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Rising Star
Hello all, very nice website you have here. 
I was given a rather large amount of DMT from a friend recently, it's a yellow powdery substance, not sure if you have a name for that like I've seen "jungle spice" and others. My first experience he loaded a bowl for me, but his smoking instructions were off compared to what I've read around here. He just put it on top of a pinch of bud and told me to burn it. Sounded wrong to me at the time but I did it anyway.
I was laying in my room with two other people present (more were in my living room drinking but I separated myself from that setting), the guy with the DMT and a girl who I'm rather well acquainted with. I had been drinking a fair amount earlier, not the best warmup for entheogens I know, but I originally wasn't planning on taking a trip that night. I had them turn off the music in the living room because I thought it would just be distracting. My friend instead played a fairly simple melody on my keyboard, which was very calming and helped me feel calm when the effects took hold.
I almost immediately closed my eyes when I felt it kicking in and I handed off the pipe after clearing it all in two hits. I've done this every time so far, so I'm not sure what the OEVs are like when you first hit it because I immediately am lost in intense CEVs. I saw this 2D flowing fractal pattern, the "chrysanthemum" I suppose. It felt to me like someone was giving me a lightshow, the way the patterns flowed it was like someone was drawing them in my face. I saw some beautiful geometries and had some quiet and happy self revelations, sort of like a mild LSD trip. I didn't get any further though before I was back in my slightly distorted looking room.
Several hours later after sleeping off all the alcohol I decided to try again. This time I was in my room again with two different friends, one who is actually in my fraternity and trips with me a lot. I suppose I trust him in the room more than the person who supplied the substance. They were going to watch me take a trip and then they would each take one. This time my fraternity brother put on some Benny Benassi and I loaded the bowl myself. I think I used the same smoking method as before however, just applying the flame directly to the crystal as I was told to do.
WHOOOOOSH
I have no idea what happens next. Beautiful beautiful beautiful things are happening all around me. I'm dead I'm pretty sure but it doesn't really matter. I don't even know that drugs exist and that I'm on them. The music is absolutely the greatest thing ever created. I think it must be a couple minutes later that I open my eyes and see my room, which looks to me as if I was on 300 or 400 mics of LSD for the next several minutes. My friend is waving his phone (which is playing the music) around, which is giving me all kinds of tracers. I don't know who these two people in my room are. I slowly slowly come to my senses.
I come back laughing hysterically and smiling like crazy. They welcome me home and want to know what happened, it wasn't like any of the DMT trips people had been taking earlier. They watched me take the hit, comment vaguely on how horrendous it tasted, set the pipe down, and immediately FALL down into the trance. So I tell them exactly what I remember "I have no idea." I mean I guess that's not exactly what I remembered but it is definitely the gist of it. It seemed like the things I had seen do not have words to describe them. To be brutally honest, the only thing left in my memory by now is taking the hit and the next thing that happened was my friend waving his phone in front of my face when I finally open my eyes.
Even though I was pretty ecstatic when I got back they ended up putting off their DMT trip until the next morning, and theirs was not nearly as intense as mine. I think this has to do with smoking method and perhaps dosing, I lack a scale accurate in milligrams so I've just been eyeballing. Some of my other friends have shared their experiences with me but they sound very very shallow and I have a feeling they are either not breaking through and are making up the trip in their head, or maybe it's because they are shallow people in general, but I'd rather not make that judgement. I think they really might be making up the trip in their head and are taking sub-breakthrough doses. One of them said he loved how he learned to control the trip and make whatever he wants to happen happen, like a lucid dream. That doesn't sound anything like my trip, in fact I was under the impression that on DMT you have to let go and realize that you can't control it, but maybe I'm wrong.
TLDR version
My first trip I saw the chrysanthemum, my second trip I don't remember much at all but I'm fairly sure I reached breakthrough levels, seeing as how I don't remember the peak, so I was either there or very very close. I've got another attempt planned for Thursday night. I'm going to try to improve my smoking method, making an herb spice sandwich and keeping the substance from burning.
