Cryptotryptamine
Rising Star
This isn't my first Introduction Essay thread, but I haven't posted in a while because I've been pretty active (i.e., not really using the computer) and I can't post this anywhere else that I think would be more suitable, so this'll have to do. This is a report for a trip I had two days ago.
I had been in Las Vegas (for family, still only 19 years old :S) for a few days and I got home around 10:30 PM on Wednesday, but my parents are staying in Nevada for a little while longer. I had been wanting to have a heavy, reality-bending trip after I got back to my empty house after exploring Sin City very high and a bit drunk but without any other drugs and nothing but Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas on my mind, but it ended up taking much longer to get home than I had expected and I had pretty much abandoned this plan. I had a friend, T, over to smoke a bowl to just chill and relax, but after a while we started talking about rolling and I talked myself into taking two tabs that I already in my possession. These tabs are the very unique ones I mentioned in my original post here (My Story - Introduction Essay - Welcome to the DMT-Nexus), but if you don't want to look through that, the short version is that they have a very floaty euphoric aspect and give you a very clear head, and after the first few hours of the roll, they start to become very psychedelic. The visuals are not necessarily more complex than other psychedelics I've taken, but they are more real-world based (objects morphing into creatures, etc.), and they happen to be my favorite tab I've taken, so it was very easy to talk myself into taking them on a night when I had already planned to trip hard but then had to cancel.
I spent the majority of what I call the "roll phase" (the first few hours after taking the tabs) with T, just hanging out and smoking, until I dropped him off about an hour before the "trip phase" (the last few hours) kicked in. I decided that now that I wasn't as worn out as I had been before, I could probably find at least one other thing to mix into the trip, so I called up another friend, S, to pick up some acid. I had a lot of money leftover from the vacation, so I decided to buy twenty hits so I could take a few of them and hold on to the rest (which I probably wouldn't have done if I wasn't rolling, but whatever). I smoked with S and her boyfriend F for a while and S mentioned how she wants to see someone go nuts with this acid (which is REALLY potent) and take an extremely large dose just to see what happens. We laughed at how insane that would be, and I noticed that the tab visuals were starting to kick in, so I made my way back to my house. By the time I got there, I was starting to see patterns on the walls and trees flattening out and morphing into giant entities, so I decided that it was time to dose. I pulled out the sheet to break off as many hits as I wanted to take, but as I looked at it, all I could think about was the conversation we'd had at S's apartment. I have to imagine that I would have made a better judgment call if I wasn't so out of it already, but at the time, mainly what was going through my head was "A large dose just to see what happens... that sounds like fun....". I poured myself a glass of orange juice, got on my bed, and placed the entire sheet on my tongue.
Instantly, the patterning I was already getting from the tabs became much stronger, and I felt like my world was starting to break apart. This was going to be a heavy one, and there was no turning back at that point. I kept the sheet in my mouth for as long as I could, then chewed it up and swallowed it in pieces. My memory of the next several hours is completely distorted, and doesn't really make much logical sense, if any. I recall standing at the beginning of the hall that leads to my room. I walked down the hall and into the room, but something seemed wrong, although I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Maybe I should do it again? BAM! Suddenly I'm back at the beginning of the hall again, but this doesn't seem odd to me at the time. I walk the same path but it still doesn't feel right. Why isn't this working out? Let's give it another shot. BAM! This time I noticed a transition from being in the room to back at the beginning of the hall. I can't really describe it, but I travelled through some sort of portal to get there. As I walked toward my room again, I noticed that there were people in it already. Completely, 100% real-looking girls that were all wearing very trippy clothes. They placed themselves around the room in positions that seemed random at first, but upon second glance actually formed intricate patterns. I reached out to one of them, but the room suddenly melted around me and I began falling down a spiralling tunnel of ancient statues. Slowly, my visual input started making less and less sense, and eventually all I could see was the girls who had been in my room, but not in a way that really... "makes sense". One of the girls began to stare directly at me and I wondered why, but slowly I could feel my conciousness slipping. Who was this girl? Who am I? Why is she looking at me? I moved my arm to do something, but was instantly distracted - the girl had moved her arm in the same way. Was that supposed to happen? It feels like it was.... Wait, am I looking in a mirror? Slowly I began to reassemble what I was "seeing" into a picture that actually made sense. That's right, I'm at a party, but what was I doing again? Oh, I'm in the bathroom... that explains it! In the mirror I see more girls still, I guess we're all in the bathroom together. But as I look at them, I begin to notice that I can feel them moving, too. No, more than that. I'm making them move! A huge rush of euphoria hits me and I begin to feel as though I'm inhabiting multiple bodies at the same time. The bathroom I'm in is still twisted and warped, and I start moving each body at the same time to form patterns just as the girls had when I had seem them in my room. After this I walked out of the bathroom to resume the party, now oblivious to the fact that I wasn't even in reality anymore.
