I don't remember the second trip at all. Hell who knows there could be 4 trips with 2 in the middle I don't remember. Only God knows.
I believe the second trip involved sex. I remember hearing moans of love but I do not believe that I hallucinated as much on this trip but the mental fuck was awesome I basically hit the pipe, layed down, enjoyed the beings and hallucinations, fell into a deep deep relaxation and started feeling like I was having sex. It was great sex I can remember that clearly, I actually had the physical sensation that I was getting off. (I'm sure it was because of the drug since on the come-down I wasn't turned on at all just happy to be down
The last trip, probably the most vivid in my mind (even with all them pills in me), was a death trip. It was crazy. I loaded it up PHAT (that would be my bubbler with steel dish-scrubbing thingy) and took one really phat hit. After that it gets hazy really hazy lol. I think the first thing I remember is seeing my body being destroyed as if I was od'ing. I visualized myself projectile vomiting up blood. This image only lasted until I felt as if my conciousness was being put into an extremely deep sleep/relaxation which to me at the time resembled dying. I was in a place that one would call purgatory (that memory is very fuzzy). It felt good to die. Thats when everything always turns out to be the same. I fall into this extremely deep relaxation and if there is music I can't hear it. Then slowley I feel as if life is returning back into my body and the music that should be in the background but isn't starts to be recognized by my mind like my mind is turning up the max volume knob.
Also I think I did have 4 trips 1 about a party, one about being reborn, one about having sex and one about death. In that order.
The trip about being reborn was crazy I think It was a breakthrough can't remember all the way. I do remmber opening my eyes very slowley while still tripping and it feeling like I was being reborn into this world.
The chronological order of these even'ts is very unsure. They could be accurate or completely twisted around.
Also I remember reading about an herb or drug you can take to help remember your trips?
Anyways I was pissed off and found some xanax, oxycontin, a small amount of ambein and a bowl of shitty ass weed. Though it seems that these drugs would cloud the dmt experience they didn't at all.
I think the reason the trips were so effin beautiful compared to other times is because there were entities happy ones
In the first trip I can remember keeping my eyes open and (i was in a dark room) then a bright layer of colors overlaid the room but the music I had on continued to play and I could make it out clearly which is a sign to me that I probably didn't get a extremely high dose. Then the entities started to party around me, they were so happy just to be at the party and they were communicating with me in different ways. They entities were overlaid in the same color scheme that overlaid my room but I could stiil see them and my arms and body was overlaid too so it felt like I was actually in a different place with the music playing. (Like dmt is some kind of transporter?)
That was the first trip and then I decided to take another one since almost most of my trips are never as beautiful as that one and I wanted to cherish the moment.
I don't remember the second trip at all. Hell who knows there could be 4 trips with 2 in the middle I don't remember. Only God knows.
I believe the second trip involved sex. I remember hearing moans of love but I do not believe that I hallucinated as much on this trip but the mental fuck was awesome I basically hit the pipe, layed down, enjoyed the beings and hallucinations, fell into a deep deep relaxation and started feeling like I was having sex. It was great sex I can remember that clearly, I actually had the physical sensation that I was getting off. (I'm sure it was because of the drug since on the come-down I wasn't turned on at all just happy to be down
The last trip, probably the most vivid in my mind (even with all them pills in me), was a death trip. It was crazy. I loaded it up PHAT (that would be my bubbler with steel dish-scrubbing thingy) and took one really phat hit. After that it gets hazy really hazy lol. I think the first thing I remember is seeing my body being destroyed as if I was od'ing. I visualized myself projectile vomiting up blood. This image only lasted until I felt as if my conciousness was being put into an extremely deep sleep/relaxation which to me at the time resembled dying. I was in a place that one would call purgatory (that memory is very fuzzy). It felt good to die. Thats when everything always turns out to be the same. I fall into this extremely deep relaxation and if there is music I can't hear it. Then slowley I feel as if life is returning back into my body and the music that should be in the background but isn't starts to be recognized by my mind like my mind is turning up the max volume knob.
Also I think I did have 4 trips 1 about a party, one about being reborn, one about having sex and one about death. In that order.
The trip about being reborn was crazy I think It was a breakthrough can't remember all the way. I do remmber opening my eyes very slowley while still tripping and it feeling like I was being reborn into this world.
The chronological order of these even'ts is very unsure. They could be accurate or completely twisted around.
Also I remember reading about an herb or drug you can take to help remember your trips?