This won't be my best work, I just want to put something here before I fall asleep.
To start I'll explain where I stand with the molecule. I've had multiple breakthroughs from pure DMT. My last experience with the pure stuff was some form of hyperslap. I ascended past the blissful welcoming party and onto the next lesson, a zin master that was stripping me away, locked into a trip that felt like there was no coming out of. As humbling as it was, it was almost torment. I mentioned on here that I have anxiety about attempting pure DMT, not specifically because of that, but really just the intensity of the onset. It always feels like too much too fast, even though I eventually calm into what I experience as my own death, a sort of universal co-existence. I come out of the trip revitalized but confused, like the answers are there but I'm unable to grasp and hold onto them.
It was recommended that I give changa a shot. I decided to follow through. I was still very intimidated before the attempt, knowing the power of DMT I just didn't understand how the MAOI was going to slow anything down. Well, it did.
It was amazing. The first hit I felt pretty strange, it was obvious that I inhaled something with serious potential but had not yet unlocked it. Once I got a nice solid hit in the breakthrough came. I was in two worlds at once. With my eyes open all colors became vivid and objects around the room were in strange vibration, and some objects morphing almost in a way that was similar to acid. The images in the TV, cell phone and the computer all became 3 dimensional and layered, which is something I have never experienced before. It was fascinating.
When I would close my eyes that's when the unbelievable magic was happening. Any fluctuation in light/darkness around me changed the entire world. Even if I waved my hand in front my closed eyelids the world would change.
It was like an adrenaline shot of knowledge with each hit. As I started to come down I would hit the bong again, each time ascending to new levels and new lessons. It felt as if I was connected to the tree of souls in the movie Avatar. There was a very ancient feel to it, with many levels that answered all my questions concerning existence.
At one point I realized how wonderful it felt to stretch my body. It was like energy running through me and with each stretch it intensified the trip more. I was practically doing yoga on the floor of my living room.
I didn't stop until all the changa I made was gone. The total time smoalking and tripping might have lasted a couple hours. I'm still not sure if that's normal or not. I wanted the trip to last as long as possible.
I never understood music like shpongle until I listened to it while smoking changa. It was far too intense with pure dmt alone. It was absolutely perfect with this.
In conclusion, Changa has been everything I've been looking for. The entire time it felt like the greatest discovery, to not only me, but mankind. It felt as significant as the first man on the moon, or if I was the first person to discover the ruins of an ancient civilization. I can't wait to do it again. I'm excited for whatever the future has in store for me. It has motivated me beyond what I thought possible. At this point I really don't see myself smoking pure dmt alone any time in the near future. To each his own, I suppose.
To start I'll explain where I stand with the molecule. I've had multiple breakthroughs from pure DMT. My last experience with the pure stuff was some form of hyperslap. I ascended past the blissful welcoming party and onto the next lesson, a zin master that was stripping me away, locked into a trip that felt like there was no coming out of. As humbling as it was, it was almost torment. I mentioned on here that I have anxiety about attempting pure DMT, not specifically because of that, but really just the intensity of the onset. It always feels like too much too fast, even though I eventually calm into what I experience as my own death, a sort of universal co-existence. I come out of the trip revitalized but confused, like the answers are there but I'm unable to grasp and hold onto them.
It was recommended that I give changa a shot. I decided to follow through. I was still very intimidated before the attempt, knowing the power of DMT I just didn't understand how the MAOI was going to slow anything down. Well, it did.
It was amazing. The first hit I felt pretty strange, it was obvious that I inhaled something with serious potential but had not yet unlocked it. Once I got a nice solid hit in the breakthrough came. I was in two worlds at once. With my eyes open all colors became vivid and objects around the room were in strange vibration, and some objects morphing almost in a way that was similar to acid. The images in the TV, cell phone and the computer all became 3 dimensional and layered, which is something I have never experienced before. It was fascinating.
When I would close my eyes that's when the unbelievable magic was happening. Any fluctuation in light/darkness around me changed the entire world. Even if I waved my hand in front my closed eyelids the world would change.
It was like an adrenaline shot of knowledge with each hit. As I started to come down I would hit the bong again, each time ascending to new levels and new lessons. It felt as if I was connected to the tree of souls in the movie Avatar. There was a very ancient feel to it, with many levels that answered all my questions concerning existence.
At one point I realized how wonderful it felt to stretch my body. It was like energy running through me and with each stretch it intensified the trip more. I was practically doing yoga on the floor of my living room.
I didn't stop until all the changa I made was gone. The total time smoalking and tripping might have lasted a couple hours. I'm still not sure if that's normal or not. I wanted the trip to last as long as possible.
I never understood music like shpongle until I listened to it while smoking changa. It was far too intense with pure dmt alone. It was absolutely perfect with this.
In conclusion, Changa has been everything I've been looking for. The entire time it felt like the greatest discovery, to not only me, but mankind. It felt as significant as the first man on the moon, or if I was the first person to discover the ruins of an ancient civilization. I can't wait to do it again. I'm excited for whatever the future has in store for me. It has motivated me beyond what I thought possible. At this point I really don't see myself smoking pure dmt alone any time in the near future. To each his own, I suppose.

