NeitherHere
Rising Star
I'm working with an nmt/dmt oil from acrb. I feel that weighing such a substance for accuracy is a fools errand because there is no such thing as accuracy when you lose material with every handling through residue loss. It also doesn't account for vaporization factors. So I took my machines coil and ran it down my evaporation dish laden with said oil. The coil I use is copper mesh rolled into a log and folded in half. I unfold it, apply the spice, and proceed to refold and insert it back into the machine. This way the spice is central to the copper pad offering the best even heat distribution and drip resistance possible.
I proceeded to put on a new and unfamiliar house music beat. This was a terrible idea. This broke set for me pretty bad on this experience.
I sat there listening to this tune, setting my intentions and goals, and getting prepared mentally. As children most people have heard the expression "if your friends jump off a bridge would you" and my answer to that question is vehemently YES. I'm terrified of heights, but it'd mot thr height per se, rather the fall. As an adult a few friends and I had gone to a bridge in the capital, an area known for pristine and I mean world class renowned waters. Clarity of 10+ meters. deep crystal blue calm water. They had jumped this bridge several times in the past and it was well known for such activity. So yes. I jumped. I put my faith and my life figuratively into the hands of my friends and I learned that so long as I acted before my ego could beg and negotiate surrender then I would achieve my goal. After all technically the first step is the last and you're technically getting closer to your goal which in this instance was reaching the water and being closer to mother earth. (Please, do NOT go jumping off a bridge especially without supervision in most instances this is not safe by any means. This bridge is very very well known for it and I had hear about it from several people on this city for about a year before taking the jump.i do not condone bridge jumping without proper safety measures. So again, to re-re-reclarify I AM NOT SAYING YOU SHOULD JUMP OFF A BRIDGE. My point t in this story is that this is my approach with dmt. I'm not afraid of it exactly. It's more of a timid respect, the respect I feel it is due for being such a powerful substance. You simply do not disrespect the medicine because it will put you in your place if you do. But I also know I must approach it with true intention. As I read another member mention this well known quote "half measures availed us nothing" . So I was ready to take my metaphorical jump tonight. I proceeded to rip the machine with conviction. We are going somewhere tonight, and I meant it. Seconds later the calm music suddenly became chaotic and unnerving, the world around me began to melt but not like a heavy lsd breathing melt. Instead the stains on the cement at my feet were floating above the floor, the shelves began to "dance" my vessels on said shelves began to breathe. I could feel myself being jettisoned away faster and faster until.... misfire. I could have chased it and I most definitely could have reached the doors of true hyperspace there ever so coveted "blast off" but the music playing in my headphones was uncomfortable and it alone made me uncomfortable. I could have absolutely blasted off but I could tell that going beyond this point would be a mistake at this very moment b3ing uncomfortable with this music. Somehow I managed to navigate my YouTube to a very familiar and peaceful artist I truly enjoy. This artist of choice accompanied my parachute back down to earth.
I didn't intend to outright launch to hyperspace. Mistakes were made and lessons were learned. Had it not been for following traditional set/ setting and egress planning tonight could have been quite jarring but instead I was allowed to have a mixed bag rather than a bag of poo and I'm totally cool with that after all I'm nothing but a selfninvited guest in hyperspace. I have no right to this experience and it absolutely must be treated with respect. That being said I seriously about blasted the hell off on "accident" my intention was to climb the stairs not take willy wonkas elevator to one of Saturn's moons
So, a friendly reminder. Please please pleeeeaase respect your set, setting, ask for an experienced sitter preferably someone who knows first aid incase things go horribly wrong, and always have an egress plan. Having decided to use an unfamiliar tune was like going on a blind date so I knew there was a chance things would go fuckywucky on me. My egress to this solution: keep my device in my lap prepared to change it. By the time I had decided it was a good time to change it I was at the cusp of losing that fine motor skill to do such tasks. I stared and stared at my phone trying to make sense of my task at hand. I need to change it but to what?
All in all it was a good night and this will be added to my internal journal of experiences. Thanks for the read and again please hede harm reductionist guidance. There's no sense in risking a severely uncomfortable experience because you were I'll prepared. There simply is little to no excuse on that front. You are absolutely worth every effort you can make to ensure your own safety. This comes from the individual that spent some 8 hours on the floor crying about hoe they were "dying" after taking s rather large dose of psilocybin. Sure it broke my existential dread fueled depression but the experience itself was harrowing and could have been approached better.
