ShaggyK
Rising Star
Poison: 10g MHRB, 1.5g Syrian Rue 3x extract
Time of day: Evening/Night
Mindset: Somewhat nervous but ready for the experience.
Setting: Alone in my house. With a few kitties
I started off the day with a nice breakfast to keep me satisfied and make fasting easier (hard to fast. no body fat and very fast metabolism). I then spent a few hours getting ready for the day. I had just one errand to take care of before the ceremony could begin. I zip around town, take care of my business and make it back home around 1:00 PM.
Once inside, I gather up my scale and ingredients, weighing out about 10g of MHRB and 1.5g of the syrian rue extract. The MHRB is dumped into a small pot of water and put on the stove to simmer. Since the rue is already extracted, I decide to mix it into a small shot for later instead of brewing it.
Once the MHRB is happily simmering away, I realized that there was nothing in the house to help acidify the brew. Crap. Turned the stove on low, ran to the store really fast (I know, not smart to keep a stove on unattended) and picked up the nicest lemon I could find... And some watermelon chunks. Sounded delicious and thirst quenching. And light enough to be an acceptable snack.
Blah blah blah..
Added half the lemon juice. Simmered some more. Filtered with a coffee filter.. Those sum'bitches get clogged really fast. Took about 30 minutes to get the whole brew through the filter.
I hadn't planned on doing a second extract of the material, but I figured that I had enough time and that there's no reason to waste extra goodies. No reason not to do it at least somewhat right.
About an hour or two later, I had the finished brew sit in the fridge to allow any extra sediment to settle.
Another hour or so later, I re-filtered the brew one last time.
By about 7:00pm, I officially had the mimosa tea ready. I have a bit of a sweet tooth, so I added some sugar for making the taste more tolerable. Oops.. Too much. Dumped about 1/5 of a cup into it by accident. Oh well. It's gonna taste like friggin cough syrup.
Oh, and the final volume was about 250ml or 1 full glass of whatever cup I was using. In retrospect, maybe too much volume.
at 7:30, the rue powder is mixed with some blueberry fruit juice and quickly downed. Yummy. Tastes like bitter chocolate with a slight hint of ass. At least it was gone quickly.
30 minutes later, the finalized mimosa brew is taken into my room. After a quick meditation session, a large gulp of the mimosa tea is ingested. Hmm.. WAY too sweet, but it did help cover up the strange drying feeling of the tannins. Bah. The flavor was gross and very dry. Plugging my nose helped the initial gulp, but the after smell wasn't pleasant.
Most of the cup was finished off, leaving about one large gulp left for later if needed.
My intention was to shower right after the tea was ingested, so that's what I did. Around 8:20, I was in the shower. About 10 minutes later, I could feel the obvious effects of the nausea. Probably the coming up of the aya as well. Either way, I knew my shower was done and it was time to get out.
Once I dried off, the nausea was becoming unbearable. I knew I'd be purging soon. I was also coming up. Fast. Wow.
I quickly went to get dressed, minus a shirt, and finish up a few more things before I was incapacitated.
Walking through the hallway felt so claustrophobic and my balance was quickly diminishing. The purge could not be contained any longer. At about 8:40, I became very acquainted with my new porcelain friend.
I was absolutely astonished at how fast I was coming up. The bathroom's lighting was changing. Colors were shifting. Walls were breathing and warping. Consciousnesses was very much altered. I was a little worried. The come up was happening fast and I thought it would continue well after the purge. I knew I had to purge soon or risk being sent somewhere far too far.
"Here it comes", I thought.. Nope.. "Just come out of me already!". Out of desperation, I coaxed it out with a few fingers.
All I can say: HOLY SHIT! What a fantastically strange experience. The purge was the single most intense and awesome feeling I'd ever experienced. I barely felt like I was connected with my body. After 3 huge, intense, perception-challenging spews, it decided I was done. Still hugging my porcelain companion, I looked around and felt.. good. Warm. Pure. It was such an amazing feeling. The purge itself was mindblowing, but the after effects were warm and inviting.
Although my legs were wobbly, I managed to stand up and figure out how to use the sink and clean the.. purge.. off of my face. Wow, I felt great. Glowing, even.
I stumbled across the hall into my room and plopped onto my bed. Turned off the lights. Put on some relaxing music. I closed my eyes and waited for the aya being to begin my journey.
"But wait. Where are the visuals going? This isn't right". "What the hell?". I was coming down.
Wha??? How? I put the lights back on and stood up. I felt much more sober. About the same as I felt in the shower. Slightly high, but mostly sober.
After pondering what happened for a few minutes, I grab the remaining tea and take one last gulp to finish it off.
This time I go on to my back porch to see if maybe a different setting is better, being outdoors and very unkempt, it was very nature-y. I laid down on one of the benches and closed my eyes.... and waited.
A similar feeling was detected. I was coming up again. But not very far.
And slowly I came back down.
I retreated back to my room and decided to call it quits and try again another time.
Still, I am unsure as to how I came down so quickly. Perhaps the rue is bunk and the effects I had were simply from large amaunts of dmt being metabolized very quickly, but some managed to make it pass the MAOs.
Who knows.
The purge was still amazing.
Well, I'm done rambling about my strange night. I hope anyone who finds enough time to read this enjoyed it and might possibly offer some insights.
