I'm a man of few words.
Saturday, October 24th, 2010 was, up until this point, the most significant and life changing day of my life. It was the first time I consumed Psilocybin mushrooms. Every bout of depression and anxiety that had plagued me my entire life suddenly revealed itself in my mind, seeming meaningless, even nonexistent. For the first time in my life, I felt freedom from the mental health problems that are a part of me (and still are). I woke up the next morning feeling like I never have before: optimistic, rejuvenated, ready to finally face life for the first time.
Since then, I've used entheogens to look deeper into myself, to dig up emotions, bad memories, fears, face them, and expel them. I have not "figured out life" (who has?), but the substances I've indulged in have brought me further and further to an understanding of who I am as a human being and what my place in this world is. I've wanted to take the next step for a long time: DMT. Unfortunately, I was never able to find any, or even really associate with any people who took the concept of entheogens seriously. The only crowd I've ever been involved with who knows what DMT is, let alone has used hallucinogens in general, are the stereotypical 20somethings who think "soul seeking" is loading up on ecstasy and listening to dubstep.
About a year ago, I met someone who shared many of my views, and was a regular user of DMT. He was older than me and the other "soul seekers" that I've encountered, an attribute that I mistook for maturity. He told me that he and I were alike, that I deserved to indulge in DMT, and told me that he would teach me the art of extracting this substance.
The red flag was when he offered to sell me some of the substance at an exorbitant price (won't go into details, I know the forum rules). Pretty ironic for a "soul seeker" who only extracts DMT for "personal and spiritual use" to try to make some money off of this substance. I ordered the necessary supplies, and after months of waiting and waiting, the time had come. We began the extraction process, and I was to obtain the finished product a few days later than my friend.
And that was that. No phone calls were returned for a few weeks. Finally I got a hold of him, and he said that "he can't associate with me anymore, because of personal issues in his life." Whether or not this is true, I will never know. However, if his original intention was to basically rob me, I would have liked to have known. All in all, I lose a pound of MHRB, a few pounds of NaOH, safety equipment, syringes and turkey basters, and some other miscellaneous items I don't remember, not to mention the hours and hours I spent driving back and forth to participate in this.
So,
I'll be the first to say it: I'm a complete idiot for trusting someone like this. However, I don't regret the experience. It confirmed the nagging thought in the back of my mind that this path is one that must be taken alone. I have stopped seeking like minded people, and if someone does mention hallucinogenic drugs to me, it's usually in the context of getting as messed up as humanly possible rather than seeking legitimate answers to legitimate questions.
If something has to be done right, you have to do it yourself. I've come here to continue learning, and eventually be able to do an extractions myself instead of depending on someone else to do it for me. I've lurked on this board before, but have never made an account. It's like no other place on the internet; a tiny community of people who are legitimately like minded. It's almost like a sanctuary in a way...
I know the basic teks but have never actually tried one. I hope that during my time on these boards, I can better learn, and eventually succeed in an extraction, and then share my experiences with others who will appreciate them, rather than accuse me of being a "drug addict" (one of the many reasons that I keep my use of these substances somewhat secretive, as my true intentions never have been taken seriously by those around me). I hope that I can both learn and contribute here, and eventually be able to have another experience that I will never forget.
Thanks for your time.
Saturday, October 24th, 2010 was, up until this point, the most significant and life changing day of my life. It was the first time I consumed Psilocybin mushrooms. Every bout of depression and anxiety that had plagued me my entire life suddenly revealed itself in my mind, seeming meaningless, even nonexistent. For the first time in my life, I felt freedom from the mental health problems that are a part of me (and still are). I woke up the next morning feeling like I never have before: optimistic, rejuvenated, ready to finally face life for the first time.
Since then, I've used entheogens to look deeper into myself, to dig up emotions, bad memories, fears, face them, and expel them. I have not "figured out life" (who has?), but the substances I've indulged in have brought me further and further to an understanding of who I am as a human being and what my place in this world is. I've wanted to take the next step for a long time: DMT. Unfortunately, I was never able to find any, or even really associate with any people who took the concept of entheogens seriously. The only crowd I've ever been involved with who knows what DMT is, let alone has used hallucinogens in general, are the stereotypical 20somethings who think "soul seeking" is loading up on ecstasy and listening to dubstep.
About a year ago, I met someone who shared many of my views, and was a regular user of DMT. He was older than me and the other "soul seekers" that I've encountered, an attribute that I mistook for maturity. He told me that he and I were alike, that I deserved to indulge in DMT, and told me that he would teach me the art of extracting this substance.
The red flag was when he offered to sell me some of the substance at an exorbitant price (won't go into details, I know the forum rules). Pretty ironic for a "soul seeker" who only extracts DMT for "personal and spiritual use" to try to make some money off of this substance. I ordered the necessary supplies, and after months of waiting and waiting, the time had come. We began the extraction process, and I was to obtain the finished product a few days later than my friend.
And that was that. No phone calls were returned for a few weeks. Finally I got a hold of him, and he said that "he can't associate with me anymore, because of personal issues in his life." Whether or not this is true, I will never know. However, if his original intention was to basically rob me, I would have liked to have known. All in all, I lose a pound of MHRB, a few pounds of NaOH, safety equipment, syringes and turkey basters, and some other miscellaneous items I don't remember, not to mention the hours and hours I spent driving back and forth to participate in this.
So,
I'll be the first to say it: I'm a complete idiot for trusting someone like this. However, I don't regret the experience. It confirmed the nagging thought in the back of my mind that this path is one that must be taken alone. I have stopped seeking like minded people, and if someone does mention hallucinogenic drugs to me, it's usually in the context of getting as messed up as humanly possible rather than seeking legitimate answers to legitimate questions.
If something has to be done right, you have to do it yourself. I've come here to continue learning, and eventually be able to do an extractions myself instead of depending on someone else to do it for me. I've lurked on this board before, but have never made an account. It's like no other place on the internet; a tiny community of people who are legitimately like minded. It's almost like a sanctuary in a way...
I know the basic teks but have never actually tried one. I hope that during my time on these boards, I can better learn, and eventually succeed in an extraction, and then share my experiences with others who will appreciate them, rather than accuse me of being a "drug addict" (one of the many reasons that I keep my use of these substances somewhat secretive, as my true intentions never have been taken seriously by those around me). I hope that I can both learn and contribute here, and eventually be able to have another experience that I will never forget.
Thanks for your time.
