If it is one thing psychedelics have taught me, its that you get the experience you need, not what you want. With that being said, I have experienced overwhelming 100ug LSD trips and underwhelming 100ug LSD trips (as well as 150ug and 200ug trips that vary in intensity and degree, sometimes the 100ug or 150ug being more profound than the 200ug. Not always, but sometimes).
I very well may have experienced this with DMT, and I wanted to touch base here to see if anyone has had a similar experience.
Last night I weighed out 50mg N,N-DMT, dropped it on my ceramic e-nail, and took the whole hit. Because I'm still only using less than a handful of DMT experiences to judge this by, its difficult to say if I truly broke through (the ringing noise, followed by the paper crumpling and breaking through sound happens within about 5-10 seconds, at which point I'm too focused on the visuals happening around me to gauge if I'm 'there' or not). This experience wasn't enough to force me to close my eyes, although I did close them for a moment a few times and only saw blackness with the little fractal specs of light behind my eyelids. Visuals while eyes opened were on par with what I have experienced before, but maybe a little less intense. I believe it was about 7 minutes from the toke to 'normal', but I was left with the biggest grin about 20 seconds into the experience, which stayed with me until I went to sleep. It was a very 'warm' and 'bubbly' experience, leaving me in awe with the colors that were beaming all around me.
This morning I decided to have a quick minor experience before I set off to work. I pulled out two crystals, seeing that this was visually much less than the 50mg I took the night before (10mg, maybe?) and threw it on the nail. Somewhat surprised at how much smoke was made from these two little shards, I pull the carb and cleared the chamber. Sat back in my chair, expecting my first 'minor' DMT trip.
As I'm sitting in my chair and looking out the window, I see the sunlight reflecting off the houses which makes everything glow this amazing yellow/gold/orange color. I close my eyes to see what is waiting for me on the inside and somewhat see the same thing I was looking at with my eyes opened. Close/open my eyes a few times and the images of what appeared 'inside' started to become their own dance of synchronicity, different from what I saw from the 'outside' (my room, houses outside, trees, etc.). This might be 10-20 seconds in at this point. By now that familiar feeling of 'presence', that one that makes you feel like you're back at your own party or like you woke up from the dream, has washed over me, and all I want to do is sit and enjoy this beautiful experience of the incredibly bizarre.
30-45 seconds later and I can feel things still going 'up' a little bit. I realize that sitting down wasn't as comfortable as I had hopped, so I shift my attention to the couch next to me, pull my bag off, and lay down. Almost seems as if the rapid movements to get to the couch raised by heart rate by 50%. After I lay down, I take a deep breath and let it out. The shapes and colors seem to fold and bend to the breaths that I take, and I keep hearing "Its almost as if breath is what creates the experience" in my head. I look around the room for what feels like the very first time. I'm seeing familiar objects slightly change into other objects, but everything feels so very fitting. I get this feeling of "expected synchronicity", as if at any moment I expect someone will come out from nowhere and say something that will blow my mind, or the experience will fold into itself again and blow my mind, or simply this feeling of 'presence' will shift and bring me with it, blowing my mind.
45-60 seconds later and I realize why I should do this in more comfortable/loose clothing. The top I'm wearing is a sweater-like shirt, and my whole torso begins to get a little too warm for my liking. During this point, I debated how difficult it would be to get myself a glass of water, but figured I would be fine without it. I pulled my shirt up a bit so that my bare skin would touch the cold leather. Ahhhhh... better.
60-120 seconds later, I'm still enjoying the beautiful colors with my eyes opened, so I decide to close them and see what happens. Opening and closing them a few times, because when I closed them the first time, I swear I saw a female-type figure silhouette and wanted to make sure I wasn't 'seeing things' (hah). Close my eyes with the intention of keeping them closed and I begin to see what I think are two female figures, one to my left and one to my right. I could make out that they had bald/shaven heads, and eventually this image morphed into more feminine shapes and colors.
--Came back after I read the post about seeing the "jester" in your trips... someone mentioned seeing female figures that were MOONING him! I had to add that when I saw the two silhouettes on my left and right, in the middle I saw the image of someones booty in a long black/white striped skirt sticking itself about a foot from my face. I faintly recall there being laughter and the silhouettes turning a light blue.
120-240 seconds later, I'm opening my eyes from hanging out with these ladies/shapes/colors and I hear my dog Jameson coming around the corner. He comes up to the couch with a look in his eyes that I can only explain as "he knows". He then puts his front two paws up on the couch and is standing over me a little bit (he has done this every time I'm at peak point on LSD trips. If I'm laying down, he will stand half over me in that 'protective' stance, much like you see when dogs stand over other hurt animals to protect them). I tell him everything is just fine and lovely and begin to pet him. He immediately buries his head in my chest and arms, and it feels as if he wanted to touch on that vibration that was still running through me. I spend a few moments petting and caressing him, while still somewhat in the experience and enjoying the beautiful feeling of synchronicity that just seems to submerge me.
