Nature Boy
Rising Star
Knowing I would be able to take advantage of a week-ends worth of empty house and no obligations, this afternoon I ate a light lunch (soup and crackers) and subsequently fasted. At 8:00pm I shaved, showered, brushed my teeth, and got into comfortable pajamas.
For MAOI inhibition thirty drops (~100mg) of CaapiCopy were dripped into a clean glass, and ~30cc's of Acai berry juice was added. At precisely 9:00pm, this was quickly consumed, and chased with another swallow of juice. Five minutes later 100mg of DMT fumarate previously dissolved in Acai berry juice was consumed in one gulp. This dosage represented an incremental increase in DMT of ~20% over my last journey. I was calm...and committed.
At 9:20pm, the first wave of mild nausea set in, and I chose to eat a grapefruit, the first and only food in 9 hours. Almost immediately following this, I knew I had to lay down, and I retired to my bedroom, set up ahead of time with Ipod and headphones, and climbed beneath the light covers and shut the lights.
Within 60 seconds of total darkness, the visions began. Subtle at first, colorful intertwined strings appeared and disappeared, twisted and morphed, cavorting in some black, expansive realm far larger than my bedroom. Dark Side of the Moon was the perfect accompaniment. The sensation that my head and torso were stretching and recoiling like an ameoba's pseudopods set in, and I thought I might leave my body. Energy waves moved up and down my spine in a most pleasant way, rebounding from top to bottom to top. Purple cubes tumbled past. Rainbows shot like spotlights up from some distant unseen city in the far-away darkness. Black and white zig-zag static slinked horizontally hither and yon.
For a few minutes I found myself in the company of an indescribably alien presence. A brightly colored string tarantula, with a thorax and abdomen like a ball of rainbow yarn, standing erect with eight or ten wavering arms. Its attitude was one of surprise and moderate annoyance, like an unexpected guest had arrived. I apologized for the intrusion, and explained that although I had no authority to speak for others of my kind, that I bring greetings and best wishes from my realm. The creature understood immediately, and its attitude grew softer and appreciative of my peaceful demeanor and apparent harmless intent. At some point in time shortly following this brief encounter and exchange, the visions shifted again, and I constantly reminded myself to "simply observe." Two hours (to the minute!) after the onset, the trip ended as if a light switch was thrown to "off." Perfect, really.
Trying to describe tonight's experience in words is utterly futile, so I won't try right now. What I will say, though, is that I firmly believe that the set and setting were perfectly planned and executed. A clean EMPTY house, clean body, fresh fruit, great music, deep darkness and carefully chosen dosage based upon prior lower dose experiences allowed tonight to be a shining success.
Best always,
N.B.
For MAOI inhibition thirty drops (~100mg) of CaapiCopy were dripped into a clean glass, and ~30cc's of Acai berry juice was added. At precisely 9:00pm, this was quickly consumed, and chased with another swallow of juice. Five minutes later 100mg of DMT fumarate previously dissolved in Acai berry juice was consumed in one gulp. This dosage represented an incremental increase in DMT of ~20% over my last journey. I was calm...and committed.
At 9:20pm, the first wave of mild nausea set in, and I chose to eat a grapefruit, the first and only food in 9 hours. Almost immediately following this, I knew I had to lay down, and I retired to my bedroom, set up ahead of time with Ipod and headphones, and climbed beneath the light covers and shut the lights.
Within 60 seconds of total darkness, the visions began. Subtle at first, colorful intertwined strings appeared and disappeared, twisted and morphed, cavorting in some black, expansive realm far larger than my bedroom. Dark Side of the Moon was the perfect accompaniment. The sensation that my head and torso were stretching and recoiling like an ameoba's pseudopods set in, and I thought I might leave my body. Energy waves moved up and down my spine in a most pleasant way, rebounding from top to bottom to top. Purple cubes tumbled past. Rainbows shot like spotlights up from some distant unseen city in the far-away darkness. Black and white zig-zag static slinked horizontally hither and yon.
For a few minutes I found myself in the company of an indescribably alien presence. A brightly colored string tarantula, with a thorax and abdomen like a ball of rainbow yarn, standing erect with eight or ten wavering arms. Its attitude was one of surprise and moderate annoyance, like an unexpected guest had arrived. I apologized for the intrusion, and explained that although I had no authority to speak for others of my kind, that I bring greetings and best wishes from my realm. The creature understood immediately, and its attitude grew softer and appreciative of my peaceful demeanor and apparent harmless intent. At some point in time shortly following this brief encounter and exchange, the visions shifted again, and I constantly reminded myself to "simply observe." Two hours (to the minute!) after the onset, the trip ended as if a light switch was thrown to "off." Perfect, really.
Trying to describe tonight's experience in words is utterly futile, so I won't try right now. What I will say, though, is that I firmly believe that the set and setting were perfectly planned and executed. A clean EMPTY house, clean body, fresh fruit, great music, deep darkness and carefully chosen dosage based upon prior lower dose experiences allowed tonight to be a shining success.
Best always,
N.B.
