CortanatoKeyes
Rising Star
Hello,I'm Cortanatokeyes, and i think halo is pretty cool. These last 2 months I have been experimenting with freebase dmt and have accumulated a small amount of experience. I have consumed, efficiently, a maximum of 150mg(i loaded about 200 on, cleared machine bubbler, with an amount of wastage), that brought me to a breaking point where I'd decided I absolutely had no business taking more than 80mg, ever again, for the rest of my life.
That trip is not the subject of this post.
I loaded roughly 35-40mg of powdery, yellow crystal onto my brillo mesh. This is a design i like to think I have practiced to extremely high efficiency, and no longer top up extra, as I am afraid I would not be wasting any more than a marginal amount, and dont care very much for being absolutely blasted by an unexpected deep space journey.
I cleared the mesh in 2 strong hits, and filled my lungs on the second hit making sure there was no longer any vapor being produced. i held these hits in roughly 10-15 seconds and blew out little to no vapor, whether or not this helps is not known to me.
I sat down my bong quickly, got into my comfort position, and placed a pillow on my chest blocking my face from any light, while also giving myself a comfort squeezy, as Im a very anxious person, and sometimes getting mindfucked is a little too jarring.
I awaited the bodyload and ear crackle I've learned to expect on this dose, but was shocked that It never came. I heard only the faintest hum, and felt extremely lucid/in tact. This alarmed me and lead to thoughts of psychosis, and so I began feeling for my chest to make sure I wasn't just getting fully sent and becoming detatched from the body. I felt my lungs. I felt my skin. I was completely present. This did not line up with what happened next.
After the first 30 seconds of initial confusion I was completely removed from this train of thought. My visuals exploaded into a bright yellow and orange room, 5 planes, one for each face. With perfect visual acuity, depth was extremely apparent. No strain was required AT ALL to understand the dimensions of this space.
Each plane was made of these hieroglyhic fractals, set in perfect symmetry, which spun and tangled and vibrated, it was absolutely gorgeous and vibrant, but not unlike previous trips.
Here's where it gets freaky.
The walls of fractsls, which formed a cube, began to bounce, like watching a water droplet splash, meeting with the surface tension of this viscous fluid. Every face started bouncing, waving and vibrating, like some massive energy was plunging and out of them. Then, the room was no longer 5 planes, assembled as a cube, instead they began to turn and topple through each other, bending and morphing into the wildest non-euclidean space I have ever seen.
"They" were spinning around my reference POV, morphing and splashing and breaking into millions of pieces, reassembling back into their original 5 planar faces and then doing it all over again, each time forming unique geometries more complex than the last, until the end of the peaks plateau.
They began to fade, and as they did, they formed into one deep and complex mesh, as single plane with great depth. Like staring into an aquarium tank full of fractals. Before this single plane faded, it formed one last unique shape. An interlaced, symmetrical row of 3d humanoid faces pushing out of the mesh, like a viscous fluid taking form. And with demonic, sharp grins, they smiled at me, as they vanished.. as if to say goodbye.
And all the while.. I never even once felt high. Why did this happen? And what can I do to attempt it again?
That trip is not the subject of this post.
I loaded roughly 35-40mg of powdery, yellow crystal onto my brillo mesh. This is a design i like to think I have practiced to extremely high efficiency, and no longer top up extra, as I am afraid I would not be wasting any more than a marginal amount, and dont care very much for being absolutely blasted by an unexpected deep space journey.
I cleared the mesh in 2 strong hits, and filled my lungs on the second hit making sure there was no longer any vapor being produced. i held these hits in roughly 10-15 seconds and blew out little to no vapor, whether or not this helps is not known to me.
I sat down my bong quickly, got into my comfort position, and placed a pillow on my chest blocking my face from any light, while also giving myself a comfort squeezy, as Im a very anxious person, and sometimes getting mindfucked is a little too jarring.
I awaited the bodyload and ear crackle I've learned to expect on this dose, but was shocked that It never came. I heard only the faintest hum, and felt extremely lucid/in tact. This alarmed me and lead to thoughts of psychosis, and so I began feeling for my chest to make sure I wasn't just getting fully sent and becoming detatched from the body. I felt my lungs. I felt my skin. I was completely present. This did not line up with what happened next.
After the first 30 seconds of initial confusion I was completely removed from this train of thought. My visuals exploaded into a bright yellow and orange room, 5 planes, one for each face. With perfect visual acuity, depth was extremely apparent. No strain was required AT ALL to understand the dimensions of this space.
Each plane was made of these hieroglyhic fractals, set in perfect symmetry, which spun and tangled and vibrated, it was absolutely gorgeous and vibrant, but not unlike previous trips.
Here's where it gets freaky.
The walls of fractsls, which formed a cube, began to bounce, like watching a water droplet splash, meeting with the surface tension of this viscous fluid. Every face started bouncing, waving and vibrating, like some massive energy was plunging and out of them. Then, the room was no longer 5 planes, assembled as a cube, instead they began to turn and topple through each other, bending and morphing into the wildest non-euclidean space I have ever seen.
"They" were spinning around my reference POV, morphing and splashing and breaking into millions of pieces, reassembling back into their original 5 planar faces and then doing it all over again, each time forming unique geometries more complex than the last, until the end of the peaks plateau.
They began to fade, and as they did, they formed into one deep and complex mesh, as single plane with great depth. Like staring into an aquarium tank full of fractals. Before this single plane faded, it formed one last unique shape. An interlaced, symmetrical row of 3d humanoid faces pushing out of the mesh, like a viscous fluid taking form. And with demonic, sharp grins, they smiled at me, as they vanished.. as if to say goodbye.
And all the while.. I never even once felt high. Why did this happen? And what can I do to attempt it again?
