PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Calm, prepared, been anticipating an experience like this for a while now.
(physical condition) Set: Fine, no complaints
Setting (location): My new home, with my GF
time of day: 7pm (much earlier than usual)
recent drug use: MDMA 1 week prior, daily weed smoking - except on 'ceremony day', the odd beer, nothing excessive...
last meal: Crumpet with butter and peach jam
PARTICIPANT
Gender: M
body weight: 70kg
known sensitivities:
history of use: reasonably experienced with smoked forms of DMT
BIOASSAY
Substance(s)/ Dose(s): White caapi extract, 25mg sublingual taken 15/20 mintes prior to launch. 25mg DMT + what ever my GF didn't finish + 10mg caapi extract on top.
Method of administration: Vaporized, GVG
EFFECTS
Administration time (approx): White caapi extract - 7pm. GF dose (25mg DMT, no extra caapi added) - 7.10pm. My dose - 7.20pm
Duration: 1 hour
First effects: 7.20pm
Peak: T= 0.20 - 0.30
Come down: T=0.40
Baseline:
Intensity (overall): 4
Evaluation / notes:
Recently I have been very lucky in various aspects of my life, and I wanted to cleanse myself and give thanks for the opportunities granted to me.
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 3
Implesantness: 2
Visual Intensity: 3
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AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: T=40 - T=1.00 (difficulty standing / walking etc, still tripping somewhat)
Afterglow: 3, felt exilharated, cleansed, and a little shaken
REPORT
It has been a while since I smoked any DMT, there have been a fair few changes in my life, such as moving house and acquiring two new family members (kittens) so I set it aside for a while until I felt the time was right again, I have had so much to organise and enjoy on this side, that the other has taken a back seat, but this is no bad thing, it has also given plenty of time to reflect and prepare for my next set of journeys - it is summer time after all 8)
My partner also decided she would partake for her 3rd time, so I sat for her while she had her experience. Beforehand, we spent a good deal of time getting the bedroom just right - making a comfortable seating area with beanbags and cushions on the floor, placing some lucky possessions on our makeshift altar with a lighting candle, shuttting the curtains, and cleansing our bodies before what was set to be a monumental journey.
Now, I guess this is a good point to say that words are entirely insufficient to portray experiences of this kind, as I'm sure most of you will know well by now, but in the spirit of Terence, I agree that it is fun to try. What I present to you is but a vague set of impressions which may well be entirely wrong.
I decided that on this occasion we would try a new approach - sublingual harmalas followed by the DMT, and in my case DMT + extra smoked harmalas. This turned out to amplify the experience greatly, and encouraged some profound cleansing on my part.
Enough preamble. My partner smoked her dose in one lungfull as instructed, getting most of it, and holding it as long as she could - like a pro, I sat there smiling, watching her, she had done it just right, and I could tell was being rewarded on the other side, almost brought a tear to my eye :'). She was too far gone to take any further tokes, and I could see her slipping into her trance. She maintained her composure however, and I could see her turning her head and interacting with the space she was presented with, smiling serenely the whole time. This excited me for my journey, but I couldn't help but be nervous as hell. DMT isn't something I take lightly, and after a few bumpy rides it becomes a particularly nerve wracking experience, but this is the path I have chosen, and it has rewarded me far more than it has punished me, so pushing on is the only real option.
As her trip subsided, Mrs Purges opened her eyes and smiled at me, it had been beyond words but she felt fantastic and had gained alot from the experience, we talked for a bit and I told her that I would rather not have a sitter for my journey, I am used to smoking alone and it feels a bit weird having somebody watch me while I undergo these experiences.
