EmeraldAtomiser
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Changa Trip Report
Blend:0.5g caapi leaf
0.3gGotu Kola
0.2gCalea Zacatechichi
1.11gDMT (~50%)
0.13gHarmalas
Caapi leaf, damiana & Pau D'Arco infused IPA
This was made February 2025 and has been in a sealed glass container in the dark.
Dose:Unknown (unfortunately the batteries in my scale were dead) I put a pinch in the bowl and strapped my courage to the mast.
Route of Administration: Smoking in glass pipe
Age: 54
Sex: Male
Height: 175cm / 5'9”
Weight: 70Kg / 154lb
Date: 31st January 2025
Location: My living room. UK
Background
I have done several Ayahuasca journeys, including 2 nights solo.I have done 3 mushroom journeys, 10.5g 7.5g and 5g all solo.
I have done one MDMA solo journey.
I have smoked changa/enhanced leaf numerous times, but never ceremonially, but I have not done any psychedelics in a little over a year.
I haven't smoalked in around a year, as I have not been in the headspace. Too much weed and alcohol, combined with incessant poisoning of my consciousness with world events on the internet, filling me with impotent rage.
My recent fast and carnivore diet experience has acted as an excellent reset, stopping the weed and daily alcohol, and lifting the veil of darkness that covers me when smoking weed all the time.
I have got back into my yoga practice, and started doing some chakra meditation, and felt it was time to sample a changa blend I had made in Feb2025, but had never tried. I usually make 25-30% blends, as the full-monty stuff gives me the willies.
I had eaten a pizza around 1.30pm, and had a Wray & Nephew and Coke around 5, but nothing else apart from water.
At about 8.30pm I began to prepare myself. I played this
Oh well. This was not going to derail my plans, so I decided to simply trust the process, put a pinch into the bowl, and went into the living room.
(Disclaimer: Don't do what I do, or what I say. Assess your own risk, use your brain and your judgement, and accept the possible risks as you see them. Yes, what I was planning to do, not weighing out a dose of 50%changa, carries risks, but I have experienced blackouts and incapacitation on high dose before (including convulsing my first time, as I had no idea what this substance was going to do, but did have people around that time), but have never felt or been sick. Not to say it couldn't happen, but I am happy with my risk assessment.
I lit a charcoal disk and sprinkled some Cernunnos incense ('To attune to Cernunnos and the animal realm. It may be especially inspirational to men who want to get in touch with their own inner masculine power to care and nurture') Star Child Cernunnos
I sat cross-legged, spine straight and back against the sofa, so if I did fall over it would not be onto my back, and did around ten minutes of meditation on my chakras, using ujjayi pranayama, seeing the colour of each in my mind as I focused on it.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the pipe in front of me, and accepted it as the handle on the door to the realm.
At this point, I heard music coming from the flat below, not loud, but enough to intrude into my brain, so I decided to put my headphones on, switching to this track which I tend to play when smoalking
I took the pipe in my hand and set my intention. I asked the molecule to assist me in keeping to my new-found motivation to stay on the mat and bring my knowledge and experience of Ashtanga yoga to those who it may help (It is a truly incredible system that not only rebuilt my body following a motorbike crash, but opened the door to honest self realisation in my brain) and to bring my feminine and masculine more into balance.
I started a timer, picked up the lighter, sparked the flame, and brought it towards the bowl, inhaling slow and deep as I saw the glow take hold.
Before my lungs were half full, I began to hear the familiar ringing, and remember thinking that usually doesn't happen until I exhale. Oh boy, here we go.
I kept inhaling until full, put the pipe down, holding the inhale as long as comfortable, then exhaled.
I was concentrating on trying to stay present, and the room began to change, the molecule bringing what I can only describe as a kind of Egyptian vibe, which is where I tend to stay with weaker blends. My last conscious thought was that maybe the potency of the blend had been diminished by the year that had passed since its creation, then.....blackout.
When I came back to consciousness, I was totally disoriented, the music pouring into my brain (I was finding the headphone experience a bit too much, but didn't want to take them off and be in silence, so I kept them on), with incredible visuals, beautifully rounded, floating before my closed eyes.
It took a little time for me to understand what it was that was happening, what I had undertaken, and I felt the urge to go up to my bed and curl up, as I have done previously when overwhelmed, but resisted this, remembering that I was trying to stay present, and stayed seated, opening my eyes and managing to check the times, seeing ten minutes had passed.
With my eyes open, the visuals were less intense, but somehow more difficult to deal with, so I closed my eyes again, marvelling at what I was being shown. I remember saying 'Holy Shit', or words to that effect, many times, swaying backwards and forwards as my brain tried to comprehend the incomprehensible.
When I was able to, I opened my eyes and the Egyptian feel was no longer there, but sweet baby Jaysus, I was absolutely tripping balls! My only other experience of this level was after I returned from the ether on 10.5gmushrooms.
I realised I was feeling a little chilly (no blanket to hand. Poor preparation!), and thoughts of my bed returned, but I made my way upstairs (with difficulty), grabbed my duvet and returned to the sofa, balls still fully tripping.
Around 20minutesafter blast off, the visuals were just in the background, and I was capable of thinking about moving, with thought of food and another bath, but I discovered my body was not interested, and I stayed under the duvet, enjoying the afterglow for another 5 minutes or so.
I got up, went to run the bath, and got some chicken massman curry and jasmine rice I'd made, and devoured the plate, making all kinds of noises associated with really enjoying eating.
Stomach full, I climbed into the bath, savouring the warmth, my mind trying to process what had happened, with the occasional 'holy shit' popping out of my mouth.
When dried off and in my onesie, I sat on the sofa and thought about the experience.
I was somewhatdisappointed I had lost so much time, and didn't immediately feel that I had brought anything conscious back with regard to my intention.
When smoalking, I have never experienced any entities, or been transported to other dimensions, that I can recall. But, like I say, even when I have weighed a 'breakthrough' dose, I lose recollection, so who knows where I have been or seen, but then, I suppose, consciously, that is the same as not have been there.
I am going to experiment with ~30% blends, but smoked as a joint, so I can work my way up gradually, and see if I can't get to a conscious breakthrough. My issue is that, when I get to a certain depth, I seem to have a real aversion to smoalking more, and can't bring myself to do it. Maybe the fear of the breakthrough is blocking me?
I shall do some more research and report back!
Happy new year to all the wonderful folk in this community.
Peace and love to you all.
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