Trip Report
(25I 1.8mg / 25B 2mg / DMT 35-50mg) Intermediate Breakthrough Insanity
Hello, this is my second trip report and in this trip report I will outline my experience on a combination of DMT and NBOMe. This was definitely one of the most intense experiences of my life.
This story will have two characters, Ty and Mike. Please keep in mind that all events and characters are entirely fictitious.
My names Ty. I've been wanting to have a real breakthrough experience on DMT for weeks since I first tried it and thoroughly enjoyed it. My friend Mike and I had agreed to get together and make it happen on one Saturday night. So it was on that day at about 11:45PM that Mike and I found ourselves around my table in a small sun-room. On the table lay 8 blotters, each containing 400ug 25I and 500ug 25B. We agreed that we'd each take 4. We expected the trip to take about two hours to kick in, and we didn't want to be up all day and into the next day. (For anyone wondering, NBOMes have a nasty habit of keeping you awake all night.)
So, without much hesitation we both popped our blotters into our mouths and positioned them for maximum comfort which is a considerably challenging task as NBOMe gives off a strong chemical taste that seems to stick in your mouth for hours making all food and drink taste awful. After popping the blotters in our mouths, we decided to distract ourselves by playing some fighting game. I think it was Dead or Alive.
After about 45 minutes, I began developing an awful stomach ache and decided I should head to the bathroom just in case I should vomit. Almost upon standing up, I began feeling a serious body high from the NBOMe. The body high is largely a tingly feeling running through your body which causes you to want to move around and "vibrate" (tap your foot, move your hands, etc.) Almost right after the body high came on, the sickening feeling subsided and I felt much better.
We sat around enjoying the feeling of the body high and slight visual disturbances such as swirls and flashing lights out of the corners of our eyes. Finally I spoke up to Mike and said "Hey dude, we should try some DMT." He looked at me like I was out of my mind, "DMT?! Dude... I don't know..." I persisted though and told him I would try it and if all went well, he could try some too. So I pulled out my Arizer Solo, loaded about half the chamber with damiana, dropped in some random amount of DMT. I'm not sure how much it was, as I was having a kind of hard time doing anything. My hands were shaking a lot from the NBOMe, but I'm pretty sure I got around 35-40mg into there.
I went and sat by this step near the center of the room. I looked at him and said "Alright dude, this is it! Wish me luck!" I took a big drag on it and felt absolutely nothing which was a little weird to me. I guess this was probably due to the effects of the NBOMe overshadowing the oncoming DMT. I took another hit, and another. Finally I started feeling it, and remember what I had heard online, I took one more drag and held it in as I felt myself start "drifting off" for lack of a better word.
I've got no idea what happened at that point... All I know is that I felt as though I just woke up. I looked over at Mike, his head was outlined by a lamp behind him darkening his features, and the chair he was sitting in looked kind of like a temple. I got this strong feeling he was some sort of Aztec sun-god. His shirt had a bunch of these little symbols that look almost like swastikas. The Hindu kind, not Nazi Swastikas... Anyhow, they all seemed to be glowing in neon colors like green, red and blue, and shooting off his body. This was really crazy to me. I remembered at that point that I had just intended to take DMT. I said "No way dude... Did I do DMT?" He looked at me and was like "Yeah dude, you did DMT."
I couldn't believe him... I looked around the room. What he was saying seemed to ring a bell. I had remembered loading it up, but I couldn't remember taking it and I didn't see my vaporizer, so I couldn't believe that I had actually taken it. I looked at him again "Dude, where's my vaporizer?" He showed it to me and I stared at it for a second. "I took this?" I asked him. He laughed, "Yeah dude, that went inside you," he said, "That's how you know a drug is good when you can't even remember taking it."
I was in total disbelief. I looked back to where my head had been laying and I got this super strange and strong feeling that I was just waking up again. I looked all over and then looked at Mike again, "Dude, I did DMT?" He looked at me with maybe a hint of concern, "Yeah dude, you did DMT." I picked up my vaporizer and stared at it for a few minutes. He repeated "Yeah dude, that went inside you. I watched you do it." This was just too crazy for me to believe. I told him, "I'm gonna do it again, but this time I'm gonna record it." He laughed, "You can record it but it's not gonna be that interesting, you kind of just lay there for a couple minutes."
