FIRST AND FOREMOST
If you take a look at this and have a TLDR response I 100% understand. Thank you for at least looking.
THE REPORT BEGINS
Work is done for the day and it is still early. This is very rare. I may not get this much freedom on a day until the New Year so I am going to try pharma today.
DOSING THE HARMALAS
I dosed 125 mgs. of full spectrum harmalas HCl. I had 25 mgs DMT in a bindle for oral and 10 mgs DMT in the GVG for vaped if I desired. And my weak but trustworthy vape was handy. It is much easier and safer to use when intoxicated.
DOSING THE DMT
55 mins later Nefer the cat is chilling on my lap; 25 mgs DMT down the hatch.
After awhile (maybe 45 mins on an empty stomach) it seemed like the pharma was either a misfire or taking longer than expected (no alert beyond harmala intoxication) so I started hitting my weak vape like the DMT fiend I am.
VAPE HITS
It started with a strange dark room that was filled with big leafed plants all over the floor, walls and creeping vines and leaves into the ceiling space. Suddenly this room was quite literally in outer space with the lattice of the vines and plants being the only thing holding it together. The movement was quite rapid.
Eventually, I guess I “landed” in a weird space filled with rainbow, blinking, spinning marquis. These marquis were filled with alien language and arabic letters - I was just not quite able to discern an actual word. These gorgeous marquis spun around sinuously in the 3D space, tying themselves into an amazing, complex and gorgeous Hyperknot.
The center of the Hyperknot started gaining fantastic detail and length and in no time at all was transformed into an amazing insectoid entity. Its’ thorax continued to elongate and become snake like. The border of its’ body was suffused with plants and large, tropical flowers.
This entity went down what I can only describe as a Hyperwell. It was a concave spinning vortex that had a distinct dark blue and black square border. The parts of it were colorful and changing constantly. A fantastic texture. I flew over this well and had no directional control at all, was not able to even come close to descending into it.
I then floated over an area with huge finely detailed and decorated sarcophagi and weird, constantly changing (expression, age, race, species) female faces visible at their opened top ends. The sarcophagi were bright , bejeweled and wildly decorated. The faces were poorly lit, in a dark space.
Then I moved into a tight space with floor and ceiling quite close. Lots of greens and dark blues here. The parts of the room (floor, walls, ceiling) were all spinning insanely.
I surfaced and took a bunch more vape hits. Before this I had to send Nefer out of the room as she was too much on me and much too interactive.
MORE VAPE HITS:
I was right back in it with the spinning marquis everywhere. They were forming a net. On the left side of my field of view a tan colored cylinder appeared and the base of it was temporarily caught in the net of marquis. Emerging from the center of the horizontal tan colored cylinder were other grey cylinders but their orientation was vertical.
Unable to control my motion, I wound up closely hugging the wall of the large cylinder. This wall eventually changed and opened itself up into an entirely different space. This space was filled with gigantic black Totem Pole entities. They were huge and tightly packed against each other so they were unable to move.
I transitioned from the Totem Room into my favorite part of this experience.
I was floating above a fantastic, ever color changing, shining and polished, electrically alive, hyper landscape. I came to an area that had the most amazing rainbow spherical alien entity. It was rainbow but there were also thin metallic, very shiny layers of square, rectangle, squares and rectangles with little connector paths between them type geometry featuring various colors stacked, moving and making up its’ very metallic looking “skin.” These metallic strips were shiny silver, white and blue, with some red.
This entity was IN on the cosmic joke. It was so happy. It was having so much fun. The feelings it was experiencing were radiating publicly and telepathically out from it and were contagious.
The spherical entity happily had its super skinny, yellow, anthropomorphic right arm extended and was cranking its’ own oversized, white clown like hand on its’ right side in a counter clockwise motion. As it did this, weird looking “tickets” emerged from its’mouth. I seriously cannot figure out where in my mind such a thing could have come from. But I am very happy to have met this entity.
