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SWIM Loaded in 130mg, got most of it in, terrifying!

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vawksel

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So, the yellow DMT crystals are there, yellow spice...

SWIM loaded in a bunch into a little aluminum foil boat and filled the Volcano (vaporizer) bag up. SWIM's friend took a few hits, flew through lego walls of color vortexing as a little triangle, but no breaking through or loss of 'mind' so to speak. SWIM tried it, didn't get too far, not even many colors, was out for only a few minutes.

SWIM was frustrated, because SWIM wanted more, but it looks like SWIM has a bunch of DMT in there, but it's not launching SWIM far.

So SWIM reads that SWIM should get a scale, and SWIM should probably put the DMT on top of some already vaped weed instead of using a little aluminum foil boat.

So SWIM ran out, bought a scale accurate to 0.01g. SWIM was kind of feeling pissed... All this work, all this stress about getting lye in SWIM's DMT and SWIM barely felt crap... its been such a long process to nothing.

SWIM measured out 0.05g, which would be around 50mg +/- 10mg... SWIM looked at it, and realized that's not as much as SWIM's been using. SWIM must have crappy DMT or something.

So, SWIM said fuck it. SWIM put in 0.13g, which is 130mg +/- 10mg. Put it on top of the weed. Set the volcano to 8. Turned on the air flow. For a few seconds, nothing, just the sound of the bag inflating. Then all the sudden a pillar of solid white vapor filled the bag so dense, there was no seeing through it. It looked like the clear bag was painted white.

SWIM's friend left the room so SWIM could be alone on the trip.

SWIM was still in the mind set, "SWIM doesn't care, F it!".... SWIM put the bag to SWIM's lips, took in a huge hit, as much as SWIM could hold. About 3 seconds in, carrier wave screaming. Another 2 seconds, SWIM says the whole room is violently vibrating, SWIM thinks, "OH SHIT, TAKE YOUR NEXT BREATH", and SWIM quickly slams the bag against SWIM's lips again and inhales everything left in the bag. SWIM holds for a few seconds, before SWIM's body went limp and SWIM was gone.

--- The trip

SWIM doesn't remember seeing any colors, geometry or anything that would be 'beautiful'.

It was terrifying but in an emotional way.

SWIM was found thinking that SWIM was really in this weird world where SWIM was all ALONE. SWIM was morphing between being inside of the damn mason jar of DMT with the dirty rootbark/lye water running down the sides, and SWIM was swimming in the Naptha.

While SWIM was swimming in the jar SWIM thought that this is SWIM's life, but SWIM was swimming in emotions. SWIM was tormented, and in agony because SWIM was mad at SWIM's friend for not being with SWIM. SWIM felt so alone.

This went on for like 1.2 billion years.

SWIM was then found moaning, and thinking, why is this SWIM's life. SWIM was audibly in the 'real world' moaning and kind of writhing around on the bed.

As SWIM was found coming down is when SWIM really got kind of freaked out.

SWIM didn't remember taking DMT. SWIM thought SWIM was insane, and that SWIM's whole 'real life' was just a dream, and this is where SWIM really is. SWIM thinks SWIM is in SWIM's bedroom, but SWIM is really a psychotic person who lost his/her mind who dreamed it all. SWIM is really probably unconscious in a hospital waiting to die.

Then SWIM came to, more, and thought okay, the room is spinning with colors. SWIM has damaged SWIM's brain. SWIM is going to live like this forever stuck between worlds, and this DMT just fried SWIM's brain. SWIM did too much! SWIM starts crying some at this point as SWIM realizes the obviously permanent damage that's been done.

SWIM calms down after some more time and calls SWIM's friend back into the room.

SWIM's friend comes in, sounding really weird when talking. SWIM's friend sits down and SWIM feels a little better, but SWIM keeps asking SWIM's friend, "Am I going to be okay?".

SWIM's friend's head is morphing into an old lady, then back again, then it's turning almost black, and long black hairs are growing out of SWIM's friend's head and face. SWIM's friend tells SWIM, "it's been about 10 minutes.".

It looks like SWIM's friend is encased in a glass jar. SWIM can only see SWIM's friend's head move once in a while. If SWIM's friend stays reasonably still, SWIM's friend will look 100% perfectly still. It's only until she moves a lot does SWIM actually see her move at all. Kind of like she's a still photograph until she moves too far, then SWIM sees her move a little, until she becomes a still photograph again.

SWIM says, "The whole room looks like it's filled with oil."

SWIM still has no visuals when SWIM closes SWIMs eyes. It's just darkness. So SWIM opens SWIM's eyes again to the oil filled room with colors spiraling and SWIM's friend changing into different people/shapes.

It feels like SWIM's been doing this for 100 years, or a billion years. It feels like SWIM's lived SWIM's whole life on that bed for that 10 minutes. SWIM's friend came in, and SWIM literally asked SWIM's friend not only how long have SWIM been gone, but is it really still only 2010?

It felt like SWIM lived as a psychopath person who lost their mind forever.

Sorry this is all over the place, that's kind of how the trip was for SWIM :p

SWIM thinks next time, will be a much smaller dose. Hopefully SWIM can feel at peace and happy on my trip rather than feeling like SWIM is swimming in emotions in a jar of lye/naptha/rootbark.

Insane!
 
