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Rising Star
Last meal was linens soup with a bit of pasta about the day before lunch.
Cooked the drinks about 11 hours, until about 1 o'clock at night.
8:30am rue in the kitchen
9:00 mimosa in the chair in my room
Immediately after swallowing (large cup) brief reflex-like gagging.
The amount to be drunk was too much in volume too!
Beside my excitement, I feel first signs of warmth rising in the neck. The individual chakras occasionally announce themselves through convulsions. Then starts the sound in my ears which I assign to the DMT. A kind of drilling noise - strongly interfering vibrations. Later I also listen briefly to bells and other sounds which I find however cheap. High tinnitus-like vibrations are also occasionally present.
All the time my mind is in the increasing turmoil trying to make the decision how long I should keep the stuff in or whether I should puke at all. The bucket is ready! Occasionally I look at the clock and at 9:35 I decide spontaneously because of the intensity and its constant further increase to vomit. At first I think that it is, as usual, not easy, but then everything comes out! Try to empty the stomach content thoroughly.
"From now comes recovery" I think but that was only the beginning!
I switch off the light.
Put the vomit away and go to bed now. Still with Mickey Mouse on the ears.
The spectacle takes until 12 o'clock (2.5-3 hours!). Have visuals, also a skull, on which I am however because of the general intensity not so concentrated. I begin to negatively evaluate the whole experience and defend myself against the situation. With the eyes closed, the DMT seems to get really in motion it seems to me that the waking state is a kind of screensaver. However, all human relationships do not come to any new knowledge. Occasionally I think of a new try to vomit but my mind beckons - it's all outside.
I look more and more often at the clock - when is it finally over? Fears that it will not stop or even worse. I experience the last glaring thrust between quarter past eleven and half past twelve.
Sleeping is not possible, there is no escape! Somehow I develop a kind of strategy to keep up with the intensity. My power for knowledge has long been used up. My imagination looks a snake. A hostile being. I feel that I voluntarily try to put the experiment into it. Try to even imagine her with her eggs so I can see her from an amiable side. Does not work! By the way, the skull had teeth as soon as I wondered if he was really so unanimed immediately began to attack me - dynamically. The skull was a small visual. The serpent was pure imagination.
In combination with the sound you actually have the impression to be in the heart of the jungle. DMT does not seem strange to me and yet the dose is overwhelming! Again and again I am busy breathing. When fear arises, I provoke them, they do not increase!
I am suffering, and I am more aware that it will fade away again.
In the future, I first research the possibilities of DMT to consume without the puke. Pharmahuasca or just smoke?
The REMOVED for the one-person kit usually always 4g rue. With me it was 8! In addition, he says that the nausea comes from the Rue. I do not know if I was sick. The puke set me just set & setting completely broken. It's just not comfortable! In addition, I have calculated that it could have been up to 180mg DMT. There were 18g Mimosa. Why I missed the dose has different reasons.
First of all there is very much to research with two substances. Then the stuff comes in gram sachets and there are few details. What is often found is the listing of DMT doses in mg. Then there would still be the winter depression which is always difficult to tackle new things. Perhaps I thought synonymous to the version with vomiting I only once to pull through anyway.
It was clearly a big mistake to simply follow the dose REMOVED!
He could have confused even completely different bags ...
DMT seems to me to be indeed a physical substance - in contrast to LSD for example.
Let me know that the pineal gland has since become a little more responsive. Note this at noon sleep.
The dose was initially so high that I could hardly find peace to enjoy the opportunity to look through the third eye. My body was nervously long time on a high alert level.
Perhaps 10-20% have been missing to unconsciousness. And this for almost three hours.
Meanwhile I know for sure that I want to try DMT again.
And I know that you always have to touch the right dose.
MOD EDIT: No discussion on selling, buying, sourcing, acquiring, pricing, trading, receiving, distributing, mentioning pending deliveries or smuggling of drugs
(and don't buy Ayahuasca kits and expect miracles)
Cooked the drinks about 11 hours, until about 1 o'clock at night.