I was floating above this entity and to its’ right so it was in my left field of view.
At this point I was laughing out loud, even as I floated so far away that the entity was no longer in view.
Next I watched a spinning mandala with a black field behind while thinking about the real potential of these sacraments/compounds to put us directly in touch with the Divine/mystical.
The mandala began breaking apart into pieces/sections and going into black background with parts of the mandala and my “soul” moving rapidly.
I wound up in a breathtaking space featuring languously rotating stacks of animal and alien skeletons. Everything was in rainbow pastels. There were difficult to recognize multi winged creatures, strange things that looked like the skeletal cross between a mammal and an insect and a number of skeletons with improbably long neck bones. The rainbow pastels dominated with green, yellow and pink. Each skeleton was a distinct color. They were all connected into insane columns and slowly spinning..
Next up I watched my right field of vision fill with stacks of amazing red cubbies. Inside each cubby was an odd person/alien/entity. Some of them were smaller and had room to move around. Some were so large their heads completely filled their cubby.
Things began to wind down with the spinning marquis returning. They rose all at once above my field of view and rapidly spun themselves into a rotating spiral galaxy formation. But the center of this galaxy had weird faces, even muppet-like faces at times, rather than a supermassive black hole.
I decided at this point to let myself baseline and not vape any more.
SNEAKY PHARMA
It was 2+ hours past swallowing the DMT and I was sure the oral part of things had misfired and that I would just be in the harmala state for the rest of the day. DMT, of course, had a much different agenda.
Oh that sneaky pharma. I sure learned my lesson in the past when I got my arse kicked so hard that the aftermath involved the permanent healing/cessation of a 40+ year insect phobia. That little bit of foolishness involved a 70 mgs dose of DMT with a 55 mgs chaser. Not recommended for anyone, regardless of phobia status.
Knowing that sometimes pharma can be sneaky, I chose not to eat any more DMT earlier, but rather to just continue vaping whenever I surfaced.
I was hanging out in Nexus chat when I very rapidly got surprisingly and forcefully dragged down, down, down into another DMT trip. Things began with a field of orange on one side (left) and black on the other (right). The dividing line was detailed with a fantastic peacock like pattern.
THE REALMS OF THE DEAD
Eventually I visited many amazing places that felt like the realms of the dead. There were huge and deep vistas and landscapes, yet the space was not open, . . ..rather it felt very crowded, very built up. I did not see entities. I felt souls. They were everywhere. They were part and parcel of the fantastic architecture. Electric white towers going to infinity, dark spaces filled with pink and green lights, hylozoic, inhabited hills and valleys and so much more. But it was like the landscape and architecture was just the surface veneer. It was all souls in this space.
Mentally stunned all I could do was give HUGE thanks to my mother and other dead relatives.
I ascended up to a kind of basement room but was unable to escape back to the land of the living. I realized this would not be a horrible place to be stuck.
Imagine being in a hyperspatial basement with stairs leading to the back yard of a property and two doors which open outward in opposite directions, that you would push up on from within the basement and pull on from out in the back yard. Now imagine this space being bright white with light coming out of the walls. Imagine this space being inhabited with weird things and souls. That’s where I got stuck. I could not get out the doors at the top of the hyperstairs.
Shu, my cowardly cat, seems to be over his (Mom is) tripping fear. When the trance broke I found him on my lap, very snuggly. I was not sure when he climbed on board. Normally when I trip he hides under the bed. Also normally when I trip on DMT I am laying down but I was sitting up for this one. I just got taken away in that position but did not fall over.
I reared forward with some sudden nasuea and reached for my purge bucket but it was just dry heaves. This caused Shu to bail from my lap.
By the way Shpongle Codex VI was great for touring the afterlife.
DARK CORNERS OF MY MIND:
Pharma came in waves and I kept getting dragged down into the dark parts of my mind - had to face my remaining bad habits, my deep grief. This part is intentionally lacking in details as some of the material was not great and very personal.
