LawnBoy
Rising Star
Oh man, wow! :surprised Sorry, Eye don't have exact dosage. It was the end of the day, maybe an hour before midnight, when Eye was pretty high from jwh-250, jwh-019, alcohol, and cannabis. Being relaxed, feeling good, one thought as one curled into a fetal position, "oh, dmt!" Eye quickly jumped up from bed and loaded a pinch into the bowl. One likes to smoke, when one is feeling relaxed and euphoric.
This took 5 hits from a pipe of 1:1 jimjam infused duff. Before the jimjam/duff, an unknown amount of relatively clean freebase syrian rue extract was smoked, one bowl, about 100 mg of each. Eye pushed past the third and fourth hit. Eye heard two voices, begging me to close my eyes. They were behind me and to the right, two untrustworthy-sounding men. Eye could almost picture, them cartoon-like. Not real people. Eye ignored them took five hits in total, and laid down. My room became alien. Patterns developed that Eye never noticed before, all of a sudden the room was nothing, but color and patterns. Eye couldn't make out the closet, the computer desk, the chairs. All dark colors, blues, greens, the light/lamp on the ceiling took on a tribal design and looked nothing like it does when sober. All the colors were dark, not bright, for Eye had turned off the light, after setting down the pipe and laying down on the bed.
In previous experiences: First Success! MHRB/Lime/Limo/Vinegar/Freebase - First steps in Hyperspace - Welcome to the DMT-Nexus
Eye was "stuck" "unmovable" in a room of evolving, constantly shifting, intricate, realistic patterns and shapes, a flash of an entity or two, voices, voices of relatives, voices Eye don't really recognize. The colors varied a lot, but were mostly dark.
This time, things were much different, much more patterned. The general colors reminded me of a gingerbread house, red, green, white, brown, Christmas-pastels. It took a bit to see that the intricate designs were the entities. They were brown with white outlines, bright, bunny-looking things, and they were happy. We are talking joyous, dancing, dancing in lines and patterns as if there were singing, but there was too much visual to "hear" anything. They were happy to see me, glad Eye had joined them. Dancing in spirals and fractals.
The previous experience, the room reminded me of a 1950's diner, but this time, the room was like a "modern kitchen." Eye was staring at where the dining room table would be, but it's more like an "piano/organ" with multiple rows of keys. These layers folded in and out of each other. So the island had depth. It's wasn't flat like a table, but you could almost climb into it, if it wasn't moving so much. Imagine the cartoon show Simpsons' kitchen. Eye would be standing in front of the sink, looking away from the window and towards the refrigerator, to the left.
But, :d Eye got past that. Eye started moving. Eye looked up to the left and as Eye did so, Eye began to move wherever Eye looked. Eye moved toward an open doorway, where Eye could see them waiting for me, outside. The doorway was rounded at the top, like the Simpsons'.The room was composed entirely of "them." But, they were outside too, where there was green grass and a bright blue sky. It was bright and sunny outside. Everything was pastel colors, and looked kinda like cardboard/paper-cutout animation, but realistic. So intricately detailed. But, Eye didn't make it outside.
Eye opened my eyes.Eye believe an outside noise (my brother making noise in the other room) made me open my eyes to look for my cats, thinking they had made the noise. Eye looked for my cats, but couldn't make them out. The room was still alien to me and Eye could barely even tell it was my room. Nothing, but dark colors, that shifted and formed unrecognizable patterns. Eye reached out the run my hands through the "ripples or lines of color," only to realize that Eye couldn't feel them, just see them. Eye laugh at the silliness of grabbing for the "lines." Eye certainly didn't see my cats, I couldn't see anything, but color and pattern.
So, Eye closed my eyes again. Suddenly, the imagery all changed. Eye realized that though Eye was "seeing" all of this Eye could hear everything going on in "reality." I heard my brother moving around in his room. The desire to share this experience with my brother grew strong. Eye wished that my brother, too, could feel this, and thought of sharing it with him in the future. This thought quickly passed, and a variety of ideas rambled through my head that Eye can't really remember. Probably ideas of awe, like "oh wow, this is it," epiphany-like ideas, like "wow" and "they were so friggin' happy to see me and I actually saw them" etc etc.
The imagery became much less organized, but still beautiful and intricate. Eye do distinctly remember the fact that, the sight of intertwining strands of DNA, reminded me of hugging a woman and the image of a beautiful woman lay in front of me. Eye physically reached out for her only to open my eyes and realize the silliness of reaching out to hug a hallucination. Eye laugh at myself, then utter "oh my god" several times.
At that point, Eye crawl out of my bed to go into the other room to explain the experience to my brother.
Wow :d it was very easy to fall in and out. What Eye mean, was there were moments when Eye completely forgot that Eye had smoked something. Eye don't know how long the visuals lasted. They felt like eternity. Eye could relate this trip to salvia and to mushrooms on many ways. Eye can't say, "wow," enough times. This bliss one felt was, great, just joyous.
ps. The awe, was coupled with joy. It was like being on top of a mountain at sunrise, but incomparable still. As if, Eye had overcome or accomplished something great, without even trying. What had Eye done to deserve this joy, this love? What could Eye have done? Eye am kinda surprised I didn't cry, because it was amazing, just incredible.
Eye must thank everyone here for the support and love:d