Smaller dose would probably be a good idea. And I whole-heartedly recommend taking a few moments before launching to center yourself, calm your breathing, and relax. Going from 'pissed off running errands' to hyperspace in a few seconds is bound to make things more difficult than they need to be.
 
This doesn't sound like a lot of fun.
Maybe you should take a little less.
I'd recommend pharma!

Good luck next time.
 
How did you not black out on 130mg. Woa... Im suprised 50mg didnt work, i assume that the vaporizer wastes a grate deal. That said, this sounds like an intense experience indeed.

I was just about to ask the same thing as Demented. Would you try that much again?
 
I got it all worked out now. We use this steel wool insert into the volcano herb chamber. So now the DMT is vaporized all on its own, very quickly.


I took a 46mg (got a proper scale too!) dose yesterday, and I broke through.

So, I am having more 'normal' (by DMT standards) trips!

Now I just need to find some quality time to get the setting right, so I can have another good 50mg dose.

I wont be loading in 130mg again any time soon :p
 
vawksel: I just wanted to offer some congratulations, SWIM remembers when he took upward of 100mg and it was so utterly unfrazzlingbeleivable. Terrifying, enligtening, beautiful, horrible, weird and totally off the charts all at once. SWM has totally calmed down with the sacrement now, he couldn't take those kind of doses again (which was basically a whole pipe bowl full of freebase) , he doesn't have the mental attitude anymore, because he meditates and uses the sacrement with deep respect and care.... At the time, the attitude was like w00t, got a new pipe, lets check it out. *fills with freebase* right, yeah, this is a DMT pipe so thats how much is supposed to be filled with. Yep. *sparks* and then... the absoloute pillar of smoke which I exhaled was like OMG, and the expression of OMFG on my face stuck in the air like it was made of jelly... you can read the report if you want, search 'eighteen fingers' or 'new pipe leads to accessing high alien technology'.

SWIM has totally become a valley person with his DMT.

Remember there are lots of members on this site who will help you discuss your trip, and
i'd highly recommend meditating to integrate it, if it was a bit of a freaky one.

namasté
 
Outside may be your key to a more relaxed consciousness... It seems like everything that led up to it may have built up a frustration that could have easily been released by a nice hike to a place where you can peacefully leave your burdens behind brother!
Good luck, love and light!
 
Glad to hear you have your whole situation figured out. Interesting to hear about using the volcano. After a while, check the insides of the bag and let us know how much spice has condensed on the inside, if you would. Be well.
 
Holy smokes man! I can't believe you remembered so much. Sorry to hear your first trip was so frightening; glad to hear you've found a way that works for you!

~BC
 
Yeah, we all find our upper limit at one point or another.

Once I was having a LOT of touble lifting off. I loaded 150-200mg in the vape and took 3 big hits...nothing. Ack. I sat there for a minute and said ah screw it I'm finishing this off, and so I did. Within a second of my second giant hit time, space, and my soul collasped on itself completely. I was then pounded on by some psycdelic hammer for the next 4 minutes. That was possibly my WORST experience, save for the Ska Pastora and DMT fight...that was just evil, like shooting up wasp venom. Never trying that combo again.

But, yeah, we live, we learn. For me 65mgs is my top limit. I usually shoot for 48-54mgs. This is a perfect lift off dose as long as I'm not on any harmala alkaloid. Then I'll take it down to 26-32mgs.
 
Thank you for posting this experience report my friend.

It sounds like you took your medicine. I can identify with what you were saying completely. In fact, reading through your report sounded like it was a copy of my last experience. I too could not remember I had smoked DMT, and that caused some serious issues (to say the least). Look at it simply as an "intense" experience and try to take away something from it.

I wish I could tell you whether your next journey will be a more pleasant one, but I cannot for lack of personal experience myself. Because of the nature of my last trip, I've decided to make changa my next attempt. If hearsay is correct, it should greatly slow things down and be gentler on the soul. Perhaps you may consider doing the same?
 
acolon_5 said:
Yeah, we all find our upper limit at one point or another.

Once I was having a LOT of touble lifting off. I loaded 150-200mg in the vape and took 3 big hits...nothing. Ack. I sat there for a minute and said ah screw it I'm finishing this off, and so I did. Within a second of my second giant hit time, space, and my soul collasped on itself completely. I was then pounded on by some psycdelic hammer for the next 4 minutes. That was possibly my WORST experience, save for the Ska Pastora and DMT fight...that was just evil, like shooting up wasp venom. Never trying that combo again.

But, yeah, we live, we learn. For me 65mgs is my top limit. I usually shoot for 48-54mgs. This is a perfect lift off dose as long as I'm not on any harmala alkaloid. Then I'll take it down to 26-32mgs.
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What do you think the cause of having trouble getting off is? Swims friend recently extracted a very small amount of spice, he finds it hard to extract where he is, since swim hasnt smoked in a while he waited till he took some rue and went to smoke. He tried 20mg and didnt really get much so he used the rest, which was roughly 50-60mg. He was expecting hyperspace and got very mild effects, with absolutely no colors at all. His smokign technique is fine and in the past his spice has seemed to be super potent, he thought he was sensitive but this batch seems to be the same with his friend, its nearly white spice and neither of us have had a breakthrough, its as if its weak dmt but its looks the part :?
 
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