I spent some time realizing I really did not like being in my room very much. The room where I had spent decades with my passed away husband. But due to the blessing and curse that is rent control and my lack of much income I am literally trapped until I die or until they kick me out, in this dump.
Then a hyperfocus on my feet which were suffused with warmth. My feet are in bad shape - lots of lumpy, painful bone spurs from multiple tendon breaking sprains and a break in my ankle without medical care. I am a professional cat sitter, dog walker and house sitter, since after my husband dropped dead no one would hire an old woman. My feet make barely enough to survive.
Shu the cat tried to comfort me. Then Nefer the cat came and perched right next to him. So I had them sitting side by side on my right, as if they were guarding my body. It really helped. I lay back down..
Pharma finally had me working on letting stuff go and practicing for my own death. Death practice involved loosing touch with my body and slowly loosing touch with all sensory input for a short period. Vision would shut down, proprioception would shut down, music would turn off (in my head). This came in waves.
Later, I took a look at my face using the selfie option on my phone. It looked like a child’s face of indeterminate gender.
Four plus hours since eating the harmalas I was still very high and even tripping but not visionary any more.
I spent a long time getting the cats fed. I kept getting confused. I forget what the wet food was and what I was supposed to do with it. Eventually I gave it all to them (the entire can - they normally get 1/2 a can) but in the wrong bowls. The cats were a bit confused but super happy - I accidentally overfed them.
The fates were with me on one front: This is the first afternoon in MONTHS where I have not received 10-12 scam attempt calls or texts. It’s not easy listing myself as a businesswoman. My phone was off during the experience but when I turned it on, there was nothing new.
THE NEXT DAY
It’s the next day now and the calls and texts are coming in a flood as usual.
The next day went well even though it has been filled with torrential rain, challenges, 4 hours stuck in traffic and stressors.
I keep thinking about the dark stuff that came up but I am okay with that as DMT gives me what I need. Always. I also keep thinking about that joy-filled, ticket spitting spherical entity. I would have loved to go to whatever the show was.
If you take a look at this and have a TLDR response I 100% understand. Thank you for at least looking.
THE REPORT BEGINS
Work is done for the day and it is still early. This is very rare. I may not get this much freedom on a day until the New Year so I am going to try pharma today.
DOSING THE HARMALAS
I dosed 125 mgs. of full spectrum harmalas HCl. I had 25 mgs DMT in a bindle for oral and 10 mgs DMT in the GVG for vaped if I desired. And my weak but trustworthy vape was handy. It is much easier and safer to use when intoxicated.
DOSING THE DMT
55 mins later Nefer the cat is chilling on my lap; 25 mgs DMT down the hatch.
After awhile (maybe 45 mins on an empty stomach) it seemed like the pharma was either a misfire or taking longer than expected (no alert beyond harmala intoxication) so I started hitting my weak vape like the DMT fiend I am.
VAPE HITS
It started with a strange dark room that was filled with big leafed plants all over the floor, walls and creeping vines and leaves into the ceiling space. Suddenly this room was quite literally in outer space with the lattice of the vines and plants being the only thing holding it together. The movement was quite rapid.
Eventually, I guess I “landed” in a weird space filled with rainbow, blinking, spinning marquis. These marquis were filled with alien language and arabic letters - I was just not quite able to discern an actual word. These gorgeous marquis spun around sinuously in the 3D space, tying themselves into an amazing, complex and gorgeous Hyperknot.
The center of the Hyperknot started gaining fantastic detail and length and in no time at all was transformed into an amazing insectoid entity. Its’ thorax continued to elongate and become snake like. The border of its’ body was suffused with plants and large, tropical flowers.
This entity went down what I can only describe as a Hyperwell. It was a concave spinning vortex that had a distinct dark blue and black square border. The parts of it were colorful and changing constantly. A fantastic texture. I flew over this well and had no directional control at all, was not able to even come close to descending into it.
