fidus-archimedes
Rising Star
For posterity. Kindly skip to bottom for description.
PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind) Set: Nervous, rapid heartbeat
(physical condition) Set: In good health
Setting (location): Comfortable couch in living room, lights low, warm blanket
time of day: 6pm, dark outside
recent drug use: None
last meal: 5pm, ramen bowl
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 73kg
known sensitivities: None
history of use: Novice
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): DMT freebase
Dose(s): 50mg
Method of administration: Vaporized via GVG
EFFECTS
Administration time: T=0:00
Duration: 1 hour
First effects: Immediate
Peak: T=0:02
Come down: T=0:30
Baseline: T=1:00
Intensity (overall): 4
Evaluation / notes:
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 1
Unpleasantness: 4
Visual Intensity: 4
AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0
Afterglow: 2, in the comedown, I had some interesting insights into personal motivation that I enjoyed.
REPORT
I'm still integrating from last night, but the most clear memory I have of my experience is thinking: "Nope. No. I'm done. I never want to feel this again."
Let me back up. I'm new to the spice. I've had psychedelic experiences, but not very many and nothing as intense as this, which was exactly the point of my curiosity. I'm not looking to party hard or trip balls. No disrespect intended to those who are interested in that; I certainly have been at other times.
My interest in the spice is that in my previous experiences, there is nothing I would ever describe as profound. Fun? Yes. Trippy? You bet. I remember grooving at Burning Man on 200µg of LSD and thinking, "Oh, THIS is why people listen to trance. I get it now."
Friends have described to me the time they communed with God or experienced in their core the true interconnected of all things. I want to experience this as well.
I first sampled my homemade spice a couple of weeks ago, starting with 10mg. It was a pleasant, short ride that immediately gave me confidence that my spice was clean. Ten minutes later, I put in 20mg to go a bit further (side-note: I'm weighing with a cheapo mg scale). That experience was pretty intense, not quite overwhelming, but uncomfortable. I called that enough for one day.
Last night, I loaded up 60mg. 20mg was a lung full, so I figured two full draws would get me to a 40mg dose with the extra 20mg in there to make sure I got two solid breaths.
The visuals were already intense as I tried to get down the second pull. I don't understand how people get down a third. Half-way through the second draw I was trying to align three torches with three pipes held by six hands. I should have had a sitter.
I set down my kit and laid back on the couch as a million tiny fingers wriggled their way into every fold of my brain. As you know, my memories beyond this point are not crisp.
I remember seeing trippy shit and thinking, "I want this to be impossibly beautiful. Instead it looks like a cartoon with too much detail." I expected too much; fair. Still, the cartoony nature of the visuals was making it difficult to take seriously as a profound transcendent event.
Distracting me from trying to enjoy the visuals was an overwhelming feeling that I struggle to describe. It was intensely uncomfortable, something like a crushing psychic pressure on my chest and mind. Some piece of me remembered that it's best to submit to negative experiences, and I tried my best to do that. I don't think I was successful.
It was at this point that I wanted to be done, but the spice was not done with me. I took refuge in the knowledge that it doesn't last very long. I felt anger.
Even then, I knew that anger didn't make much sense. There was nothing to be angry about and no one to be angry with. There the anger was anyway, insisting that I'd been cheated, or perhaps rejected. God isn't interested in talking to you. Everything in the universe is interconnected, except you.
I am suspicious that my ego is super-pissed that I tried to kill it, even for just a short time. Can you blame it?
As I said, I'm still integrating. I can't say yet whether I'll try again. I'm going to go back to meditation for now. Slower, less exciting, but maybe that's exactly what I need.
PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind) Set: Nervous, rapid heartbeat
(physical condition) Set: In good health
Setting (location): Comfortable couch in living room, lights low, warm blanket
time of day: 6pm, dark outside
recent drug use: None
last meal: 5pm, ramen bowl
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 73kg
known sensitivities: None
history of use: Novice
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): DMT freebase
Dose(s): 50mg
Method of administration: Vaporized via GVG
EFFECTS
Administration time: T=0:00
Duration: 1 hour
First effects: Immediate
Peak: T=0:02
Come down: T=0:30
Baseline: T=1:00
Intensity (overall): 4
Evaluation / notes:
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 1
Unpleasantness: 4
Visual Intensity: 4
AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0
Afterglow: 2, in the comedown, I had some interesting insights into personal motivation that I enjoyed.
REPORT
I'm still integrating from last night, but the most clear memory I have of my experience is thinking: "Nope. No. I'm done. I never want to feel this again."
Let me back up. I'm new to the spice. I've had psychedelic experiences, but not very many and nothing as intense as this, which was exactly the point of my curiosity. I'm not looking to party hard or trip balls. No disrespect intended to those who are interested in that; I certainly have been at other times.
My interest in the spice is that in my previous experiences, there is nothing I would ever describe as profound. Fun? Yes. Trippy? You bet. I remember grooving at Burning Man on 200µg of LSD and thinking, "Oh, THIS is why people listen to trance. I get it now."
Friends have described to me the time they communed with God or experienced in their core the true interconnected of all things. I want to experience this as well.
I first sampled my homemade spice a couple of weeks ago, starting with 10mg. It was a pleasant, short ride that immediately gave me confidence that my spice was clean. Ten minutes later, I put in 20mg to go a bit further (side-note: I'm weighing with a cheapo mg scale). That experience was pretty intense, not quite overwhelming, but uncomfortable. I called that enough for one day.
Last night, I loaded up 60mg. 20mg was a lung full, so I figured two full draws would get me to a 40mg dose with the extra 20mg in there to make sure I got two solid breaths.
The visuals were already intense as I tried to get down the second pull. I don't understand how people get down a third. Half-way through the second draw I was trying to align three torches with three pipes held by six hands. I should have had a sitter.
I set down my kit and laid back on the couch as a million tiny fingers wriggled their way into every fold of my brain. As you know, my memories beyond this point are not crisp.
I remember seeing trippy shit and thinking, "I want this to be impossibly beautiful. Instead it looks like a cartoon with too much detail." I expected too much; fair. Still, the cartoony nature of the visuals was making it difficult to take seriously as a profound transcendent event.
Distracting me from trying to enjoy the visuals was an overwhelming feeling that I struggle to describe. It was intensely uncomfortable, something like a crushing psychic pressure on my chest and mind. Some piece of me remembered that it's best to submit to negative experiences, and I tried my best to do that. I don't think I was successful.
It was at this point that I wanted to be done, but the spice was not done with me. I took refuge in the knowledge that it doesn't last very long. I felt anger.
Even then, I knew that anger didn't make much sense. There was nothing to be angry about and no one to be angry with. There the anger was anyway, insisting that I'd been cheated, or perhaps rejected. God isn't interested in talking to you. Everything in the universe is interconnected, except you.
I am suspicious that my ego is super-pissed that I tried to kill it, even for just a short time. Can you blame it?
As I said, I'm still integrating. I can't say yet whether I'll try again. I'm going to go back to meditation for now. Slower, less exciting, but maybe that's exactly what I need.