8:30am rue in the kitchen
9:00 mimosa in the chair in my room
Immediately after swallowing (large cup) brief reflex-like gagging.
The amount to be drunk was too much in volume too!
Beside my excitement, I feel first signs of warmth rising in the neck. The individual chakras occasionally announce themselves through convulsions. Then starts the sound in my ears which I assign to the DMT. A kind of drilling noise - strongly interfering vibrations. Later I also listen briefly to bells and other sounds which I find however cheap. High tinnitus-like vibrations are also occasionally present.
All the time my mind is in the increasing turmoil trying to make the decision how long I should keep the stuff in or whether I should puke at all. The bucket is ready! Occasionally I look at the clock and at 9:35 I decide spontaneously because of the intensity and its constant further increase to vomit. At first I think that it is, as usual, not easy, but then everything comes out! Try to empty the stomach content thoroughly.
"From now comes recovery" I think but that was only the beginning!
I switch off the light.
Put the vomit away and go to bed now. Still with Mickey Mouse on the ears.
The spectacle takes until 12 o'clock (2.5-3 hours!). Have visuals, also a skull, on which I am however because of the general intensity not so concentrated. I begin to negatively evaluate the whole experience and defend myself against the situation. With the eyes closed, the DMT seems to get really in motion it seems to me that the waking state is a kind of screensaver. However, all human relationships do not come to any new knowledge. Occasionally I think of a new try to vomit but my mind beckons - it's all outside.
I look more and more often at the clock - when is it finally over? Fears that it will not stop or even worse. I experience the last glaring thrust between quarter past eleven and half past twelve.
Sleeping is not possible, there is no escape! Somehow I develop a kind of strategy to keep up with the intensity. My power for knowledge has long been used up. My imagination looks a snake. A hostile being. I feel that I voluntarily try to put the experiment into it. Try to even imagine her with her eggs so I can see her from an amiable side. Does not work! By the way, the skull had teeth as soon as I wondered if he was really so unanimed immediately began to attack me - dynamically. The skull was a small visual. The serpent was pure imagination.
In combination with the sound you actually have the impression to be in the heart of the jungle. DMT does not seem strange to me and yet the dose is overwhelming! Again and again I am busy breathing. When fear arises, I provoke them, they do not increase!
I am suffering, and I am more aware that it will fade away again.
In the future, I first research the possibilities of DMT to consume without the puke. Pharmahuasca or just smoke?
The REMOVED for the one-person kit usually always 4g rue. With me it was 8! In addition, he says that the nausea comes from the Rue. I do not know if I was sick. The puke set me just set & setting completely broken. It's just not comfortable! In addition, I have calculated that it could have been up to 180mg DMT. There were 18g Mimosa. Why I missed the dose has different reasons.
First of all there is very much to research with two substances. Then the stuff comes in gram sachets and there are few details. What is often found is the listing of DMT doses in mg. Then there would still be the winter depression which is always difficult to tackle new things. Perhaps I thought synonymous to the version with vomiting I only once to pull through anyway.
It was clearly a big mistake to simply follow the dose REMOVED!
He could have confused even completely different bags ...
DMT seems to me to be indeed a physical substance - in contrast to LSD for example.
Let me know that the pineal gland has since become a little more responsive. Note this at noon sleep.
The dose was initially so high that I could hardly find peace to enjoy the opportunity to look through the third eye. My body was nervously long time on a high alert level.
Perhaps 10-20% have been missing to unconsciousness. And this for almost three hours.
Meanwhile I know for sure that I want to try DMT again.
And I know that you always have to touch the right dose.
MOD EDIT: No discussion on selling, buying, sourcing, acquiring, pricing, trading, receiving, distributing, mentioning pending deliveries or smuggling of drugs
(and don't buy Ayahuasca kits and expect miracles)