I then floated over an area with huge finely detailed and decorated sarcophagi and weird, constantly changing (expression, age, race, species) female faces visible at their opened top ends. The sarcophagi were bright , bejeweled and wildly decorated. The faces were poorly lit, in a dark space.
Then I moved into a tight space with floor and ceiling quite close. Lots of greens and dark blues here. The parts of the room (floor, walls, ceiling) were all spinning insanely.
I surfaced and took a bunch more vape hits. Before this I had to send Nefer out of the room as she was too much on me and much too interactive.
MORE VAPE HITS:
I was right back in it with the spinning marquis everywhere. They were forming a net. On the left side of my field of view a tan colored cylinder appeared and the base of it was temporarily caught in the net of marquis. Emerging from the center of the horizontal tan colored cylinder were other grey cylinders but their orientation was vertical.
Unable to control my motion, I wound up closely hugging the wall of the large cylinder. This wall eventually changed and opened itself up into an entirely different space. This space was filled with gigantic black Totem Pole entities. They were huge and tightly packed against each other so they were unable to move.
I transitioned from the Totem Room into my favorite part of this experience.
I was floating above a fantastic, ever color changing, shining and polished, electrically alive, hyper landscape. I came to an area that had the most amazing rainbow spherical alien entity. It was rainbow but there were also thin metallic, very shiny layers of square, rectangle, squares and rectangles with little connector paths between them type geometry featuring various colors stacked, moving and making up its’ very metallic looking “skin.” These metallic strips were shiny silver, white and blue, with some red.
This entity was IN on the cosmic joke. It was so happy. It was having so much fun. The feelings it was experiencing were radiating publicly and telepathically out from it and were contagious.
The spherical entity happily had its super skinny, yellow, anthropomorphic right arm extended and was cranking its’ own oversized, white clown like hand on its’ right side in a counter clockwise motion. As it did this, weird looking “tickets” emerged from its’mouth. I seriously cannot figure out where in my mind such a thing could have come from. But I am very happy to have met this entity.
I was floating above this entity and to its’ right so it was in my left field of view.
At this point I was laughing out loud, even as I floated so far away that the entity was no longer in view.
Next I watched a spinning mandala with a black field behind while thinking about the real potential of these sacraments/compounds to put us directly in touch with the Divine/mystical.
The mandala began breaking apart into pieces/sections and going into black background with parts of the mandala and my “soul” moving rapidly.
I wound up in a breathtaking space featuring languously rotating stacks of animal and alien skeletons. Everything was in rainbow pastels. There were difficult to recognize multi winged creatures, strange things that looked like the skeletal cross between a mammal and an insect and a number of skeletons with improbably long neck bones. The rainbow pastels dominated with green, yellow and pink. Each skeleton was a distinct color. They were all connected into insane columns and slowly spinning..
Next up I watched my right field of vision fill with stacks of amazing red cubbies. Inside each cubby was an odd person/alien/entity. Some of them were smaller and had room to move around. Some were so large their heads completely filled their cubby.
Things began to wind down with the spinning marquis returning. They rose all at once above my field of view and rapidly spun themselves into a rotating spiral galaxy formation. But the center of this galaxy had weird faces, even muppet-like faces at times, rather than a supermassive black hole.
I decided at this point to let myself baseline and not vape any more.
SNEAKY PHARMA
It was 2+ hours past swallowing the DMT and I was sure the oral part of things had misfired and that I would just be in the harmala state for the rest of the day. DMT, of course, had a much different agenda.
Oh that sneaky pharma. I sure learned my lesson in the past when I got my arse kicked so hard that the aftermath involved the permanent healing/cessation of a 40+ year insect phobia. That little bit of foolishness involved a 70 mgs dose of DMT with a 55 mgs chaser. Not recommended for anyone, regardless of phobia status.
Knowing that sometimes pharma can be sneaky, I chose not to eat any more DMT earlier, but rather to just continue vaping whenever I surfaced.
I was hanging out in Nexus chat when I very rapidly got surprisingly and forcefully dragged down, down, down into another DMT trip. Things began with a field of orange on one side (left) and black on the other (right). The dividing line was detailed with a fantastic peacock like pattern.
THE REALMS OF THE DEAD
Eventually I visited many amazing places that felt like the realms of the dead. There were huge and deep vistas and landscapes, yet the space was not open, . . ..rather it felt very crowded, very built up. I did not see entities. I felt souls. They were everywhere. They were part and parcel of the fantastic architecture. Electric white towers going to infinity, dark spaces filled with pink and green lights, hylozoic, inhabited hills and valleys and so much more. But it was like the landscape and architecture was just the surface veneer. It was all souls in this space.
Mentally stunned all I could do was give HUGE thanks to my mother and other dead relatives.
I ascended up to a kind of basement room but was unable to escape back to the land of the living. I realized this would not be a horrible place to be stuck.
Imagine being in a hyperspatial basement with stairs leading to the back yard of a property and two doors which open outward in opposite directions, that you would push up on from within the basement and pull on from out in the back yard. Now imagine this space being bright white with light coming out of the walls. Imagine this space being inhabited with weird things and souls. That’s where I got stuck. I could not get out the doors at the top of the hyperstairs.
Shu, my cowardly cat, seems to be over his (Mom is) tripping fear. When the trance broke I found him on my lap, very snuggly. I was not sure when he climbed on board. Normally when I trip he hides under the bed. Also normally when I trip on DMT I am laying down but I was sitting up for this one. I just got taken away in that position but did not fall over.
I reared forward with some sudden nasuea and reached for my purge bucket but it was just dry heaves. This caused Shu to bail from my lap.
By the way Shpongle Codex VI was great for touring the afterlife.
DARK CORNERS OF MY MIND:
Pharma came in waves and I kept getting dragged down into the dark parts of my mind - had to face my remaining bad habits, my deep grief. This part is intentionally lacking in details as some of the material was not great and very personal.
I spent some time realizing I really did not like being in my room very much. The room where I had spent decades with my passed away husband. But due to the blessing and curse that is rent control and my lack of much income I am literally trapped until I die or until they kick me out, in this dump.
Then a hyperfocus on my feet which were suffused with warmth. My feet are in bad shape - lots of lumpy, painful bone spurs from multiple tendon breaking sprains and a break in my ankle without medical care. I am a professional cat sitter, dog walker and house sitter, since after my husband dropped dead no one would hire an old woman. My feet make barely enough to survive.
Shu the cat tried to comfort me. Then Nefer the cat came and perched right next to him. So I had them sitting side by side on my right, as if they were guarding my body. It really helped. I lay back down..
Pharma finally had me working on letting stuff go and practicing for my own death. Death practice involved loosing touch with my body and slowly loosing touch with all sensory input for a short period. Vision would shut down, proprioception would shut down, music would turn off (in my head). This came in waves.
Later, I took a look at my face using the selfie option on my phone. It looked like a child’s face of indeterminate gender.
Four plus hours since eating the harmalas I was still very high and even tripping but not visionary any more.
I spent a long time getting the cats fed. I kept getting confused. I forget what the wet food was and what I was supposed to do with it. Eventually I gave it all to them (the entire can - they normally get 1/2 a can) but in the wrong bowls. The cats were a bit confused but super happy - I accidentally overfed them.
The fates were with me on one front: This is the first afternoon in MONTHS where I have not received 10-12 scam attempt calls or texts. It’s not easy listing myself as a businesswoman. My phone was off during the experience but when I turned it on, there was nothing new.
THE NEXT DAY
It’s the next day now and the calls and texts are coming in a flood as usual.
The next day went well even though it has been filled with torrential rain, challenges, 4 hours stuck in traffic and stressors.
I keep thinking about the dark stuff that came up but I am okay with that as DMT gives me what I need. Always. I also keep thinking about that joy-filled, ticket spitting spherical entity. I would have loved to go to whatever the show was.