I propped my phone up on a pillow facing me, threw in another random amount of DMT into my Solo and looked at him "All right, see you soon man!" I took one puff, two puffs, three puffs. On the fourth puff I held it in just as I had done before. This time it was different. When I fell sideways onto the step, I didn't blackout. I saw myself breaking through a floor, or perhaps emerging at the top of a staircase. The floor was all chequered with dots in the middle of each square. There were cogs and gears all over as though I was inside a clock or something. I saw a guy standing by a lever. He didn't look at nor talk to me. I was only there briefly and all of a sudden I was somewhere else. It was an alien hallway of the nicest, cosiest blue I can ever remember seeing. I saw children's sports stuff floating through the air, skateboards, basketballs, baseballs, etc. In the hall was a blue alien. Again, he didn't look at me nor talk. All of a sudden I was back in my body, but I remembered everything this time and I was ready for the "waking up" feeling. I looked over at my friend and said "I just broke-through dude".
"How was it man?" Mike asked me. I said "it was insane! I saw lots of blue and cogs and corkscrews. There were aliens-" he interrupted me, "Aliens dude!?" I wasn't sure what surprised him about this, because it seemed really quite natural to me, so I told him "yeah dude, aliens. It's not like they were probing me or anything." I quickly decided Mike needed to try too. I loaded him up a hit and passed him the Solo. I told him that if at anypoint he felt himself "drifting off," just put his hand out with the Solo and I'd grab it for him. He took one puff, and two puffs and put his hand out. I knew instinctively that there was noway he was gonna breakthrough on just those two puffs, but I didn't really care. As he was puffing I started seeing all these beautiful neon outlines around the vapor coming out of his mouth. it was really amazing. I started seeing those aztec symbols again as well.
When he came down he told me that he didn't think he broke through, but he still had a hell of a time on it. I though that was awesome. it struck me that I didn't have any idea what time it was. I figured it had probably been about 2 hours and was now 1:00. I checked the clock and to my great surprise and disappointment, it read 3:00. I decided I wanted to get another breakthrough or two in before the 25I and 25B wore off. I loaded up the vaporizer and went again.
This time was a little different. I found myself in that same clockwork type room, and again left it in a similar fashion. This time, I ended up in this "Nuketown" feeling town. I looked around for a short time before I saw a truck pulling along with a figure standing in the bed of it. As the truck got closer I recognized the figure as the comedian Katt Williams. I thought that was pretty funny. His head started growing a little bit and he became slightly bobble-head-esque. I came down again.
Mike asked me what I saw this time and I told him "Dude, I saw Katt Williams." He laughed, "What is Katt Williams doing in DMT land??" We agreed that it didn't seem to fit him very well, but it was pretty funny that he was there. I asked Mike if he wanted to give DMT another go. He sat there running through various different psychedelic induced thoughts before finally arriving at the conclusion that he probably didn't want to get anymore fucked up than he already was. I understood, but was slightly disappointed. I really wanted him to breakthrough and experience what I had.
I decided, even if he doesn't want to go again, I sure as hell do. I loaded up another hit and lay down this time in the middle of the room. I took the hit just as I had done previously and again I was gone. This time I felt like I was in a hospital due to the mellow green colors of the lower half of walls, and the sick white colors of the upperhalves. I just floated through the corridors and noticed after a short time that there was some gray haired man pouring a large bag of salt over his shoulder out of the corner of my eye. He was there for the remainder of the trip. I'm not sure what his purpose was, but he was there...
I came down again and told Mike about the weird gray haired dude. Mike didn't really have much to say about that. Fortunately the effects of the NBOMe was starting to wear off. We had begun to wonder if that was ever gonna happen. Mike decided that since the effects of the NBOMe was pretty close to gone, he'd give DMT another shot. He laid down on his back as I loaded up another hit of DMT.
He followed the exact procedure I had been following and took about 3 breaths. This time he was gone. I was slightly concerned at first and I asked him "Dude, are you seeing things?" His answer was slightly delayed, but he said, "Yeah dude, I'm seeing things." He came down a few minutes later. I asked him, "Did you break through dude?" He said "Yeah dude, I broke through. It was like someone lifted me out of my body, threw me around and then just dropped me off in my body again." I asked him, "Dude, what did you see?" He told me "Lots off dollar signs, and stars and stuff."
We both thought this was all pretty funny. The effects of the 25I/25B had worn off and it being 5:00 we both decided to sleep.