Stay safe and have fun out there.
Remember if you're struggling there's always someone to talk to, please reach out.
I proceeded to put on a new and unfamiliar house music beat. This was a terrible idea. This broke set for me pretty bad on this experience.
I sat there listening to this tune, setting my intentions and goals, and getting prepared mentally. As children most people have heard the expression "if your friends jump off a bridge would you" and my answer to that question is vehemently YES. I'm terrified of heights, but it'd mot thr height per se, rather the fall. As an adult a few friends and I had gone to a bridge in the capital, an area known for pristine and I mean world class renowned waters. Clarity of 10+ meters. deep crystal blue calm water. They had jumped this bridge several times in the past and it was well known for such activity. So yes. I jumped. I put my faith and my life figuratively into the hands of my friends and I learned that so long as I acted before my ego could beg and negotiate surrender then I would achieve my goal. After all technically the first step is the last and you're technically getting closer to your goal which in this instance was reaching the water and being closer to mother earth. (Please, do NOT go jumping off a bridge especially without supervision in most instances this is not safe by any means. This bridge is very very well known for it and I had hear about it from several people on this city for about a year before taking the jump.i do not condone bridge jumping without proper safety measures. So again, to re-re-reclarify I AM NOT SAYING YOU SHOULD JUMP OFF A BRIDGE. My point t in this story is that this is my approach with dmt. I'm not afraid of it exactly. It's more of a timid respect, the respect I feel it is due for being such a powerful substance. You simply do not disrespect the medicine because it will put you in your place if you do. But I also know I must approach it with true intention. As I read another member mention this well known quote "half measures availed us nothing" . So I was ready to take my metaphorical jump tonight. I proceeded to rip the machine with conviction. We are going somewhere tonight, and I meant it. Seconds later the calm music suddenly became chaotic and unnerving, the world around me began to melt but not like a heavy lsd breathing melt. Instead the stains on the cement at my feet were floating above the floor, the shelves began to "dance" my vessels on said shelves began to breathe. I could feel myself being jettisoned away faster and faster until.... misfire. I could have chased it and I most definitely could have reached the doors of true hyperspace there ever so coveted "blast off" but the music playing in my headphones was uncomfortable and it alone made me uncomfortable. I could have absolutely blasted off but I could tell that going beyond this point would be a mistake at this very moment b3ing uncomfortable with this music. Somehow I managed to navigate my YouTube to a very familiar and peaceful artist I truly enjoy. This artist of choice accompanied my parachute back down to earth.
I didn't intend to outright launch to hyperspace. Mistakes were made and lessons were learned. Had it not been for following traditional set/ setting and egress planning tonight could have been quite jarring but instead I was allowed to have a mixed bag rather than a bag of poo and I'm totally cool with that after all I'm nothing but a selfninvited guest in hyperspace. I have no right to this experience and it absolutely must be treated with respect. That being said I seriously about blasted the hell off on "accident" my intention was to climb the stairs not take willy wonkas elevator to one of Saturn's moons
So, a friendly reminder. Please please pleeeeaase respect your set, setting, ask for an experienced sitter preferably someone who knows first aid incase things go horribly wrong, and always have an egress plan. Having decided to use an unfamiliar tune was like going on a blind date so I knew there was a chance things would go fuckywucky on me. My egress to this solution: keep my device in my lap prepared to change it. By the time I had decided it was a good time to change it I was at the cusp of losing that fine motor skill to do such tasks. I stared and stared at my phone trying to make sense of my task at hand. I need to change it but to what?
All in all it was a good night and this will be added to my internal journal of experiences. Thanks for the read and again please hede harm reductionist guidance. There's no sense in risking a severely uncomfortable experience because you were I'll prepared. There simply is little to no excuse on that front. You are absolutely worth every effort you can make to ensure your own safety. This comes from the individual that spent some 8 hours on the floor crying about hoe they were "dying" after taking s rather large dose of psilocybin. Sure it broke my existential dread fueled depression but the experience itself was harrowing and could have been approached better.
Stay safe and have fun out there.
Remember if you're struggling there's always someone to talk to, please reach out.
