Earthyvision
Rising Star
I've been thinking about this for a while and want to know if anyone has had similar experiences or actively does it.
Here has been my experience so far with DMT and talking. It may be long but please bear with me.
The DMT I have isn't %100 pure and i've yet to measure my doses, but from small hits and different doses i've more or less been able to know how much i need to get to where I don't know if my eyes are open or closed just from taking the first hit of a load. The first time I dosed I was with my mother and we had a very long and frank conversation about us and also a few times me describing what I saw and how I felt. The first hit I nudged her with my elbow asking her to say something. I got this feeling of "what's next?" the visuals and euphoria were amazing but I felt like i was buffering almost like i was just waiting, we then started talking, her voice, sounds and her face just made me weep, i started crying and then we talked for hours with me taking a few hits every once in a while.
Later that night i dosed in my room while listening to Nujabes and the music suddenly became meaningless, like empty sound even though I really like his compilations and productions, it was like there was no need for what i was listening to, a complete loss of interest and I got the urge to talk about being distracted with everything that is around our lives and not actually seeing what is really there and this keeps us from being better.
Two days later I meet up with a friend and we go to her friends place and I take out the DMT and pipe and suggest we do some, she goes first and the moment she looks at me I see that feeling in her of "eh~" she smiles and shrugs I smile at her and ask her something she just smiles back shaking her head acting speechless hands up, she then grabs a pillow drops on her side giggling and we leave her be until she tells us to stop whispering and we leave the room. When we get back and she reports that there was nothing mainly euphoria, empty headed and a serious urge to move and be active, the rest of the night she would space out, talk and dance. Her friend went after, we left him in his room until it was over and he said he saw himself in front of him and had a conversation with himself. I noticed that didn't do a good job at smoke it that so they were on low doses.
I went last took a large dose and once i handed the pipe over to them i looked at them and was mindfucked at how beautiful they looked i told them that and their reaction was as if it was an awkward thing to say, i then began to try to describe my trip and then they just told me to not talk and I just looked at the ceiling and began to analyse those two mainly my friend all i did was laugh at the conclusions. When the visuals left I got up and told them that talking about the mindfuckness and stuff in my head is the best thing ever and how amazing it feels. We smoked weed drank strong cider and danced for hours and clearly the euphoria and shiny eye feeling stayed with us, more freedom, sincerity and kiddiness.
I got home at around 6am loaded my bong with weed and the pipe with DMT I smoked and became a drooling idiot redosing trying to get somewhere, when i closed my eyes I would see my room but altered and would feel and see layers unfold around my head from the inside, I felt as if people where trying to get me to lie down in a calm manner but i wouldnt listen I was scared because everytime i opened my eyes i would see flashes of cars, bikes, punches, people, objects just crashing towards my face at incredible speeds making me twitch, jump and gasp, when i closed them i would see the layers and feel like these people were watching almost judging but with good interest yet i was scared to trust and let go, i felt if i did i would stop breathing and die. It was all too hectic I couldn't control or manage any thoughts at all I was scattered all over the place it was fucking unpleasant. This experience confirmed it to me to never do psys when tired/lacking sleep, ive had similar hectic experiences on acid when lacking sleep.
My next trip i got home and i was alone i went to the couch and took a large dose I lied down thinking i should just let it envelop me but at that point i felt like i had fucked up, these people where watching again as if i had done something and i felt like i should own up to something, something horrible as if someone was confronting me going "and now what?! huh!" lying down sweating i got i massive urge to move and talk i looked up and the ceiling, it looked amazing i squirmed in euphoria and thought to myself "why am i lying here?" I got up really motivated wanting to do something, be active, thinking that we can't stay still, fuck that!
My last trip was with my housemate she didn't try it she wanted to see what it would do. I smoked and again i felt the presence of more entities in the room, music, visuals, euphoria the usual. I looked at my housemate and she had two black lines going down the middle of her face with cool dark patterns, we spoke for a few hours I ended up giving her a massage on her legs and arms while listening to shpongle a little later she said she really wanted to listen to this mainstream radio station which made me laugh and go "nooo". I kept feeling those entities, especially at the beginning when i closed my eyes one would grab my shoulder and place the other hand on my head almost as if trying to lay me back. I started to think that I worry too much about letting go and I was feeling a little apprehensive about my housemate being there and how my behaviour would be like and these entities seem to always want me to chill, it made me realise that even when i'm alone i feel watched and my actions are affected by that just like when I'm with company, it seems that when I DMT trip the watched feeling intensifies in some situations and the entities watching want me to let go. I smoked more later that night and tried to relaxed with these entities around me even though they just made me feel uncomfortable so i came to the conclusion that i worry about being watched or judged even when alone.