(25I 1.8mg / 25B 2mg / DMT 35-50mg) Intermediate Breakthrough Insanity
Hello, this is my second trip report and in this trip report I will outline my experience on a combination of DMT and NBOMe. This was definitely one of the most intense experiences of my life.
This story will have two characters, Ty and Mike. Please keep in mind that all events and characters are entirely fictitious.
My names Ty. I've been wanting to have a real breakthrough experience on DMT for weeks since I first tried it and thoroughly enjoyed it. My friend Mike and I had agreed to get together and make it happen on one Saturday night. So it was on that day at about 11:45PM that Mike and I found ourselves around my table in a small sun-room. On the table lay 8 blotters, each containing 400ug 25I and 500ug 25B. We agreed that we'd each take 4. We expected the trip to take about two hours to kick in, and we didn't want to be up all day and into the next day. (For anyone wondering, NBOMes have a nasty habit of keeping you awake all night.)
So, without much hesitation we both popped our blotters into our mouths and positioned them for maximum comfort which is a considerably challenging task as NBOMe gives off a strong chemical taste that seems to stick in your mouth for hours making all food and drink taste awful. After popping the blotters in our mouths, we decided to distract ourselves by playing some fighting game. I think it was Dead or Alive.
After about 45 minutes, I began developing an awful stomach ache and decided I should head to the bathroom just in case I should vomit. Almost upon standing up, I began feeling a serious body high from the NBOMe. The body high is largely a tingly feeling running through your body which causes you to want to move around and "vibrate" (tap your foot, move your hands, etc.) Almost right after the body high came on, the sickening feeling subsided and I felt much better.
We sat around enjoying the feeling of the body high and slight visual disturbances such as swirls and flashing lights out of the corners of our eyes. Finally I spoke up to Mike and said "Hey dude, we should try some DMT." He looked at me like I was out of my mind, "DMT?! Dude... I don't know..." I persisted though and told him I would try it and if all went well, he could try some too. So I pulled out my Arizer Solo, loaded about half the chamber with damiana, dropped in some random amount of DMT. I'm not sure how much it was, as I was having a kind of hard time doing anything. My hands were shaking a lot from the NBOMe, but I'm pretty sure I got around 35-40mg into there.
I went and sat by this step near the center of the room. I looked at him and said "Alright dude, this is it! Wish me luck!" I took a big drag on it and felt absolutely nothing which was a little weird to me. I guess this was probably due to the effects of the NBOMe overshadowing the oncoming DMT. I took another hit, and another. Finally I started feeling it, and remember what I had heard online, I took one more drag and held it in as I felt myself start "drifting off" for lack of a better word.
I've got no idea what happened at that point... All I know is that I felt as though I just woke up. I looked over at Mike, his head was outlined by a lamp behind him darkening his features, and the chair he was sitting in looked kind of like a temple. I got this strong feeling he was some sort of Aztec sun-god. His shirt had a bunch of these little symbols that look almost like swastikas. The Hindu kind, not Nazi Swastikas... Anyhow, they all seemed to be glowing in neon colors like green, red and blue, and shooting off his body. This was really crazy to me. I remembered at that point that I had just intended to take DMT. I said "No way dude... Did I do DMT?" He looked at me and was like "Yeah dude, you did DMT."
I couldn't believe him... I looked around the room. What he was saying seemed to ring a bell. I had remembered loading it up, but I couldn't remember taking it and I didn't see my vaporizer, so I couldn't believe that I had actually taken it. I looked at him again "Dude, where's my vaporizer?" He showed it to me and I stared at it for a second. "I took this?" I asked him. He laughed, "Yeah dude, that went inside you," he said, "That's how you know a drug is good when you can't even remember taking it."
I was in total disbelief. I looked back to where my head had been laying and I got this super strange and strong feeling that I was just waking up again. I looked all over and then looked at Mike again, "Dude, I did DMT?" He looked at me with maybe a hint of concern, "Yeah dude, you did DMT." I picked up my vaporizer and stared at it for a few minutes. He repeated "Yeah dude, that went inside you. I watched you do it." This was just too crazy for me to believe. I told him, "I'm gonna do it again, but this time I'm gonna record it." He laughed, "You can record it but it's not gonna be that interesting, you kind of just lay there for a couple minutes."
