tayzer
Rising Star
Tonight I noticed, in my freezer, a bit of leftover DMT in a paper. It was a negligible amount, so I went about it with a negligible attitude... I didn't know what a low dose would feel like. I didn't devote much time to it, didn't change the radio station even. I was too busy being curious mostly, about what this amount may or may not do. This is the last of the stuff. No point saving it.
It was a lil pile the size of...half a pea. I dunno. Less, probably.
I hit it, and noticed that it was harsh on my throat for the first time... Maybe the smoke being less dense? (Really "airy" hits of anything always choke me up and burn my throat more) So it wasn't really pleasant. I remember blowing the smoke out, also a first. I always am too far gone before I exhale...
Then an overwhelming unpleasantness came over me. Heaviness. I was surprised at the intensity, given the amount I had done. I briefly compared just how strong my other doses were, and in the moment that was unfathomable. The great discomfort I was expiercing now, amplified by a dozen or so? No way. I wondered why I was unable to feel the pleasure in this feeling... I laid back and closed my eyes. I hoped to see pretty colors and geometry like usual, but it was black. So black. I "looked closer" and the blackness was winding, twisting... I didn't like this so I opened my eyes. The Discomfort felt incredibly similar to sleep...
I was heavy, heavy, and tired. I just wanted it to be over, but it was dragging me down. Close my eyes, see blackness. It was almost like there were shapes and colors, but I was being denied access to them. All I could see was the winding darkness. So I laid there basically blinking, until I decided to just get up and go on with my evening.
I did not expect this to be a significant event. I had no idea that such a small amount would provoke such a physical response. Obviously, I feel like set and setting had a lot to do with the negativity, and I was vaguely aware of this during the actual trip. I usually spend a good amount of time making sure everything is just right. I can smoke weed casually, and my intent doesn't matter, the result is the same. I know cannabis is nothing whatsoever like DMT but I guess I was thinking a lower dose would be something I could go about in a less devoted way. I read once about sprinkling DMT in a joint and experiencing glowing, giggly effects. Now, I don't really see that as being realistic. Lol
My pipe was still hot when I got up, so I suppose the time distortion was still present to some extent
It was a lil pile the size of...half a pea. I dunno. Less, probably.
I hit it, and noticed that it was harsh on my throat for the first time... Maybe the smoke being less dense? (Really "airy" hits of anything always choke me up and burn my throat more) So it wasn't really pleasant. I remember blowing the smoke out, also a first. I always am too far gone before I exhale...
Then an overwhelming unpleasantness came over me. Heaviness. I was surprised at the intensity, given the amount I had done. I briefly compared just how strong my other doses were, and in the moment that was unfathomable. The great discomfort I was expiercing now, amplified by a dozen or so? No way. I wondered why I was unable to feel the pleasure in this feeling... I laid back and closed my eyes. I hoped to see pretty colors and geometry like usual, but it was black. So black. I "looked closer" and the blackness was winding, twisting... I didn't like this so I opened my eyes. The Discomfort felt incredibly similar to sleep...
I was heavy, heavy, and tired. I just wanted it to be over, but it was dragging me down. Close my eyes, see blackness. It was almost like there were shapes and colors, but I was being denied access to them. All I could see was the winding darkness. So I laid there basically blinking, until I decided to just get up and go on with my evening.
I did not expect this to be a significant event. I had no idea that such a small amount would provoke such a physical response. Obviously, I feel like set and setting had a lot to do with the negativity, and I was vaguely aware of this during the actual trip. I usually spend a good amount of time making sure everything is just right. I can smoke weed casually, and my intent doesn't matter, the result is the same. I know cannabis is nothing whatsoever like DMT but I guess I was thinking a lower dose would be something I could go about in a less devoted way. I read once about sprinkling DMT in a joint and experiencing glowing, giggly effects. Now, I don't really see that as being realistic. Lol
My pipe was still hot when I got up, so I suppose the time distortion was still present to some extent