Now was my turn, Mrs Purges gathered herself and went downstairs to grab a drink and play with the cats, while I steadied myself and raised the pipe to my mouth. BADUM BADUM BADUM BADUM, my heart beat faster and faster, I took a few deep breaths, calmed myself further and flicked the switch on my lighter, thick, dense clouds of vapor surged through the Genie. I inhaled the whole dose in under ten seconds and by the time I put the pipe down by my side it was already coming on STRONG :shock: waves of color rolled over me, engulfed me and dissolved my being, profound insights and thoughts cascaded through me until I was just a node in a profound circuit board of light. Whatever was left of me was tumbling, falling, flying through the space.
The colors I remember were reds and greens. Then coughing. I coughed / threw up a lot of clear, gelatinous, sticky ectoplasm? It stuck to my fingers, made strings when I spread my fingers, and slid about, it was very strange to play with. I became quite fixated with it. This has happened to me once before with Changa, on one of my first experiences, with an unweighed and high dose - except last time the goo was more of an orangey color. While this was happening, what was surging through me was "This is physical proof of the other side, do not forget this" for a moment, I was covered in goo, and I started to come down.
My fingers were still sticky. I coughed up another load of strange clear goo. As I came down further, the usual incomplete questions started trickling out of my mouth "What the?!... How?!... Nah... He He He... But.." the bedroom door opened a crack and a familiar face poked her head around the corner.
"Are you alright Purgey?" she said. I must have been making a bit of noise, and she came up to check on me.
"Um, holy f£$% that was a BIG one sweety... Yeah, I'm alright, I needed that, it's been a while coming. Don't come any closer though, i'm covered in... stuff... Here, look, there's this goo that came... out... of... me..." she grimaced, but didn't seem too surprised that I had spewed something on myself :lol: I lay there with my eyes still flickering and rolling a little, enjoying the afterglow, and slowly reassembling my mind. I felt absolutely cleansed and bright as a button, but was still tripping significantly, which I didn't notice until trying to stand up and finding that my mental faculties were far from back to normal.
Mrs Purges turned on the shower and I staggered in, giggling to myself and thanking her for her kindness.
What the hell happened to me?! Whatever it was, I still feel on top of the world two days later.
(mind)Set: Calm, prepared, been anticipating an experience like this for a while now.
(physical condition) Set: Fine, no complaints
Setting (location): My new home, with my GF
time of day: 7pm (much earlier than usual)
recent drug use: MDMA 1 week prior, daily weed smoking - except on 'ceremony day', the odd beer, nothing excessive...
last meal: Crumpet with butter and peach jam
PARTICIPANT
Gender: M
body weight: 70kg
known sensitivities:
history of use: reasonably experienced with smoked forms of DMT
BIOASSAY
Substance(s)/ Dose(s): White caapi extract, 25mg sublingual taken 15/20 mintes prior to launch. 25mg DMT + what ever my GF didn't finish + 10mg caapi extract on top.
Method of administration: Vaporized, GVG
EFFECTS
Administration time (approx): White caapi extract - 7pm. GF dose (25mg DMT, no extra caapi added) - 7.10pm. My dose - 7.20pm
Duration: 1 hour
First effects: 7.20pm
Peak: T= 0.20 - 0.30
Come down: T=0.40
Baseline:
Intensity (overall): 4
Evaluation / notes:
Recently I have been very lucky in various aspects of my life, and I wanted to cleanse myself and give thanks for the opportunities granted to me.
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 3
Implesantness: 2
Visual Intensity: 3
.
.
.
AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: T=40 - T=1.00 (difficulty standing / walking etc, still tripping somewhat)
Afterglow: 3, felt exilharated, cleansed, and a little shaken
REPORT
It has been a while since I smoked any DMT, there have been a fair few changes in my life, such as moving house and acquiring two new family members (kittens) so I set it aside for a while until I felt the time was right again, I have had so much to organise and enjoy on this side, that the other has taken a back seat, but this is no bad thing, it has also given plenty of time to reflect and prepare for my next set of journeys - it is summer time after all 8)
My partner also decided she would partake for her 3rd time, so I sat for her while she had her experience. Beforehand, we spent a good deal of time getting the bedroom just right - making a comfortable seating area with beanbags and cushions on the floor, placing some lucky possessions on our makeshift altar with a lighting candle, shuttting the curtains, and cleansing our bodies before what was set to be a monumental journey.
