Before experimenting with the MindSpa during the trip I had to try DMT by itself first. And now I am convinced that the MindSpa is unnecessary and possibly a very bad idea to combine with DMT trips.
Here's what happened to me...
I did not have a scale at the time of these sessions so I have no way of knowing for sure the exact dose, but now that I have a scale I am 100% sure that I took much more than 50mg.
I made a “machine” out of a 50 mL Hennessy bottle and some steel wool using the instructions I found online. Loaded the machine with DMT and started to prepare myself by getting rid of any negative thoughts.
It was around 10am so I decided to go lay down on the floor in my walk-in closet because it is the only room I have that is away from the outside light and noise.
I took my first toke expecting some difficulty to hold it in, but it was pretty easy not to cough so I held it for about 10-15 seconds and immediately took a second toke, and then a third.
By this time I already was shocked to see what looked like a very colorful digital code running in all directions everywhere I looked. I thought to myself ~ (wow it's a fuc***g matrix) and laid down. As soon as my head touched the carpet I was startled by a sound and a feeling of something moving next to the right side of my head, and as I turned to look at what that was I felt pressure on my right hand index finger. And I totally freaked out and went into to a complete panic attack. I never had a panic attack before this in my entire life.
As I’m freaking out I hear a sound of a jet engine coming at me from the right and as this sound surrounded me all I could think was [what the fu*k? What the fu*k, what the fu*k? I can't breathe! What is this? What is this?] And it was like someone told me don't try to understand, you can't understand, you will never understand just relax it's OK. And at this time the noise was moving back to where it came from and I began seeing the walls of my closet again but everything was still covered by some kind of code running in all directions. Then I realized that I’m hyperventilating severely, like 60 breath per minute. After focusing on my breathing for the next few minutes I was able to get up and went to lay down on my bed.
For the next 30 minutes I was trying to understand what just happened but I couldn't.
So I decided to give it another shot only now I am staying on my bed.
I loaded the machine again with approximately same amount. (very stupid decision... I know) and took a very large toke, held it for like 5 seconds and took another one, waited for additional 5 seconds and tried to take another one, but it was too late. By this time I was not on my bed, I was on an operating table in some hospital... I got a familiar feeling of a breathing tube being pulled out of my throat, just like when I had major surgery 6 years a go. I immediately realized that something went very wrong and I am surrounded by nurses and doctors in a trauma or operating room in a hospital. I feel and hear a lot of movement around me but when I looked around it became very obvious that I was somewhere else. I'm thinking to myself... this place is not on earth, and continued freaking out even more.
This is when I started answering questions that I did not hear... [yes I feel that, what do you want?, yes I can feel that too, okay, okay, I’m fu***ng scared please stop] during this time I’m opening and closing my mouth, touching each finger on both of my hands with my thumb, making a fist, moving my toes, bending my knees. I realized I'm having a nuero exam and started freaking out even more... [crap, I had a stroke, if I didn't than why are you doing this?] then I noticed birds singing. [yes I like birds, yes please I prefer birds] and it got louder and louder. At this time I feel somebody touching me all over my body, and my right foot became very cold, like freezing cold. [I’m so cold, I’m freezing, yes a blanket would be nice] immediately I felt something like a warm blanket covered my right foot. I got a feeling that whoever was moving all around me started moving faster and faster. Now I thought they were working a cardiac arrest, that they are doing CPR on me. I freaked out even more and by this time I began seeing my room again covered with this computer code. My room was slowly returning back to normal for the next 10 or 15 minutes.
I couldn't believe it, I was in total shock. But I decided to try again in 15 minutes.. But this time I didn't load the machine with more DMT. I just took a large toke of what was already loaded from previous time. I don't know whether I laid down after the first toke or not, but I was again in a total panic, trying to take another one but the lighter kept going out, and I'm thinking [I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I'm sorry]. At some point it felt like I was literally pushed down and flipped over onto my stomach, I was again opening and closing my mouth, touching the tips of my fingers with my thumb and answering questions. [ yes I feel that, it's uncomfortable but doesn’t hurt, how much longer?, why can't I get out of here? Are you teasing me? Okay I understand, like an astronaut, we did this a million times already, maybe that's enough for now? I wanna go home, please let me go.] and again I began seeing the code running up and down, and left and right all around me. Completely snapped out of it about 20 minutes later.
I was so confused and couldn't stop thinking about it the whole day. What was that? Seriously what was that?
Before falling asleep that night I decided to do it again the next day.
Loaded more DMT and took the biggest toke yet.
I have a projector alarm clock in my bedroom, it shows time on the ceiling with red digits. I noticed that now it was projecting something else, these were not digits but some kind of symbols and a lot larger and brighter, I looked at my window and saw daylight from the outside coming through a multicolored glass, it was not my window. I have a couple of dogs, they looked like they were in a trance, like frozen just sitting there. I of course freaked out again and started praying for them to be alright, [please don't hurt my dogs, please let them live] and then I started having flashes of me smoking DMT in my closet and I was trying to hold on to something, desperately looking for something to hold on to, but I couldn't see anything other than colorful bubbles everywhere. While trying to save myself from something that I cannot explain even to myself, I just have a feeling that I was trying so hard to stay here. At this time it hit me that here is not where I want to stay, I want to go home. The panicking got even worse and I got the same feeling of a breathing tube being pulled out and something squeezing my right index finger. At this point I started coming back slowly.
I convinced myself that I must do it again and concentrate on staying calm.
In about an hour I took another very large toke, and this time I recorded myself with my front iPhone camera.
This crazy sound started closing in on me only this time it sounded like I was in a walk-in refrigerator somewhere in a restaurant. As the sound got to me I realized I was in a morgue, possibly dead. Immediately something told me that it was not the morgue and I was still alive in my room. I didn't freak out this time, instead I was focusing on what was being said to me. I think I was told that I will not understand what is happening to me and I should give it some rest and try again later.
That's all I can remember, but there was a lot more happening to me I'm sure. So, not that it matters but I concur.... DMT is the strangest and most beautiful and at the same time most terrifying thing I experienced in my entire life of 30+ years.
Sorry it's so long, but I couldn't make it any shorter.