At this point I can't really tell how long its been, but the visuals have hit their plateau and are slowly beginning to fade. I close my eyes one last time and watch as the beautiful colors and shapes just dissipate back into the blackness that are my closed eyelids. Jameson is still next to me, but not half up on the couch anymore. As he was hopping off the couch, I had this incredible feeling of trinity hit me.... Something about the angle at which he was standing over me, then the angle he was at when just standing normally next to me. It was like I had 2/3rd's of the triangle completed, and the fact that his coat is black and white made me think that there were 2 of the 3 pieces present for this triangle or trinity (as if I had the duality of black and white, but needed the third point of view for the trinity)(maybe I was that missing piece?). I've had many LSD trips where I look at Jameson and go "You totally get it!", and he totally does! Quite the spirit puppy, and he always wants to be around us when we are journeying/exploring/expanding.
As it started to wear off, I couldn't stop petting Jameson. I've had incredible connections with him before, but there were certain mannerisms and movements he made that he has never done in front of me before. At one point he went from being super calm to panting with his tongue out, like he is about to go for a walk or something. Kept looking at me, but then I realized he was looking to my sides... almost as if someone were there (hard to tell, but something relatively close to us had his attention that I couldn't see/feel).
What blew me away the most about this trip was the dosage of 50mg vs 2 DMT crystals (I'll weigh them tonight, but my guess is something like 7-10mg per crystal), and how the seemingly less amount had a much more profound effect on me than the 50mg dose did. Also, with that being said, now knowing what 50mg looks like, I definitely had what appeared to be visually double for my first DMT trip, and somewhere around double of THAT for my second (roughly 100mg and 200mg trips would be my guess, judging by the visual amount of the dose and the effects of experiences).
Jumping back to the part where I'm taking the hit of the 2 DMT crystals, I first realize that this is a lot of smoke for 2 DMT crystals, but take the hit anyway. By 30 seconds I'm already judging the come up as being faster/harder than the 50mg trip I took last night (and I want to say I for SURE broke through on this one). My first thought was "Omg, I only took 2 crystals and this is already stronger than what I had last night." Which kicked the thought into my head "What if the less I take, the harder I trip? What if I end up taking no DMT and I realize I've been the DMT experience this whole time?" Obviously at this point, synchronicities are flying all over the place, and the idea of taking less DMT to trip harder (to the point of not taking any and just BEING DMT) just made so much sense (still does, actually). This was probably the single most empowering realization I've had to date... to feel like I'm 'waking up' to this space around me that has already been there... to the point where I wont really be going 'back to sleep', but somewhat always being 'lucid' in this 'reality', until I 'wake up' back to the DMT world.
I very well may have experienced this with DMT, and I wanted to touch base here to see if anyone has had a similar experience.
Last night I weighed out 50mg N,N-DMT, dropped it on my ceramic e-nail, and took the whole hit. Because I'm still only using less than a handful of DMT experiences to judge this by, its difficult to say if I truly broke through (the ringing noise, followed by the paper crumpling and breaking through sound happens within about 5-10 seconds, at which point I'm too focused on the visuals happening around me to gauge if I'm 'there' or not). This experience wasn't enough to force me to close my eyes, although I did close them for a moment a few times and only saw blackness with the little fractal specs of light behind my eyelids. Visuals while eyes opened were on par with what I have experienced before, but maybe a little less intense. I believe it was about 7 minutes from the toke to 'normal', but I was left with the biggest grin about 20 seconds into the experience, which stayed with me until I went to sleep. It was a very 'warm' and 'bubbly' experience, leaving me in awe with the colors that were beaming all around me.
This morning I decided to have a quick minor experience before I set off to work. I pulled out two crystals, seeing that this was visually much less than the 50mg I took the night before (10mg, maybe?) and threw it on the nail. Somewhat surprised at how much smoke was made from these two little shards, I pull the carb and cleared the chamber. Sat back in my chair, expecting my first 'minor' DMT trip.
As I'm sitting in my chair and looking out the window, I see the sunlight reflecting off the houses which makes everything glow this amazing yellow/gold/orange color. I close my eyes to see what is waiting for me on the inside and somewhat see the same thing I was looking at with my eyes opened. Close/open my eyes a few times and the images of what appeared 'inside' started to become their own dance of synchronicity, different from what I saw from the 'outside' (my room, houses outside, trees, etc.). This might be 10-20 seconds in at this point. By now that familiar feeling of 'presence', that one that makes you feel like you're back at your own party or like you woke up from the dream, has washed over me, and all I want to do is sit and enjoy this beautiful experience of the incredibly bizarre.