Now, I guess this is a good point to say that words are entirely insufficient to portray experiences of this kind, as I'm sure most of you will know well by now, but in the spirit of Terence, I agree that it is fun to try. What I present to you is but a vague set of impressions which may well be entirely wrong.
I decided that on this occasion we would try a new approach - sublingual harmalas followed by the DMT, and in my case DMT + extra smoked harmalas. This turned out to amplify the experience greatly, and encouraged some profound cleansing on my part.
Enough preamble. My partner smoked her dose in one lungfull as instructed, getting most of it, and holding it as long as she could - like a pro, I sat there smiling, watching her, she had done it just right, and I could tell was being rewarded on the other side, almost brought a tear to my eye :'). She was too far gone to take any further tokes, and I could see her slipping into her trance. She maintained her composure however, and I could see her turning her head and interacting with the space she was presented with, smiling serenely the whole time. This excited me for my journey, but I couldn't help but be nervous as hell. DMT isn't something I take lightly, and after a few bumpy rides it becomes a particularly nerve wracking experience, but this is the path I have chosen, and it has rewarded me far more than it has punished me, so pushing on is the only real option.
As her trip subsided, Mrs Purges opened her eyes and smiled at me, it had been beyond words but she felt fantastic and had gained alot from the experience, we talked for a bit and I told her that I would rather not have a sitter for my journey, I am used to smoking alone and it feels a bit weird having somebody watch me while I undergo these experiences.
Now was my turn, Mrs Purges gathered herself and went downstairs to grab a drink and play with the cats, while I steadied myself and raised the pipe to my mouth. BADUM BADUM BADUM BADUM, my heart beat faster and faster, I took a few deep breaths, calmed myself further and flicked the switch on my lighter, thick, dense clouds of vapor surged through the Genie. I inhaled the whole dose in under ten seconds and by the time I put the pipe down by my side it was already coming on STRONG :shock: waves of color rolled over me, engulfed me and dissolved my being, profound insights and thoughts cascaded through me until I was just a node in a profound circuit board of light. Whatever was left of me was tumbling, falling, flying through the space.
The colors I remember were reds and greens. Then coughing. I coughed / threw up a lot of clear, gelatinous, sticky ectoplasm? It stuck to my fingers, made strings when I spread my fingers, and slid about, it was very strange to play with. I became quite fixated with it. This has happened to me once before with Changa, on one of my first experiences, with an unweighed and high dose - except last time the goo was more of an orangey color. While this was happening, what was surging through me was "This is physical proof of the other side, do not forget this" for a moment, I was covered in goo, and I started to come down.
My fingers were still sticky. I coughed up another load of strange clear goo. As I came down further, the usual incomplete questions started trickling out of my mouth "What the?!... How?!... Nah... He He He... But.." the bedroom door opened a crack and a familiar face poked her head around the corner.
"Are you alright Purgey?" she said. I must have been making a bit of noise, and she came up to check on me.
"Um, holy f£$% that was a BIG one sweety... Yeah, I'm alright, I needed that, it's been a while coming. Don't come any closer though, i'm covered in... stuff... Here, look, there's this goo that came... out... of... me..." she grimaced, but didn't seem too surprised that I had spewed something on myself :lol: I lay there with my eyes still flickering and rolling a little, enjoying the afterglow, and slowly reassembling my mind. I felt absolutely cleansed and bright as a button, but was still tripping significantly, which I didn't notice until trying to stand up and finding that my mental faculties were far from back to normal.
Mrs Purges turned on the shower and I staggered in, giggling to myself and thanking her for her kindness.
What the hell happened to me?! Whatever it was, I still feel on top of the world two days later.
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and, most interesting! Any thoughts on what it may be? There was quite a lot of it, and it seemed to be more than just phlegm :want:
