Hey everyone !
So, the experience I wanted to talk about actually happened a couple of weeks ago, since when I've been tripping less, smoking more and getting my life back on track. (lol) After many failed attempts to get the kind of trip I wanted out of dmt, mostly due to my vaporization method, I finally created my own ghetto vape (using a chemistry lab beaker with some sort of glass chamber that fit perfectly) that had a large chamber that would fill up with straight vapor when I heated a glass surface atop which the dmt was placed. It worked much, much better than any other method I had ever used, which includes trying out a vapor genie. Anyway, so once I started using this device, I would basically always get a 'proper experience' but out of these maybe 4 trips, only one was in a setting where I could really pound it and chill. I want to describe that one trip because the others don't really hold much meaning at all for me since I wouldn't consider them to be breakthrough experiences.(I once tripped in a restroom cubical -.-)
Here goes:
Dosage: Not sure, but I added more than I thought 50 mg looked like just to be safe because I knew that if I broke through I'd sorta pass out anyway so I might as well overpack it.
Time of day: It was around 7 pm.
Location: friend's dorm room
Setting info: since i like crushing the shit out of my ego through these things, I played Hail Mary by tupac. (a song which I consider to be a mixture of trippy and egotistical) The moment I started tripping I realized that it was a bad idea though haha. It was a brightly lit room.
Info on my mind set: I just really wanted to break through. I was scared but my excitement far outweighed my fear. Beyond that I really dont know what was going on in my head, probably not much. A while before this experience I ate 16g of dried blueish shrooms in a bad setting and had a terrible experience which sort of changed me a little. (but not really... cuz once you change enough times u start to realize whats changing is the self-concept and not necessarily the self) My heart had stopped beating (at least I thought it did) and I was in the afterlife. I felt severely poisoned, it was really f'd up, and I'm probably never gonna be excited about doing shrooms again. HOWEVER, I consider the experience to be level 5 as it shared some aspects with this trip.
Anyway, so what basically happened was: I patiently waited for all the dmt to be vaporized, and when it was I cleared the entire chamber in a few hits. After the final hit, I blanked out of reality pretty hard and fell back (onto the comfy bed :3) Now after this point, i dont even know if what I'm about to say is really what happened. I'm 100 % sure that there are many things that happened that I simply don't remember because it was so incredibly fast, but I'll write about stuff that I do remember. I remember entering hyperspace for sure; the rap song that was playing in the background stopped functioning linearly, it would kinda speed up, slow down and go backwards, which was confusing, scary and awesome. Space stopped existing too; I got the same feeling I got from mushrooms of being able to feel and hear through walls. Visually, I almost have no clue what I saw. I think I saw OEVs of like deep sea divers and tube-shaped spotlights that gave me the feeling of being underwater and being observed by some sort of police-type entity. This is really cool now that I think about it, because combined with my apparent ability to hear through walls and the fact that unbeknownst to me, there were cops on the floor walking towards a friends door, I think dmt might have actually given me some sorta ESP for a short period of time. I however, just thought I was really really f**ked up. And that's the thing.. everyone describes dmt as 'divine' and 'magical' and 'leagues beyond other psychedelics' but I didn't feel that way at all. yes, physically I was destroyed, but otherwise it just felt like being catapulted quickly into *certain aspects* of a level 5 trip on shrooms. Anyway, so a few minutes later when the peak subsided and I could think and function normally again, I still had nice, bright visuals of waxy surfaces and weird fractals (different from lsd fractals which are REAL, its almost as if these were illusory but at the same time far more complex) and for the many minutes thereafter, all I could think of was. 'what just happened' It was really cool, don't get me wrong...but thats all it was...cool. I didnt feel enlightened, I didnt feel spiritual, I didn't feel any of the beautiful greater connections I feel on lsd, hell visually in some ways it was far less intense than a high dose of acid! I walked out feeling satisfied in that I no longer compulsively need to break through on dmt, but other than that I really didn't feel different at all.
Is there something wrong with me ? Why am I not having the same beautiful experiences as everyone else ? One of my friends who's broken through before smoked this same batch a week later and still broke through, on a LOWER DOSE, even though he weighs twice as much as I do (even though I dont believe weight is a factor at all) so it really cant be weak dmt. Is there more to dmt ? Should I keep trying or be patient and wait for my moment ? Does my experience sound like a typical trip ?? Or did I not breakthrough ! :O
Thanks for reading !
So, the experience I wanted to talk about actually happened a couple of weeks ago, since when I've been tripping less, smoking more and getting my life back on track. (lol) After many failed attempts to get the kind of trip I wanted out of dmt, mostly due to my vaporization method, I finally created my own ghetto vape (using a chemistry lab beaker with some sort of glass chamber that fit perfectly) that had a large chamber that would fill up with straight vapor when I heated a glass surface atop which the dmt was placed. It worked much, much better than any other method I had ever used, which includes trying out a vapor genie. Anyway, so once I started using this device, I would basically always get a 'proper experience' but out of these maybe 4 trips, only one was in a setting where I could really pound it and chill. I want to describe that one trip because the others don't really hold much meaning at all for me since I wouldn't consider them to be breakthrough experiences.(I once tripped in a restroom cubical -.-)
Here goes:
Dosage: Not sure, but I added more than I thought 50 mg looked like just to be safe because I knew that if I broke through I'd sorta pass out anyway so I might as well overpack it.
Time of day: It was around 7 pm.
Location: friend's dorm room
Setting info: since i like crushing the shit out of my ego through these things, I played Hail Mary by tupac. (a song which I consider to be a mixture of trippy and egotistical) The moment I started tripping I realized that it was a bad idea though haha. It was a brightly lit room.
Info on my mind set: I just really wanted to break through. I was scared but my excitement far outweighed my fear. Beyond that I really dont know what was going on in my head, probably not much. A while before this experience I ate 16g of dried blueish shrooms in a bad setting and had a terrible experience which sort of changed me a little. (but not really... cuz once you change enough times u start to realize whats changing is the self-concept and not necessarily the self) My heart had stopped beating (at least I thought it did) and I was in the afterlife. I felt severely poisoned, it was really f'd up, and I'm probably never gonna be excited about doing shrooms again. HOWEVER, I consider the experience to be level 5 as it shared some aspects with this trip.
Anyway, so what basically happened was: I patiently waited for all the dmt to be vaporized, and when it was I cleared the entire chamber in a few hits. After the final hit, I blanked out of reality pretty hard and fell back (onto the comfy bed :3) Now after this point, i dont even know if what I'm about to say is really what happened. I'm 100 % sure that there are many things that happened that I simply don't remember because it was so incredibly fast, but I'll write about stuff that I do remember. I remember entering hyperspace for sure; the rap song that was playing in the background stopped functioning linearly, it would kinda speed up, slow down and go backwards, which was confusing, scary and awesome. Space stopped existing too; I got the same feeling I got from mushrooms of being able to feel and hear through walls. Visually, I almost have no clue what I saw. I think I saw OEVs of like deep sea divers and tube-shaped spotlights that gave me the feeling of being underwater and being observed by some sort of police-type entity. This is really cool now that I think about it, because combined with my apparent ability to hear through walls and the fact that unbeknownst to me, there were cops on the floor walking towards a friends door, I think dmt might have actually given me some sorta ESP for a short period of time. I however, just thought I was really really f**ked up. And that's the thing.. everyone describes dmt as 'divine' and 'magical' and 'leagues beyond other psychedelics' but I didn't feel that way at all. yes, physically I was destroyed, but otherwise it just felt like being catapulted quickly into *certain aspects* of a level 5 trip on shrooms. Anyway, so a few minutes later when the peak subsided and I could think and function normally again, I still had nice, bright visuals of waxy surfaces and weird fractals (different from lsd fractals which are REAL, its almost as if these were illusory but at the same time far more complex) and for the many minutes thereafter, all I could think of was. 'what just happened' It was really cool, don't get me wrong...but thats all it was...cool. I didnt feel enlightened, I didnt feel spiritual, I didn't feel any of the beautiful greater connections I feel on lsd, hell visually in some ways it was far less intense than a high dose of acid! I walked out feeling satisfied in that I no longer compulsively need to break through on dmt, but other than that I really didn't feel different at all.
Is there something wrong with me ? Why am I not having the same beautiful experiences as everyone else ? One of my friends who's broken through before smoked this same batch a week later and still broke through, on a LOWER DOSE, even though he weighs twice as much as I do (even though I dont believe weight is a factor at all) so it really cant be weak dmt. Is there more to dmt ? Should I keep trying or be patient and wait for my moment ? Does my experience sound like a typical trip ?? Or did I not breakthrough ! :O
Thanks for reading !
It's not as much about "liking" as learning and DMT offers no handicap seats, wether you'll want it or not, wether you understand it or not, wether you're ready or not, you'll get it.