30-45 seconds later and I can feel things still going 'up' a little bit. I realize that sitting down wasn't as comfortable as I had hopped, so I shift my attention to the couch next to me, pull my bag off, and lay down. Almost seems as if the rapid movements to get to the couch raised by heart rate by 50%. After I lay down, I take a deep breath and let it out. The shapes and colors seem to fold and bend to the breaths that I take, and I keep hearing "Its almost as if breath is what creates the experience" in my head. I look around the room for what feels like the very first time. I'm seeing familiar objects slightly change into other objects, but everything feels so very fitting. I get this feeling of "expected synchronicity", as if at any moment I expect someone will come out from nowhere and say something that will blow my mind, or the experience will fold into itself again and blow my mind, or simply this feeling of 'presence' will shift and bring me with it, blowing my mind.
45-60 seconds later and I realize why I should do this in more comfortable/loose clothing. The top I'm wearing is a sweater-like shirt, and my whole torso begins to get a little too warm for my liking. During this point, I debated how difficult it would be to get myself a glass of water, but figured I would be fine without it. I pulled my shirt up a bit so that my bare skin would touch the cold leather. Ahhhhh... better.
60-120 seconds later, I'm still enjoying the beautiful colors with my eyes opened, so I decide to close them and see what happens. Opening and closing them a few times, because when I closed them the first time, I swear I saw a female-type figure silhouette and wanted to make sure I wasn't 'seeing things' (hah). Close my eyes with the intention of keeping them closed and I begin to see what I think are two female figures, one to my left and one to my right. I could make out that they had bald/shaven heads, and eventually this image morphed into more feminine shapes and colors.
--Came back after I read the post about seeing the "jester" in your trips... someone mentioned seeing female figures that were MOONING him! I had to add that when I saw the two silhouettes on my left and right, in the middle I saw the image of someones booty in a long black/white striped skirt sticking itself about a foot from my face. I faintly recall there being laughter and the silhouettes turning a light blue.
120-240 seconds later, I'm opening my eyes from hanging out with these ladies/shapes/colors and I hear my dog Jameson coming around the corner. He comes up to the couch with a look in his eyes that I can only explain as "he knows". He then puts his front two paws up on the couch and is standing over me a little bit (he has done this every time I'm at peak point on LSD trips. If I'm laying down, he will stand half over me in that 'protective' stance, much like you see when dogs stand over other hurt animals to protect them). I tell him everything is just fine and lovely and begin to pet him. He immediately buries his head in my chest and arms, and it feels as if he wanted to touch on that vibration that was still running through me. I spend a few moments petting and caressing him, while still somewhat in the experience and enjoying the beautiful feeling of synchronicity that just seems to submerge me.
At this point I can't really tell how long its been, but the visuals have hit their plateau and are slowly beginning to fade. I close my eyes one last time and watch as the beautiful colors and shapes just dissipate back into the blackness that are my closed eyelids. Jameson is still next to me, but not half up on the couch anymore. As he was hopping off the couch, I had this incredible feeling of trinity hit me.... Something about the angle at which he was standing over me, then the angle he was at when just standing normally next to me. It was like I had 2/3rd's of the triangle completed, and the fact that his coat is black and white made me think that there were 2 of the 3 pieces present for this triangle or trinity (as if I had the duality of black and white, but needed the third point of view for the trinity)(maybe I was that missing piece?). I've had many LSD trips where I look at Jameson and go "You totally get it!", and he totally does! Quite the spirit puppy, and he always wants to be around us when we are journeying/exploring/expanding.
As it started to wear off, I couldn't stop petting Jameson. I've had incredible connections with him before, but there were certain mannerisms and movements he made that he has never done in front of me before. At one point he went from being super calm to panting with his tongue out, like he is about to go for a walk or something. Kept looking at me, but then I realized he was looking to my sides... almost as if someone were there (hard to tell, but something relatively close to us had his attention that I couldn't see/feel).
What blew me away the most about this trip was the dosage of 50mg vs 2 DMT crystals (I'll weigh them tonight, but my guess is something like 7-10mg per crystal), and how the seemingly less amount had a much more profound effect on me than the 50mg dose did. Also, with that being said, now knowing what 50mg looks like, I definitely had what appeared to be visually double for my first DMT trip, and somewhere around double of THAT for my second (roughly 100mg and 200mg trips would be my guess, judging by the visual amount of the dose and the effects of experiences).
Jumping back to the part where I'm taking the hit of the 2 DMT crystals, I first realize that this is a lot of smoke for 2 DMT crystals, but take the hit anyway. By 30 seconds I'm already judging the come up as being faster/harder than the 50mg trip I took last night (and I want to say I for SURE broke through on this one). My first thought was "Omg, I only took 2 crystals and this is already stronger than what I had last night." Which kicked the thought into my head "What if the less I take, the harder I trip? What if I end up taking no DMT and I realize I've been the DMT experience this whole time?" Obviously at this point, synchronicities are flying all over the place, and the idea of taking less DMT to trip harder (to the point of not taking any and just BEING DMT) just made so much sense (still does, actually). This was probably the single most empowering realization I've had to date... to feel like I'm 'waking up' to this space around me that has already been there... to the point where I wont really be going 'back to sleep', but somewhat always being 'lucid' in this 'reality', until I 'wake up' back to the DMT world.