Thanks for reading
Time of day: Evening/Night
Mindset: Somewhat nervous but ready for the experience.
Setting: Alone in my house. With a few kitties
I started off the day with a nice breakfast to keep me satisfied and make fasting easier (hard to fast. no body fat and very fast metabolism). I then spent a few hours getting ready for the day. I had just one errand to take care of before the ceremony could begin. I zip around town, take care of my business and make it back home around 1:00 PM.
Once inside, I gather up my scale and ingredients, weighing out about 10g of MHRB and 1.5g of the syrian rue extract. The MHRB is dumped into a small pot of water and put on the stove to simmer. Since the rue is already extracted, I decide to mix it into a small shot for later instead of brewing it.
Once the MHRB is happily simmering away, I realized that there was nothing in the house to help acidify the brew. Crap. Turned the stove on low, ran to the store really fast (I know, not smart to keep a stove on unattended) and picked up the nicest lemon I could find... And some watermelon chunks. Sounded delicious and thirst quenching. And light enough to be an acceptable snack.
Blah blah blah..
Added half the lemon juice. Simmered some more. Filtered with a coffee filter.. Those sum'bitches get clogged really fast. Took about 30 minutes to get the whole brew through the filter.
I hadn't planned on doing a second extract of the material, but I figured that I had enough time and that there's no reason to waste extra goodies. No reason not to do it at least somewhat right.
About an hour or two later, I had the finished brew sit in the fridge to allow any extra sediment to settle.
Another hour or so later, I re-filtered the brew one last time.
By about 7:00pm, I officially had the mimosa tea ready. I have a bit of a sweet tooth, so I added some sugar for making the taste more tolerable. Oops.. Too much. Dumped about 1/5 of a cup into it by accident. Oh well. It's gonna taste like friggin cough syrup.
Oh, and the final volume was about 250ml or 1 full glass of whatever cup I was using. In retrospect, maybe too much volume.
at 7:30, the rue powder is mixed with some blueberry fruit juice and quickly downed. Yummy. Tastes like bitter chocolate with a slight hint of ass. At least it was gone quickly.
30 minutes later, the finalized mimosa brew is taken into my room. After a quick meditation session, a large gulp of the mimosa tea is ingested. Hmm.. WAY too sweet, but it did help cover up the strange drying feeling of the tannins. Bah. The flavor was gross and very dry. Plugging my nose helped the initial gulp, but the after smell wasn't pleasant.
Most of the cup was finished off, leaving about one large gulp left for later if needed.
My intention was to shower right after the tea was ingested, so that's what I did. Around 8:20, I was in the shower. About 10 minutes later, I could feel the obvious effects of the nausea. Probably the coming up of the aya as well. Either way, I knew my shower was done and it was time to get out.
Once I dried off, the nausea was becoming unbearable. I knew I'd be purging soon. I was also coming up. Fast. Wow.
I quickly went to get dressed, minus a shirt, and finish up a few more things before I was incapacitated.
Walking through the hallway felt so claustrophobic and my balance was quickly diminishing. The purge could not be contained any longer. At about 8:40, I became very acquainted with my new porcelain friend.
I was absolutely astonished at how fast I was coming up. The bathroom's lighting was changing. Colors were shifting. Walls were breathing and warping. Consciousnesses was very much altered. I was a little worried. The come up was happening fast and I thought it would continue well after the purge. I knew I had to purge soon or risk being sent somewhere far too far.
"Here it comes", I thought.. Nope.. "Just come out of me already!". Out of desperation, I coaxed it out with a few fingers.
All I can say: HOLY SHIT! What a fantastically strange experience. The purge was the single most intense and awesome feeling I'd ever experienced. I barely felt like I was connected with my body. After 3 huge, intense, perception-challenging spews, it decided I was done. Still hugging my porcelain companion, I looked around and felt.. good. Warm. Pure. It was such an amazing feeling. The purge itself was mindblowing, but the after effects were warm and inviting.
Although my legs were wobbly, I managed to stand up and figure out how to use the sink and clean the.. purge.. off of my face. Wow, I felt great. Glowing, even.
I stumbled across the hall into my room and plopped onto my bed. Turned off the lights. Put on some relaxing music. I closed my eyes and waited for the aya being to begin my journey.
"But wait. Where are the visuals going? This isn't right". "What the hell?". I was coming down.
Wha??? How? I put the lights back on and stood up. I felt much more sober. About the same as I felt in the shower. Slightly high, but mostly sober.
After pondering what happened for a few minutes, I grab the remaining tea and take one last gulp to finish it off.
This time I go on to my back porch to see if maybe a different setting is better, being outdoors and very unkempt, it was very nature-y. I laid down on one of the benches and closed my eyes.... and waited.
A similar feeling was detected. I was coming up again. But not very far.
And slowly I came back down.
I retreated back to my room and decided to call it quits and try again another time.
Still, I am unsure as to how I came down so quickly. Perhaps the rue is bunk and the effects I had were simply from large amaunts of dmt being metabolized very quickly, but some managed to make it pass the MAOs.
Who knows.
The purge was still amazing.
Well, I'm done rambling about my strange night. I hope anyone who finds enough time to read this enjoyed it and might possibly offer some insights.
Thanks for reading
