WillIdreamDuringTheProcess?
Rising Star
So my teacher did his last xylene pull the other day on 100 g of MHRB powder and was left with roughly 150 mg of yellow oil that he gave to me as a gift for beeing awesome
.
75 mg-ish (scales a bit off) was placed on a piece of steelwool by rubbing it in on the top and then jammed in a bottle neck (love this ”machine” of yours or whoevers
)
The bottle neck was heated gently and i started toking away.
Around the 3rd toke i started noticing my head getting heavier. At the 4th toke it felt like a bag of bricks and by the 5 th...well i had to lay the pipe aside!
I tilted my head back and exhaled the fumes and as i tilted my head forward after i exhaled, i couldnt believe what had happened.
What I was looking at was an exact toyish replica of my living room. And I don´t mean like it looked like it, it was a toy-replica of it!
A thought sprung to mind of a crazy japanese guy from the future building old school model homes out of some new school-plastic for a museum of some sort and failing miserably.
How an ”American”style diner looks like overhere in Europe comes to mind.
That was the thing about this toyapartment, it looked like a reeeally bad copy, like supersatuarated colors, easy-bake-oven bad style. Picture yourself a 5 year old kid playing grown-up house with an unlimited budget and you´re pretty damn close!
I of course, bursted into an hysterical fit of laughter!
”Oh my, I ended up in Legoland” i chirped between fits of laughter.
I reached for my pack of cigarettes as I recalled my most recent trip to Holland in which I used the look of my current cigarette to assess how spaced out I was during my mushroom journeys (you could still by as many mushrooms as you liked back then, its really a shame those days are over).
And as I looked upon it I was annihialated. It was the dumbest looking thing i had ever seen.
It was obviously a toycigarette not fit for smoking!
Thats what I found so bizarre about this trip. It was not as if a filter of effects had been added over the environment. Every object had instead transformed into a new one with very defined colors looking as if it had always looked like that. I could pick items up and look at them from up close and from far away and they would look the same. They didn´t look like new things, they were new things. The labels one various soda cans and stuff (i´ve been pre-occupied with other things than chores these past week
plus the missus is abroad) had different labels on them with the brand names and so forth written in different fonts then usually.
And all of the sudden the visual effects were gone leaving me puzzled laughing at where i had just been. Whatever this stuff is it seems to have a slightly amnesic effect for me. However I was overcome with the most relaxing feeling ever, as if i had just been given a good thorough massage and took a hit of some good weed afterwards. I felt an enormous peace and continued giggling for hours over the absurdity of the situation I had been in.
I continued smoking up the remains of the oil during the day, with similar effects albeit not as intense.
So...this of course got me wondering; Do you think this stuff was dmt n-oxide? I have had both white dmt extracted with heptane and yellow/reddish dmt extracted with xylene and this resembled none of it.
It matches the description as a yellow goldish oil that refused precipitate in to a solid.
Has anyone else experienced anything like this?
I think I will try to obtain som Psychotria Viridis and extract both the dmt and the dmt n-oxide, separate them and then try to bioassay wether this was it to make sure, as i enjoyed it immensely in the most recreational way possible.
It was the funniest godamn moment of my life!
Peace and love everybody!
75 mg-ish (scales a bit off) was placed on a piece of steelwool by rubbing it in on the top and then jammed in a bottle neck (love this ”machine” of yours or whoevers
The bottle neck was heated gently and i started toking away.
Around the 3rd toke i started noticing my head getting heavier. At the 4th toke it felt like a bag of bricks and by the 5 th...well i had to lay the pipe aside!
I tilted my head back and exhaled the fumes and as i tilted my head forward after i exhaled, i couldnt believe what had happened.
What I was looking at was an exact toyish replica of my living room. And I don´t mean like it looked like it, it was a toy-replica of it!
A thought sprung to mind of a crazy japanese guy from the future building old school model homes out of some new school-plastic for a museum of some sort and failing miserably.
How an ”American”style diner looks like overhere in Europe comes to mind.
That was the thing about this toyapartment, it looked like a reeeally bad copy, like supersatuarated colors, easy-bake-oven bad style. Picture yourself a 5 year old kid playing grown-up house with an unlimited budget and you´re pretty damn close!
I of course, bursted into an hysterical fit of laughter!
”Oh my, I ended up in Legoland” i chirped between fits of laughter.
I reached for my pack of cigarettes as I recalled my most recent trip to Holland in which I used the look of my current cigarette to assess how spaced out I was during my mushroom journeys (you could still by as many mushrooms as you liked back then, its really a shame those days are over).
And as I looked upon it I was annihialated. It was the dumbest looking thing i had ever seen.
It was obviously a toycigarette not fit for smoking!
Thats what I found so bizarre about this trip. It was not as if a filter of effects had been added over the environment. Every object had instead transformed into a new one with very defined colors looking as if it had always looked like that. I could pick items up and look at them from up close and from far away and they would look the same. They didn´t look like new things, they were new things. The labels one various soda cans and stuff (i´ve been pre-occupied with other things than chores these past week
And all of the sudden the visual effects were gone leaving me puzzled laughing at where i had just been. Whatever this stuff is it seems to have a slightly amnesic effect for me. However I was overcome with the most relaxing feeling ever, as if i had just been given a good thorough massage and took a hit of some good weed afterwards. I felt an enormous peace and continued giggling for hours over the absurdity of the situation I had been in.
I continued smoking up the remains of the oil during the day, with similar effects albeit not as intense.
So...this of course got me wondering; Do you think this stuff was dmt n-oxide? I have had both white dmt extracted with heptane and yellow/reddish dmt extracted with xylene and this resembled none of it.
It matches the description as a yellow goldish oil that refused precipitate in to a solid.
Has anyone else experienced anything like this?
I think I will try to obtain som Psychotria Viridis and extract both the dmt and the dmt n-oxide, separate them and then try to bioassay wether this was it to make sure, as i enjoyed it immensely in the most recreational way possible.
It was the funniest godamn moment of my life!
Peace and love everybody!