ScientificMethod
The_Scientific_Method
Date: Dec 19, 2014
PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Positive. Clear. Open.
Setting (physical location): In front of my alter. Sun shining in the window. Seated at the foot of my bed with little brother.
time of day: Morning.
last meal: Fasted
PARTICIPANT
Gender: (male)
body weight: (175lb)
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): DMT
Dose(s): 50mg
Method of administration: GVG
EFFECTS
Administration time: Unknown
Duration: 7 minutes
First effects: 10 seconds (before exhalation)
Peak: 30 seconds
Come down: 4-5 minutes
Baseline: 15-20 minutes
Intensity (overall): 8/10
Assessment
Pleasantness: 4/4
Unplesantness: 2/4
Visual Intensity: 4/4
REPORT
This journey took place about three days ago. I had the day off work, and I had not taken a dose in about a week. The last one that I had taken didn't go well; I had a cold starting to come on, and I couldn't get the "key to fit in the lock" so to speak. It just didn't cause the trip, and I could feel that repeating the dose would not produce effects that I was looking for. So I decided to wait a bit and took my next one on the 19th.
I was mildly nervous going into the journey, but I think that's always the case. Overall, I was calm compared to other trips I've had. I was ready for this, and I didn't feel like it was going to be a full blast. Little brother joined me in front of the alter, but he refrained from taking a dose that day, as he wasn't feeling well--had a stomach ache, I believe.
The dose was 50mg vaporized through a GVG. The dose was taken perfectly. It took awhile to get it all in, but I got it in one breath without too much trouble. I did not feel the need to cough, but I could feel that I had "stuff" in my lungs.
I held the hit for quite awhile. If I had to guess, I'd say about 20-25 seconds, but I do not remember exhaling. The trip hit me very quickly, and although I remember when I exhaled, I don't remember the actual act. I was very deep before I let it out though, and it caught me a bit off guard. I started thinking, "It only lasts fifteen--" but then I couldn't get past there. I couldn't remember if it was 15 seconds or minutes. I repeated that a couple of times, thinking that I'd figure out if it would last fifteen minutes or seconds, but in the end this did me no good, as I didn't know the difference between the two.
I muttered to little brother, "Is everything okay out there." I was tripping very very hard and I was not physically in this world. Little brother assured me that everything was cool, and that helped me a lot. I think that I asked him that same question 3-4 times before coming out of it. I could tell he was maybe getting just a bit worried, but I was okay.
I wanted to tell him, "I think I sh*t my pants" because I did indeed think that I may have done so, but much to my relief after returning to earth, my pants were without poo.
I don't remember too much from that first part of the journey, as it was so intense, that not a lot was able to stick. I do remember passing through a tunnel, and blasting past features of prior trips. I saw this warpy, Beatle Juice looking creature (from a prior trip) as I shot past it. It was like falling through the tunnel in Alice in Wonderland.
I opened my eyes at what I thought was one minute, but I think that it was closer to 4 minutes. My hands were clasped before me, and that's all I saw. The hands were not my own. They were light white and scaled, almost like the creatures in the movie Avatar. Around my hands was all glowing blue. It was so bright that I couldn't see anything else.
When I started to come down a bit more (one minute later or so), I started to recognize the hands as my own. There was extremely intricate sacred geometry between the back of my thumbnail and my thumb joint. It was so beautiful, and when it started to fade, I kind of "pushed" as if to try and bring it back. It was so wonderful and beautiful, and I didn't want it to go away. To my surprise, "pushing" like I did caused the glow to come back for a few moments. It was so magical. I was in heaven. I was zen.
I talked to little brother for a little while after that, we hugged, and then we went about our day. Two hours later I ingested a gram and a half of mushroom dust. This was a beautiful day and I felt spiritually fulfilled as a result.
PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Positive. Clear. Open.
Setting (physical location): In front of my alter. Sun shining in the window. Seated at the foot of my bed with little brother.
time of day: Morning.
last meal: Fasted
PARTICIPANT
Gender: (male)
body weight: (175lb)
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): DMT
Dose(s): 50mg
Method of administration: GVG
EFFECTS
Administration time: Unknown
Duration: 7 minutes
First effects: 10 seconds (before exhalation)
Peak: 30 seconds
Come down: 4-5 minutes
Baseline: 15-20 minutes
Intensity (overall): 8/10
Assessment
Pleasantness: 4/4
Unplesantness: 2/4
Visual Intensity: 4/4
REPORT
This journey took place about three days ago. I had the day off work, and I had not taken a dose in about a week. The last one that I had taken didn't go well; I had a cold starting to come on, and I couldn't get the "key to fit in the lock" so to speak. It just didn't cause the trip, and I could feel that repeating the dose would not produce effects that I was looking for. So I decided to wait a bit and took my next one on the 19th.
I was mildly nervous going into the journey, but I think that's always the case. Overall, I was calm compared to other trips I've had. I was ready for this, and I didn't feel like it was going to be a full blast. Little brother joined me in front of the alter, but he refrained from taking a dose that day, as he wasn't feeling well--had a stomach ache, I believe.
The dose was 50mg vaporized through a GVG. The dose was taken perfectly. It took awhile to get it all in, but I got it in one breath without too much trouble. I did not feel the need to cough, but I could feel that I had "stuff" in my lungs.
I held the hit for quite awhile. If I had to guess, I'd say about 20-25 seconds, but I do not remember exhaling. The trip hit me very quickly, and although I remember when I exhaled, I don't remember the actual act. I was very deep before I let it out though, and it caught me a bit off guard. I started thinking, "It only lasts fifteen--" but then I couldn't get past there. I couldn't remember if it was 15 seconds or minutes. I repeated that a couple of times, thinking that I'd figure out if it would last fifteen minutes or seconds, but in the end this did me no good, as I didn't know the difference between the two.
I muttered to little brother, "Is everything okay out there." I was tripping very very hard and I was not physically in this world. Little brother assured me that everything was cool, and that helped me a lot. I think that I asked him that same question 3-4 times before coming out of it. I could tell he was maybe getting just a bit worried, but I was okay.
I wanted to tell him, "I think I sh*t my pants" because I did indeed think that I may have done so, but much to my relief after returning to earth, my pants were without poo.
I don't remember too much from that first part of the journey, as it was so intense, that not a lot was able to stick. I do remember passing through a tunnel, and blasting past features of prior trips. I saw this warpy, Beatle Juice looking creature (from a prior trip) as I shot past it. It was like falling through the tunnel in Alice in Wonderland.
I opened my eyes at what I thought was one minute, but I think that it was closer to 4 minutes. My hands were clasped before me, and that's all I saw. The hands were not my own. They were light white and scaled, almost like the creatures in the movie Avatar. Around my hands was all glowing blue. It was so bright that I couldn't see anything else.
When I started to come down a bit more (one minute later or so), I started to recognize the hands as my own. There was extremely intricate sacred geometry between the back of my thumbnail and my thumb joint. It was so beautiful, and when it started to fade, I kind of "pushed" as if to try and bring it back. It was so wonderful and beautiful, and I didn't want it to go away. To my surprise, "pushing" like I did caused the glow to come back for a few moments. It was so magical. I was in heaven. I was zen.
I talked to little brother for a little while after that, we hugged, and then we went about our day. Two hours later I ingested a gram and a half of mushroom dust. This was a beautiful day and I felt spiritually fulfilled as a result.