I moved through many dream sequences like this, and eventually I started to remember that I was tripping. I convinced myself that it was at least about fourteen hours after I had taken the acid, and that my trip should be starting to wind down by now, as evidenced by my memory returning. It was quite a shock when I decided to check more thoroughly and realized that it had only been about five hours! It wasn't that my trip was coming down, not even close. I was just starting to come out of the out-of-body experience that had been caused by the initial wave. I had never experienced time dilation so severe as this, and it completely blew my mind. I remembered that I still had some weed to smoke, so I loaded a bowl for myself. Shortly after smoking this, I sat down on the couch in my living room and feel into the "background" of reality. That is to say, everything melted around me and I entered a more realistic version of the stereotypical acid cartoon sequence. This started to get extremely intense after a while, and I ended up back at the point where my visual input didn't make sense. I felt my body disappear and I convinced myself that I must have died, either by the acid making the tabs too powerful and causing a bad reaction or the acid having not really been LSD. My normal perception of reality entirely ceased and I felt as though I became the neurons that were running my brain. I understood the electrical signals that were being transmitted between them, and I could even interpret what kind of data was being sent. This was the most peaceful moment of my life, and it lasted an eternity.
At the end of this infinity, I started to come out of it and noticed that it actually had been enough time for the trip to start coming down from the plateau a bit. I went back out into my living room and smoked some more weed to get the most out of what was still left. I put on an hour long rave mix that a friend of mine made pretty recently and started to stomp around to it, and got one of my favorite hallucinations of all. I was dancing, and because those tabs were still running, I felt as though all of my movements were perfectly calculated and being pulled off effortlessly. I got so into the music that I began to feel as though I was in a music video, and a bunch of imaginary ravers started materializing around me. Just I had done many times throughout this trip this far, I began to control the movement of everyone around me as well as my own, and that completed the feeling. I WAS in a music video! I kept this up until I got too tired and had to take a break, and I'll most certainly never forget how amazing it felt. Eventually, T came back over, as did three other friends, and we all just partied (and I even took another tab at one point, but it wasn't the same ones - it seemed more than likely MDA, based on the changes I noticed and what T noticed from it) until I finally passed out, about eighteen hours after original taking the acid. During the entire come down I was still seeing my thoughts blend over into reality and getting all kind of crazy, complex 3D visuals. Now that I've had a day or so to recover, I can most assuredly say that this was the most amazing trip of my life. It was both amazingly, hedonistically fun and extremely spiritual. If you've managed to read this far, thanks for listening! I just had to share this experience, it was too wonderful not to talk about. And now, I'll finish off with this picture I made to represent the bathroom scene!
On DeviantART: Group Mentality (more pictures to come, especially from this trip!)
EDIT: Here's another one I did, this one's pretty simple. It's something that "happened" when I sat on the couch once, when I started moving through really trippy sequences.
Lost in Thought
I had been in Las Vegas (for family, still only 19 years old :S) for a few days and I got home around 10:30 PM on Wednesday, but my parents are staying in Nevada for a little while longer. I had been wanting to have a heavy, reality-bending trip after I got back to my empty house after exploring Sin City very high and a bit drunk but without any other drugs and nothing but Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas on my mind, but it ended up taking much longer to get home than I had expected and I had pretty much abandoned this plan. I had a friend, T, over to smoke a bowl to just chill and relax, but after a while we started talking about rolling and I talked myself into taking two tabs that I already in my possession. These tabs are the very unique ones I mentioned in my original post here (My Story - Introduction Essay - Welcome to the DMT-Nexus), but if you don't want to look through that, the short version is that they have a very floaty euphoric aspect and give you a very clear head, and after the first few hours of the roll, they start to become very psychedelic. The visuals are not necessarily more complex than other psychedelics I've taken, but they are more real-world based (objects morphing into creatures, etc.), and they happen to be my favorite tab I've taken, so it was very easy to talk myself into taking them on a night when I had already planned to trip hard but then had to cancel.
I spent the majority of what I call the "roll phase" (the first few hours after taking the tabs) with T, just hanging out and smoking, until I dropped him off about an hour before the "trip phase" (the last few hours) kicked in. I decided that now that I wasn't as worn out as I had been before, I could probably find at least one other thing to mix into the trip, so I called up another friend, S, to pick up some acid. I had a lot of money leftover from the vacation, so I decided to buy twenty hits so I could take a few of them and hold on to the rest (which I probably wouldn't have done if I wasn't rolling, but whatever). I smoked with S and her boyfriend F for a while and S mentioned how she wants to see someone go nuts with this acid (which is REALLY potent) and take an extremely large dose just to see what happens. We laughed at how insane that would be, and I noticed that the tab visuals were starting to kick in, so I made my way back to my house. By the time I got there, I was starting to see patterns on the walls and trees flattening out and morphing into giant entities, so I decided that it was time to dose. I pulled out the sheet to break off as many hits as I wanted to take, but as I looked at it, all I could think about was the conversation we'd had at S's apartment. I have to imagine that I would have made a better judgment call if I wasn't so out of it already, but at the time, mainly what was going through my head was "A large dose just to see what happens... that sounds like fun....". I poured myself a glass of orange juice, got on my bed, and placed the entire sheet on my tongue.
