SargeHT
Rising Star
Hi fellow psychonauts, just want to share this experience...
We all here at least have one or more chemical romances that we had/still have in our lives...
I have had this relationship with meth for almost 25 years... last 5 years was an on and off kinda thing... but had totally stopped it when I entered sports and had known about DMT.
just recently 5 days ago, I had the nagging feeling to do meth again in which after couple of nights of binging, I would normally drown the effect with booze ( in the form of a cheap bottle of brandy
) last night while having downed half of the bottle, I thought to myself why not do DMT and see what would happen. I know this may sound so foolish as to be mixing this stuffs.. but with sleepless nights and alcohol in my system.. who can blame me for thinking foolishly...
Did DMT for almost 5 or 6 times already before, but haven't broken through yet.. although there was once I thought I did.. but as another fellow nexan had said "If you are unsure if you had broken through.. then you haven't broken through"
So basically I knew what it's like... which I mistakenly thought I knew...
I loaded my VG... and puffed away....
the experience was hard on the brain to comprehend since I knew the other substances was there doing it... it showed me patterns which have so many letter K in it... it made me realized that I can die from what I am doing... I think it lasted for 10 to 15 minutes... I'm trying to remember now what else happened... but basically that's what I remember on this part.
Then after it wore off.. I loaded the VG up again and took one large lungfull... It made me so nauseated and made me lie on the sofa.. then the patterns with the K's started appearing and had this heavy feeling on my head and chest that made me thought that I can really die from this combination... which at a certain point I really thought I did.
it went on and to the point when I turned my head to where my bikes were.. (it's like it's showing me that these are the stuff you had that made you stop taking meth, and now there's nothing more you can do to go back and defeat meth again because you're dead) I felt shards of glass or ice were all piercing my tongue.. it was so many of these shards that prevented me not to talk.. I turned my head on the other side and thought again that what I had done was wrong and it will really kill me. turned again my head on the side where my bikes were and still they were there but the feeling of remorse and the feeling of death was all there so strong.. the lighting of the room was so hellishly red/amber and the feeling of fear of somehow maybe the trip would not end was so strong and overcoming my sanity. all I can do was to nod repeatedly in accepting that if ever I did croaked, it was my doing and mine alone.
after the effect died down.. my head was so heavy and it was like a very physical trip experience which sleep was the only thing in my mind..
I know the message is clear as to what It wants to tell me, and I am thankful to had came back intact and in my physical form.
I hope my experience would be helpful and be of value not only to me but to someone else out there...
We all here at least have one or more chemical romances that we had/still have in our lives...
I have had this relationship with meth for almost 25 years... last 5 years was an on and off kinda thing... but had totally stopped it when I entered sports and had known about DMT.
just recently 5 days ago, I had the nagging feeling to do meth again in which after couple of nights of binging, I would normally drown the effect with booze ( in the form of a cheap bottle of brandy
) last night while having downed half of the bottle, I thought to myself why not do DMT and see what would happen. I know this may sound so foolish as to be mixing this stuffs.. but with sleepless nights and alcohol in my system.. who can blame me for thinking foolishly...Did DMT for almost 5 or 6 times already before, but haven't broken through yet.. although there was once I thought I did.. but as another fellow nexan had said "If you are unsure if you had broken through.. then you haven't broken through"
So basically I knew what it's like... which I mistakenly thought I knew...
I loaded my VG... and puffed away....
the experience was hard on the brain to comprehend since I knew the other substances was there doing it... it showed me patterns which have so many letter K in it... it made me realized that I can die from what I am doing... I think it lasted for 10 to 15 minutes... I'm trying to remember now what else happened... but basically that's what I remember on this part.
Then after it wore off.. I loaded the VG up again and took one large lungfull... It made me so nauseated and made me lie on the sofa.. then the patterns with the K's started appearing and had this heavy feeling on my head and chest that made me thought that I can really die from this combination... which at a certain point I really thought I did.
it went on and to the point when I turned my head to where my bikes were.. (it's like it's showing me that these are the stuff you had that made you stop taking meth, and now there's nothing more you can do to go back and defeat meth again because you're dead) I felt shards of glass or ice were all piercing my tongue.. it was so many of these shards that prevented me not to talk.. I turned my head on the other side and thought again that what I had done was wrong and it will really kill me. turned again my head on the side where my bikes were and still they were there but the feeling of remorse and the feeling of death was all there so strong.. the lighting of the room was so hellishly red/amber and the feeling of fear of somehow maybe the trip would not end was so strong and overcoming my sanity. all I can do was to nod repeatedly in accepting that if ever I did croaked, it was my doing and mine alone.
after the effect died down.. my head was so heavy and it was like a very physical trip experience which sleep was the only thing in my mind..
I know the message is clear as to what It wants to tell me, and I am thankful to had came back intact and in my physical form.
I hope my experience would be helpful and be of value not only to me but to someone else out there...