Can anyone relate? or practice talking while tripping?
Here has been my experience so far with DMT and talking. It may be long but please bear with me.
The DMT I have isn't %100 pure and i've yet to measure my doses, but from small hits and different doses i've more or less been able to know how much i need to get to where I don't know if my eyes are open or closed just from taking the first hit of a load. The first time I dosed I was with my mother and we had a very long and frank conversation about us and also a few times me describing what I saw and how I felt. The first hit I nudged her with my elbow asking her to say something. I got this feeling of "what's next?" the visuals and euphoria were amazing but I felt like i was buffering almost like i was just waiting, we then started talking, her voice, sounds and her face just made me weep, i started crying and then we talked for hours with me taking a few hits every once in a while.
Later that night i dosed in my room while listening to Nujabes and the music suddenly became meaningless, like empty sound even though I really like his compilations and productions, it was like there was no need for what i was listening to, a complete loss of interest and I got the urge to talk about being distracted with everything that is around our lives and not actually seeing what is really there and this keeps us from being better.
Two days later I meet up with a friend and we go to her friends place and I take out the DMT and pipe and suggest we do some, she goes first and the moment she looks at me I see that feeling in her of "eh~" she smiles and shrugs I smile at her and ask her something she just smiles back shaking her head acting speechless hands up, she then grabs a pillow drops on her side giggling and we leave her be until she tells us to stop whispering and we leave the room. When we get back and she reports that there was nothing mainly euphoria, empty headed and a serious urge to move and be active, the rest of the night she would space out, talk and dance. Her friend went after, we left him in his room until it was over and he said he saw himself in front of him and had a conversation with himself. I noticed that didn't do a good job at smoke it that so they were on low doses.
I went last took a large dose and once i handed the pipe over to them i looked at them and was mindfucked at how beautiful they looked i told them that and their reaction was as if it was an awkward thing to say, i then began to try to describe my trip and then they just told me to not talk and I just looked at the ceiling and began to analyse those two mainly my friend all i did was laugh at the conclusions. When the visuals left I got up and told them that talking about the mindfuckness and stuff in my head is the best thing ever and how amazing it feels. We smoked weed drank strong cider and danced for hours and clearly the euphoria and shiny eye feeling stayed with us, more freedom, sincerity and kiddiness.
I got home at around 6am loaded my bong with weed and the pipe with DMT I smoked and became a drooling idiot redosing trying to get somewhere, when i closed my eyes I would see my room but altered and would feel and see layers unfold around my head from the inside, I felt as if people where trying to get me to lie down in a calm manner but i wouldnt listen I was scared because everytime i opened my eyes i would see flashes of cars, bikes, punches, people, objects just crashing towards my face at incredible speeds making me twitch, jump and gasp, when i closed them i would see the layers and feel like these people were watching almost judging but with good interest yet i was scared to trust and let go, i felt if i did i would stop breathing and die. It was all too hectic I couldn't control or manage any thoughts at all I was scattered all over the place it was fucking unpleasant. This experience confirmed it to me to never do psys when tired/lacking sleep, ive had similar hectic experiences on acid when lacking sleep.
My next trip i got home and i was alone i went to the couch and took a large dose I lied down thinking i should just let it envelop me but at that point i felt like i had fucked up, these people where watching again as if i had done something and i felt like i should own up to something, something horrible as if someone was confronting me going "and now what?! huh!" lying down sweating i got i massive urge to move and talk i looked up and the ceiling, it looked amazing i squirmed in euphoria and thought to myself "why am i lying here?" I got up really motivated wanting to do something, be active, thinking that we can't stay still, fuck that!
My last trip was with my housemate she didn't try it she wanted to see what it would do. I smoked and again i felt the presence of more entities in the room, music, visuals, euphoria the usual. I looked at my housemate and she had two black lines going down the middle of her face with cool dark patterns, we spoke for a few hours I ended up giving her a massage on her legs and arms while listening to shpongle a little later she said she really wanted to listen to this mainstream radio station which made me laugh and go "nooo". I kept feeling those entities, especially at the beginning when i closed my eyes one would grab my shoulder and place the other hand on my head almost as if trying to lay me back. I started to think that I worry too much about letting go and I was feeling a little apprehensive about my housemate being there and how my behaviour would be like and these entities seem to always want me to chill, it made me realise that even when i'm alone i feel watched and my actions are affected by that just like when I'm with company, it seems that when I DMT trip the watched feeling intensifies in some situations and the entities watching want me to let go. I smoked more later that night and tried to relaxed with these entities around me even though they just made me feel uncomfortable so i came to the conclusion that i worry about being watched or judged even when alone.
Can anyone relate? or practice talking while tripping?
