Despite getting the impression that this is not a chemical to half-ass from the TR's I'd read, I decided to take it slow with 5-me0-dmt and start with about 2mg's.
My setting was near perfect, in a clearing in the woods with beautiful tall grass on all sides of me. The overcast skies were polarizing the light, making the forest glow as if under a blacklight. The soundtrack to the trip was to be the occasional birdcalls around me.
I put the dose on top of some basil leaves in my bong, because basil is a representation of the Goddess or something to Hindus.
00:00:00
I melt the off-white powder, then torched the plant material. I could easily see where it was because the leaves turned to embers everywhere except for a black patch of melted 5md. When it was all burnt, I huffed the fumes out of the bong. The taste was pleasant and familiar.
During this time, I became apprehensive. "Why not just smoke salvia instead?" I asked myself, "I know I like that, and I can trust it. What if I have a bad reaction to this shit and fuck up my life?"
00:00:10-00:00:50
I glanced at my watch and saw it had been 10 seconds as I felt the first effects. It was an utterly familiar feeling, yet very hard to describe. An underdose of salvia produces a sense of vibration very similar to what I felt, but that is at the peak of the dose and happens suddenly.
To describe it in druggie terms, it felt as if my consciousness perceived this reality through a synchronized vibration of both itself and the world around it. After taking the drug, my frequency was altered, and the vibrations I felt were where during points of peak interference between my wave and the wave of the day to day world, as I was altered further and further.
This feeling engulfed me over a relatively long period of time. It was accompanied by increased salivation and nausea.
00:00:50
My vision was sharply defined, and the waves I was feeling lost their definition. By this point I knew I wasn't gonna be shot out of a brain-cannon or anything. My thoughts turned to my life, comparing it to Jim Cramer's (The "Mad Money" guy- I had just read his autobiography) That man really chased his life down and worked his ass off to grab ahold of the world. I've really just let life flow between my fingers, taking no part in the world and letting things happen to me. I've known this for a while, but I really felt bad about it after smoking this powder.
The afterglow lasted stongly for about 20 minutes, and was nearly identical to the afterglow of salvia for me. A sort of increased perception of the world and acute thoughts.
It seems as if smoking a lot more would have pushed me through the real-world experience to a nice drugged out fantasy realm. Instead, it just made me feel bad for dicking around with drugs when I could be chasing money somewhere.![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
My setting was near perfect, in a clearing in the woods with beautiful tall grass on all sides of me. The overcast skies were polarizing the light, making the forest glow as if under a blacklight. The soundtrack to the trip was to be the occasional birdcalls around me.
I put the dose on top of some basil leaves in my bong, because basil is a representation of the Goddess or something to Hindus.
00:00:00
I melt the off-white powder, then torched the plant material. I could easily see where it was because the leaves turned to embers everywhere except for a black patch of melted 5md. When it was all burnt, I huffed the fumes out of the bong. The taste was pleasant and familiar.
During this time, I became apprehensive. "Why not just smoke salvia instead?" I asked myself, "I know I like that, and I can trust it. What if I have a bad reaction to this shit and fuck up my life?"
00:00:10-00:00:50
I glanced at my watch and saw it had been 10 seconds as I felt the first effects. It was an utterly familiar feeling, yet very hard to describe. An underdose of salvia produces a sense of vibration very similar to what I felt, but that is at the peak of the dose and happens suddenly.
To describe it in druggie terms, it felt as if my consciousness perceived this reality through a synchronized vibration of both itself and the world around it. After taking the drug, my frequency was altered, and the vibrations I felt were where during points of peak interference between my wave and the wave of the day to day world, as I was altered further and further.
This feeling engulfed me over a relatively long period of time. It was accompanied by increased salivation and nausea.
00:00:50
My vision was sharply defined, and the waves I was feeling lost their definition. By this point I knew I wasn't gonna be shot out of a brain-cannon or anything. My thoughts turned to my life, comparing it to Jim Cramer's (The "Mad Money" guy- I had just read his autobiography) That man really chased his life down and worked his ass off to grab ahold of the world. I've really just let life flow between my fingers, taking no part in the world and letting things happen to me. I've known this for a while, but I really felt bad about it after smoking this powder.
The afterglow lasted stongly for about 20 minutes, and was nearly identical to the afterglow of salvia for me. A sort of increased perception of the world and acute thoughts.
It seems as if smoking a lot more would have pushed me through the real-world experience to a nice drugged out fantasy realm. Instead, it just made me feel bad for dicking around with drugs when I could be chasing money somewhere.
