Hi all,
I'm astonished by my first experience of DMT (in the form of changa). I was with a close group of friends and my brother, one of my friends was experienced but the rest of us had never tried this before. We had all taken some MDMA an hour or two earlier (it is only since that I have found out this is not a good idea, obvious really! I don't know how this affected my trip). I laid on a bed took the first breath from the lung, held it as long as I could, exhaled. I leaned forward to clear the lung and imediately all hell broke loose. I can vaguely remember inhaling again and laying back. Blue blocks, with a red angular spiral within each one repeated infinately, then folded and twisted in....well you'd have to see it. Then out of nowhere....YELLOW, that took me by surprise, I heard my brothers voice say relax, afterwards he said I was writhing around making noises so he thought it might be a good idea to say something like that. His voice did the trick, and I did relax. Blocks everywhere, grids....noises, like wind or sweeping, and big bassy rumbling. I don't remember everything, I remember the very intense onset very well, I know everything was very aztec-y, blocky, pixels and.....downwards? I felt a presence of something, I'm not sure what but something, I don't think I ever saw it. I was very calm, I knew my brother was next to me, sometimes I could hear him saying relax....this was extremely comforting, but the sound did interupt the flow a little. When I started to come round a little I opened my eyes and this changed everything, I was still tripping madly but when I had my eyes closed I wasn't even on this plane of existence. It was very positive, I was left completely awestruck, I found this experience very intense, possibly the most drastic event of my life. Since then I have had trouble processing what I have seen and felt....I think alot more thinking is needed. I know that this was all created by my brain, but the feeling that I was somewhere else and met....something while I was there persists a little, I don't know if I'm comfortable with that at the moment but I still feel I need to recover mentally first before I make any conclusions. For me, at this stage, I am glad that I have tried this, but whether or not I ever do again......well I'll leave it a while and think a bit more.
Will
I'm astonished by my first experience of DMT (in the form of changa). I was with a close group of friends and my brother, one of my friends was experienced but the rest of us had never tried this before. We had all taken some MDMA an hour or two earlier (it is only since that I have found out this is not a good idea, obvious really! I don't know how this affected my trip). I laid on a bed took the first breath from the lung, held it as long as I could, exhaled. I leaned forward to clear the lung and imediately all hell broke loose. I can vaguely remember inhaling again and laying back. Blue blocks, with a red angular spiral within each one repeated infinately, then folded and twisted in....well you'd have to see it. Then out of nowhere....YELLOW, that took me by surprise, I heard my brothers voice say relax, afterwards he said I was writhing around making noises so he thought it might be a good idea to say something like that. His voice did the trick, and I did relax. Blocks everywhere, grids....noises, like wind or sweeping, and big bassy rumbling. I don't remember everything, I remember the very intense onset very well, I know everything was very aztec-y, blocky, pixels and.....downwards? I felt a presence of something, I'm not sure what but something, I don't think I ever saw it. I was very calm, I knew my brother was next to me, sometimes I could hear him saying relax....this was extremely comforting, but the sound did interupt the flow a little. When I started to come round a little I opened my eyes and this changed everything, I was still tripping madly but when I had my eyes closed I wasn't even on this plane of existence. It was very positive, I was left completely awestruck, I found this experience very intense, possibly the most drastic event of my life. Since then I have had trouble processing what I have seen and felt....I think alot more thinking is needed. I know that this was all created by my brain, but the feeling that I was somewhere else and met....something while I was there persists a little, I don't know if I'm comfortable with that at the moment but I still feel I need to recover mentally first before I make any conclusions. For me, at this stage, I am glad that I have tried this, but whether or not I ever do again......well I'll leave it a while and think a bit more.
Will