I propped my phone up on a pillow facing me, threw in another random amount of DMT into my Solo and looked at him "All right, see you soon man!" I took one puff, two puffs, three puffs. On the fourth puff I held it in just as I had done before. This time it was different. When I fell sideways onto the step, I didn't blackout. I saw myself breaking through a floor, or perhaps emerging at the top of a staircase. The floor was all chequered with dots in the middle of each square. There were cogs and gears all over as though I was inside a clock or something. I saw a guy standing by a lever. He didn't look at nor talk to me. I was only there briefly and all of a sudden I was somewhere else. It was an alien hallway of the nicest, cosiest blue I can ever remember seeing. I saw children's sports stuff floating through the air, skateboards, basketballs, baseballs, etc. In the hall was a blue alien. Again, he didn't look at me nor talk. All of a sudden I was back in my body, but I remembered everything this time and I was ready for the "waking up" feeling. I looked over at my friend and said "I just broke-through dude".
"How was it man?" Mike asked me. I said "it was insane! I saw lots of blue and cogs and corkscrews. There were aliens-" he interrupted me, "Aliens dude!?" I wasn't sure what surprised him about this, because it seemed really quite natural to me, so I told him "yeah dude, aliens. It's not like they were probing me or anything." I quickly decided Mike needed to try too. I loaded him up a hit and passed him the Solo. I told him that if at anypoint he felt himself "drifting off," just put his hand out with the Solo and I'd grab it for him. He took one puff, and two puffs and put his hand out. I knew instinctively that there was noway he was gonna breakthrough on just those two puffs, but I didn't really care. As he was puffing I started seeing all these beautiful neon outlines around the vapor coming out of his mouth. it was really amazing. I started seeing those aztec symbols again as well.
When he came down he told me that he didn't think he broke through, but he still had a hell of a time on it. I though that was awesome. it struck me that I didn't have any idea what time it was. I figured it had probably been about 2 hours and was now 1:00. I checked the clock and to my great surprise and disappointment, it read 3:00. I decided I wanted to get another breakthrough or two in before the 25I and 25B wore off. I loaded up the vaporizer and went again.
This time was a little different. I found myself in that same clockwork type room, and again left it in a similar fashion. This time, I ended up in this "Nuketown" feeling town. I looked around for a short time before I saw a truck pulling along with a figure standing in the bed of it. As the truck got closer I recognized the figure as the comedian Katt Williams. I thought that was pretty funny. His head started growing a little bit and he became slightly bobble-head-esque. I came down again.
Mike asked me what I saw this time and I told him "Dude, I saw Katt Williams." He laughed, "What is Katt Williams doing in DMT land??" We agreed that it didn't seem to fit him very well, but it was pretty funny that he was there. I asked Mike if he wanted to give DMT another go. He sat there running through various different psychedelic induced thoughts before finally arriving at the conclusion that he probably didn't want to get anymore fucked up than he already was. I understood, but was slightly disappointed. I really wanted him to breakthrough and experience what I had.
I decided, even if he doesn't want to go again, I sure as hell do. I loaded up another hit and lay down this time in the middle of the room. I took the hit just as I had done previously and again I was gone. This time I felt like I was in a hospital due to the mellow green colors of the lower half of walls, and the sick white colors of the upperhalves. I just floated through the corridors and noticed after a short time that there was some gray haired man pouring a large bag of salt over his shoulder out of the corner of my eye. He was there for the remainder of the trip. I'm not sure what his purpose was, but he was there...
I came down again and told Mike about the weird gray haired dude. Mike didn't really have much to say about that. Fortunately the effects of the NBOMe was starting to wear off. We had begun to wonder if that was ever gonna happen. Mike decided that since the effects of the NBOMe was pretty close to gone, he'd give DMT another shot. He laid down on his back as I loaded up another hit of DMT.
He followed the exact procedure I had been following and took about 3 breaths. This time he was gone. I was slightly concerned at first and I asked him "Dude, are you seeing things?" His answer was slightly delayed, but he said, "Yeah dude, I'm seeing things." He came down a few minutes later. I asked him, "Did you break through dude?" He said "Yeah dude, I broke through. It was like someone lifted me out of my body, threw me around and then just dropped me off in my body again." I asked him, "Dude, what did you see?" He told me "Lots off dollar signs, and stars and stuff."
We both thought this was all pretty funny. The effects of the 25I/25B had worn off and it being 5:00 we both decided to sleep.
