lucious101
Rising Star
This is the first big post for me on this site so I will mix in my experience with my introduction so bear with me this might be a little long :/
First off, hello everyone
although I am new here, I am not new to dmt. After hearing about it from a friend, I spent little over a year researching it until finally extracting some myself about a month ago. My avatar shows some of my first product which is pretty yellow but I am still very proud of myself regardless.
I first started posting some of my experiences on the shroomery forums but have migrated here since dmt was the only thing I was really interested in
Anyways, before this certain experience I have smoked it a few times but always had trouble getting good hits and getting more than a few awesome visuals. After a few mistakes I finally got all the kinks worked out, unfortunately with the cost of some precious spice
Well, its around midnight and I got the wonderful idea of smoking in complete darkness, silence, and solitude. Fortunately at my parents house, in my room I have a decent size walk-in closet which worked out beautifully. No sound whatsoever and so dark that I could not tell a difference between opening my eyes and closing them.
I sat down with a bowl full of dmt resin left over from my not-so-effective trips earlier. Now at this time I was very unaware of how much more potent this resin was then normal fb spice so I wasn't expecting much. And yes, I found that out the hard way.... haha
Two ridiculously massive hits later (which I held both for about ten seconds each) everything started shooting off. I struggled to get a third one, but nailed it and held it till I oculdn't any longer.
WOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!! Off I went and rocketing speeds. Ridiculous visuals like a million different kaleidescopes all at once. I cant possible describe all I saw but Im sure you guys understand. After flying through these patterns I reach a slow halt and come to a place that looks like the inside of some crazy mechanical machine except all the parts were made of multicolored liquid. I remember slightly seeing what looked like a face hiding behind a sproket. I wanted to meet the entity sooo bad but things then took a change....
My mind felt as if it was melting. Also this sound which sounded like a low fast bubbling sound started taking my attention. It started becoming very uncomfortable and since this was something I was not prepared for (I did not know dmt trips could feel like dying at this point) and seemed to last FOREVER. I STARTED TO FREAK.
I started worrying about everything like did I overdose and was actually passing over? I knew you couldn't overdose on dmt but that seemed like the only possible explanation. I felt like I have been tripping for about an hour and I have reached a point of no return.
EVERY thought started passing through my head like what will my friends think, my parents, so much left unfinished in my life. I eventually started to try to accept it, observing more and thinking to myself "So this is what it's like to be a ghost/spirit roaming the plains of a higher existance." But the process of passing over was still waay to much to handle.
Eventually I started thinking a bit more logically and remembered where I was. In a last ditch effort to save my soul from crossing over I reached for where I thought was the door knob and ripped it open thinking I could call for help. Once I saw some light outside my closet it got a bit better. I turned on my lights and lay on my floor face down waiting for it to end. "You're just tripping, and it will all be over soon." I kept telling myself.
Eventually I came back and decided to write and reflect on it immediately.
Ever since then I have had a fear of doing dmt in complete darkness. However, recently I have been smoking in dark rooms (but not pitch black) in order to face these inner fears.
I have started meditating / blessing my spice with good thoughts and happy intentions and I am happy to say that I believe I am now ready to accept being annihilated for the purpose of being reassembled a new person.
In no way do I regret the experience (even though I was seriously 90% convinced I died) and am glad it happened. I always thought if death came to me I would be ready and accept it full on. Dmt showed me that I clearly was not ready...
I also forgot to mention that dmt is the first psychedelic I have experienced sooo ya, pretty ridiculous haha
Thanks for reading everyone and happy safe tripping
and if you haven't smoked in complete darkness, silence, and solitude, I recommend it but BE CAREFUL!!!!!!! you need to prepare yourself
First off, hello everyone
although I am new here, I am not new to dmt. After hearing about it from a friend, I spent little over a year researching it until finally extracting some myself about a month ago. My avatar shows some of my first product which is pretty yellow but I am still very proud of myself regardless.I first started posting some of my experiences on the shroomery forums but have migrated here since dmt was the only thing I was really interested in
Anyways, before this certain experience I have smoked it a few times but always had trouble getting good hits and getting more than a few awesome visuals. After a few mistakes I finally got all the kinks worked out, unfortunately with the cost of some precious spice
Well, its around midnight and I got the wonderful idea of smoking in complete darkness, silence, and solitude. Fortunately at my parents house, in my room I have a decent size walk-in closet which worked out beautifully. No sound whatsoever and so dark that I could not tell a difference between opening my eyes and closing them.
I sat down with a bowl full of dmt resin left over from my not-so-effective trips earlier. Now at this time I was very unaware of how much more potent this resin was then normal fb spice so I wasn't expecting much. And yes, I found that out the hard way.... haha
Two ridiculously massive hits later (which I held both for about ten seconds each) everything started shooting off. I struggled to get a third one, but nailed it and held it till I oculdn't any longer.
WOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!! Off I went and rocketing speeds. Ridiculous visuals like a million different kaleidescopes all at once. I cant possible describe all I saw but Im sure you guys understand. After flying through these patterns I reach a slow halt and come to a place that looks like the inside of some crazy mechanical machine except all the parts were made of multicolored liquid. I remember slightly seeing what looked like a face hiding behind a sproket. I wanted to meet the entity sooo bad but things then took a change....
My mind felt as if it was melting. Also this sound which sounded like a low fast bubbling sound started taking my attention. It started becoming very uncomfortable and since this was something I was not prepared for (I did not know dmt trips could feel like dying at this point) and seemed to last FOREVER. I STARTED TO FREAK.
I started worrying about everything like did I overdose and was actually passing over? I knew you couldn't overdose on dmt but that seemed like the only possible explanation. I felt like I have been tripping for about an hour and I have reached a point of no return.
EVERY thought started passing through my head like what will my friends think, my parents, so much left unfinished in my life. I eventually started to try to accept it, observing more and thinking to myself "So this is what it's like to be a ghost/spirit roaming the plains of a higher existance." But the process of passing over was still waay to much to handle.
Eventually I started thinking a bit more logically and remembered where I was. In a last ditch effort to save my soul from crossing over I reached for where I thought was the door knob and ripped it open thinking I could call for help. Once I saw some light outside my closet it got a bit better. I turned on my lights and lay on my floor face down waiting for it to end. "You're just tripping, and it will all be over soon." I kept telling myself.
Eventually I came back and decided to write and reflect on it immediately.
Ever since then I have had a fear of doing dmt in complete darkness. However, recently I have been smoking in dark rooms (but not pitch black) in order to face these inner fears.
I have started meditating / blessing my spice with good thoughts and happy intentions and I am happy to say that I believe I am now ready to accept being annihilated for the purpose of being reassembled a new person.
In no way do I regret the experience (even though I was seriously 90% convinced I died) and am glad it happened. I always thought if death came to me I would be ready and accept it full on. Dmt showed me that I clearly was not ready...
I also forgot to mention that dmt is the first psychedelic I have experienced sooo ya, pretty ridiculous haha
Thanks for reading everyone and happy safe tripping
and if you haven't smoked in complete darkness, silence, and solitude, I recommend it but BE CAREFUL!!!!!!! you need to prepare yourself