If you read my whole trip report please leave a comment, even something as simple as "good luck on your next voyage," I feel like I just typed up an essay :lol:
I was given a rather large amount of DMT from a friend recently, it's a yellow powdery substance, not sure if you have a name for that like I've seen "jungle spice" and others. My first experience he loaded a bowl for me, but his smoking instructions were off compared to what I've read around here. He just put it on top of a pinch of bud and told me to burn it. Sounded wrong to me at the time but I did it anyway.
I was laying in my room with two other people present (more were in my living room drinking but I separated myself from that setting), the guy with the DMT and a girl who I'm rather well acquainted with. I had been drinking a fair amount earlier, not the best warmup for entheogens I know, but I originally wasn't planning on taking a trip that night. I had them turn off the music in the living room because I thought it would just be distracting. My friend instead played a fairly simple melody on my keyboard, which was very calming and helped me feel calm when the effects took hold.
I almost immediately closed my eyes when I felt it kicking in and I handed off the pipe after clearing it all in two hits. I've done this every time so far, so I'm not sure what the OEVs are like when you first hit it because I immediately am lost in intense CEVs. I saw this 2D flowing fractal pattern, the "chrysanthemum" I suppose. It felt to me like someone was giving me a lightshow, the way the patterns flowed it was like someone was drawing them in my face. I saw some beautiful geometries and had some quiet and happy self revelations, sort of like a mild LSD trip. I didn't get any further though before I was back in my slightly distorted looking room.
Several hours later after sleeping off all the alcohol I decided to try again. This time I was in my room again with two different friends, one who is actually in my fraternity and trips with me a lot. I suppose I trust him in the room more than the person who supplied the substance. They were going to watch me take a trip and then they would each take one. This time my fraternity brother put on some Benny Benassi and I loaded the bowl myself. I think I used the same smoking method as before however, just applying the flame directly to the crystal as I was told to do.
WHOOOOOSH
I have no idea what happens next. Beautiful beautiful beautiful things are happening all around me. I'm dead I'm pretty sure but it doesn't really matter. I don't even know that drugs exist and that I'm on them. The music is absolutely the greatest thing ever created. I think it must be a couple minutes later that I open my eyes and see my room, which looks to me as if I was on 300 or 400 mics of LSD for the next several minutes. My friend is waving his phone (which is playing the music) around, which is giving me all kinds of tracers. I don't know who these two people in my room are. I slowly slowly come to my senses.
I come back laughing hysterically and smiling like crazy. They welcome me home and want to know what happened, it wasn't like any of the DMT trips people had been taking earlier. They watched me take the hit, comment vaguely on how horrendous it tasted, set the pipe down, and immediately FALL down into the trance. So I tell them exactly what I remember "I have no idea." I mean I guess that's not exactly what I remembered but it is definitely the gist of it. It seemed like the things I had seen do not have words to describe them. To be brutally honest, the only thing left in my memory by now is taking the hit and the next thing that happened was my friend waving his phone in front of my face when I finally open my eyes.
Even though I was pretty ecstatic when I got back they ended up putting off their DMT trip until the next morning, and theirs was not nearly as intense as mine. I think this has to do with smoking method and perhaps dosing, I lack a scale accurate in milligrams so I've just been eyeballing. Some of my other friends have shared their experiences with me but they sound very very shallow and I have a feeling they are either not breaking through and are making up the trip in their head, or maybe it's because they are shallow people in general, but I'd rather not make that judgement. I think they really might be making up the trip in their head and are taking sub-breakthrough doses. One of them said he loved how he learned to control the trip and make whatever he wants to happen happen, like a lucid dream. That doesn't sound anything like my trip, in fact I was under the impression that on DMT you have to let go and realize that you can't control it, but maybe I'm wrong.
TLDR version
My first trip I saw the chrysanthemum, my second trip I don't remember much at all but I'm fairly sure I reached breakthrough levels, seeing as how I don't remember the peak, so I was either there or very very close. I've got another attempt planned for Thursday night. I'm going to try to improve my smoking method, making an herb spice sandwich and keeping the substance from burning.
If you read my whole trip report please leave a comment, even something as simple as "good luck on your next voyage," I feel like I just typed up an essay :lol:
