Honzi
Rising Star
Greetings fellow travelers..
I'm still new to dmt with about 3 months of frequent use. It is an irony that only 2 days ago I wrote my first post where I described my experiences with spice as BEING ALL VERY POSITIVE apart from one a couple of months ago which was pretty disturbing but I've put that behind me.
During this trip I experienced something that felt like death. I was being completely disassembled and in the process I forgot who I was and there was no concept of time which freaked me out to the point that I though - 'shit, what have I done? If I survive this I'm never gonna do it again'. Needless to say I had survived, recovered and within a week I was back at it, albeit still shaken and with a newly found deep respect for the power of dmt.
That was my first strong experience using a sandwich method as all earlier attempts were pretty much sub orbital flights due to a poor smoking technique using a glass pipe and waaay too much heat. The sandwich changed it all and I started breaking through.
Later I ordered a GVG and it arrived while I was in Peru on Aya retreat. GVG changed it all again and breakthroughs with 30mg became a norm. I've experimented with 45 and 50mg but ended up not remembering the experience and pretty much just passed out half way through it so i'm not going back there.
My point is that I've gone through a steep learning curve in the last 3 months researching, obsessing and smoking spice on average every second day by myself. I love its magic and I feel it has enriched my life in a big way by allowing me to EXPERIENCE God and hyperspace travel.
Last night however I had a pretty nasty trip. I usually vape in our bedroom which has become my safe space but yesterday I changed the setting and stayed in the living room as my wife went to bed early. I used a statue of a Mexican indian we have had for years as a candle holder, loaded the GVG with the usual dose of crystal and inhaled all in one good hit.
Immediately the statue turned dark red, like something from a horror movie and in the next instant the living room was full of pretty scary demons. These things were terrifying and the place was full of them. They radiated pure evil and I have to say I was shit scared for my soul. I started feeling ill which is something that has never happened to me on spice. The experience was so overwhelming that I thought I've gone too far and might end up in the psych ward. It felt border line madness.
It took a long while but finally I started to feel my knees on the floor so I had some reference point and slowly started coming down. The whole time there was no message other than a feeling of UTMOST EVIL and I feared I might get possessed. When I was crossing back to this dimension it actually felt like some of them came with me which could be totally a product of my imagination and I certainly hope it was!
I was shaken to the core and felt like crying because up to this point I've been experiencing just wonder, love and beauty. This was the opposite - the most hectic, far out and ugly thing I've ever seen and felt. Something, I don't want to come across again. It kind of desecrated my positive experiences..
I don't know what caused this experience but I felt it was possibly the Mexican statue of Maya Indian I had used as a candle holder and I punched it several times bruising my fingers. Black magic is well and alive in Mexico and who knows where this thing came from...
I don't have a better idea than to burn some sage around here, have a break for a few weeks and focus on other things in life. Admittedly I'm pretty obsessed with dmt at the moment so I will come back but need a little breather. I might even try lowering the dose to 25mg instead. GVG is so efficient it could be enough..
Has anyone of you guys experienced a similar thing? I would be grateful to hear anything that might help me understand WTF happened..?
Peace n love
I'm still new to dmt with about 3 months of frequent use. It is an irony that only 2 days ago I wrote my first post where I described my experiences with spice as BEING ALL VERY POSITIVE apart from one a couple of months ago which was pretty disturbing but I've put that behind me.
During this trip I experienced something that felt like death. I was being completely disassembled and in the process I forgot who I was and there was no concept of time which freaked me out to the point that I though - 'shit, what have I done? If I survive this I'm never gonna do it again'. Needless to say I had survived, recovered and within a week I was back at it, albeit still shaken and with a newly found deep respect for the power of dmt.
That was my first strong experience using a sandwich method as all earlier attempts were pretty much sub orbital flights due to a poor smoking technique using a glass pipe and waaay too much heat. The sandwich changed it all and I started breaking through.
Later I ordered a GVG and it arrived while I was in Peru on Aya retreat. GVG changed it all again and breakthroughs with 30mg became a norm. I've experimented with 45 and 50mg but ended up not remembering the experience and pretty much just passed out half way through it so i'm not going back there.
My point is that I've gone through a steep learning curve in the last 3 months researching, obsessing and smoking spice on average every second day by myself. I love its magic and I feel it has enriched my life in a big way by allowing me to EXPERIENCE God and hyperspace travel.
Last night however I had a pretty nasty trip. I usually vape in our bedroom which has become my safe space but yesterday I changed the setting and stayed in the living room as my wife went to bed early. I used a statue of a Mexican indian we have had for years as a candle holder, loaded the GVG with the usual dose of crystal and inhaled all in one good hit.
Immediately the statue turned dark red, like something from a horror movie and in the next instant the living room was full of pretty scary demons. These things were terrifying and the place was full of them. They radiated pure evil and I have to say I was shit scared for my soul. I started feeling ill which is something that has never happened to me on spice. The experience was so overwhelming that I thought I've gone too far and might end up in the psych ward. It felt border line madness.
It took a long while but finally I started to feel my knees on the floor so I had some reference point and slowly started coming down. The whole time there was no message other than a feeling of UTMOST EVIL and I feared I might get possessed. When I was crossing back to this dimension it actually felt like some of them came with me which could be totally a product of my imagination and I certainly hope it was!
I was shaken to the core and felt like crying because up to this point I've been experiencing just wonder, love and beauty. This was the opposite - the most hectic, far out and ugly thing I've ever seen and felt. Something, I don't want to come across again. It kind of desecrated my positive experiences..
I don't know what caused this experience but I felt it was possibly the Mexican statue of Maya Indian I had used as a candle holder and I punched it several times bruising my fingers. Black magic is well and alive in Mexico and who knows where this thing came from...
I don't have a better idea than to burn some sage around here, have a break for a few weeks and focus on other things in life. Admittedly I'm pretty obsessed with dmt at the moment so I will come back but need a little breather. I might even try lowering the dose to 25mg instead. GVG is so efficient it could be enough..
Has anyone of you guys experienced a similar thing? I would be grateful to hear anything that might help me understand WTF happened..?
Peace n love