Instantly, the patterning I was already getting from the tabs became much stronger, and I felt like my world was starting to break apart. This was going to be a heavy one, and there was no turning back at that point. I kept the sheet in my mouth for as long as I could, then chewed it up and swallowed it in pieces. My memory of the next several hours is completely distorted, and doesn't really make much logical sense, if any. I recall standing at the beginning of the hall that leads to my room. I walked down the hall and into the room, but something seemed wrong, although I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Maybe I should do it again? BAM! Suddenly I'm back at the beginning of the hall again, but this doesn't seem odd to me at the time. I walk the same path but it still doesn't feel right. Why isn't this working out? Let's give it another shot. BAM! This time I noticed a transition from being in the room to back at the beginning of the hall. I can't really describe it, but I travelled through some sort of portal to get there. As I walked toward my room again, I noticed that there were people in it already. Completely, 100% real-looking girls that were all wearing very trippy clothes. They placed themselves around the room in positions that seemed random at first, but upon second glance actually formed intricate patterns. I reached out to one of them, but the room suddenly melted around me and I began falling down a spiralling tunnel of ancient statues. Slowly, my visual input started making less and less sense, and eventually all I could see was the girls who had been in my room, but not in a way that really... "makes sense". One of the girls began to stare directly at me and I wondered why, but slowly I could feel my conciousness slipping. Who was this girl? Who am I? Why is she looking at me? I moved my arm to do something, but was instantly distracted - the girl had moved her arm in the same way. Was that supposed to happen? It feels like it was.... Wait, am I looking in a mirror? Slowly I began to reassemble what I was "seeing" into a picture that actually made sense. That's right, I'm at a party, but what was I doing again? Oh, I'm in the bathroom... that explains it! In the mirror I see more girls still, I guess we're all in the bathroom together. But as I look at them, I begin to notice that I can feel them moving, too. No, more than that. I'm making them move! A huge rush of euphoria hits me and I begin to feel as though I'm inhabiting multiple bodies at the same time. The bathroom I'm in is still twisted and warped, and I start moving each body at the same time to form patterns just as the girls had when I had seem them in my room. After this I walked out of the bathroom to resume the party, now oblivious to the fact that I wasn't even in reality anymore.
I moved through many dream sequences like this, and eventually I started to remember that I was tripping. I convinced myself that it was at least about fourteen hours after I had taken the acid, and that my trip should be starting to wind down by now, as evidenced by my memory returning. It was quite a shock when I decided to check more thoroughly and realized that it had only been about five hours! It wasn't that my trip was coming down, not even close. I was just starting to come out of the out-of-body experience that had been caused by the initial wave. I had never experienced time dilation so severe as this, and it completely blew my mind. I remembered that I still had some weed to smoke, so I loaded a bowl for myself. Shortly after smoking this, I sat down on the couch in my living room and feel into the "background" of reality. That is to say, everything melted around me and I entered a more realistic version of the stereotypical acid cartoon sequence. This started to get extremely intense after a while, and I ended up back at the point where my visual input didn't make sense. I felt my body disappear and I convinced myself that I must have died, either by the acid making the tabs too powerful and causing a bad reaction or the acid having not really been LSD. My normal perception of reality entirely ceased and I felt as though I became the neurons that were running my brain. I understood the electrical signals that were being transmitted between them, and I could even interpret what kind of data was being sent. This was the most peaceful moment of my life, and it lasted an eternity.
At the end of this infinity, I started to come out of it and noticed that it actually had been enough time for the trip to start coming down from the plateau a bit. I went back out into my living room and smoked some more weed to get the most out of what was still left. I put on an hour long rave mix that a friend of mine made pretty recently and started to stomp around to it, and got one of my favorite hallucinations of all. I was dancing, and because those tabs were still running, I felt as though all of my movements were perfectly calculated and being pulled off effortlessly. I got so into the music that I began to feel as though I was in a music video, and a bunch of imaginary ravers started materializing around me. Just I had done many times throughout this trip this far, I began to control the movement of everyone around me as well as my own, and that completed the feeling. I WAS in a music video! I kept this up until I got too tired and had to take a break, and I'll most certainly never forget how amazing it felt. Eventually, T came back over, as did three other friends, and we all just partied (and I even took another tab at one point, but it wasn't the same ones - it seemed more than likely MDA, based on the changes I noticed and what T noticed from it) until I finally passed out, about eighteen hours after original taking the acid. During the entire come down I was still seeing my thoughts blend over into reality and getting all kind of crazy, complex 3D visuals. Now that I've had a day or so to recover, I can most assuredly say that this was the most amazing trip of my life. It was both amazingly, hedonistically fun and extremely spiritual. If you've managed to read this far, thanks for listening! I just had to share this experience, it was too wonderful not to talk about. And now, I'll finish off with this picture I made to represent the bathroom scene!
On DeviantART: Group Mentality (more pictures to come, especially from this trip!)
EDIT: Here's another one I did, this one's pretty simple. It's something that "happened" when I sat on the couch once, when I started moving through really trippy sequences.
Lost in Thought