Piper methysticum
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Wow, was this a surprise. I had been using OxyContin, Heroin, and other Opiates/Opioids on and off for the past couple weeks, and I had used the last of it on Sunday, the week of this report. On Monday, I started getting some mild to somewhat moderate withdrawals which escalated on Tuesday. I decided to stay home from class and rest, though I did agree to pick up my friend at school. I took a Tranxene (a long-lasting Benzodiazepine) on the way, as I thought this would take away some of the anxiety.
Well, I picked him up, and we headed back to my house. Once we got there, I decided to load up a bowl full of Wild Dagga flowers, as I thought this would also help with my withdrawals. It just so happens that this was the same marble pipe that I had unsuccessfully tried smoking 5-MeO-DMT out of with foil on the screen. That particular day, my friend had tried 5mgs, and I had tried the same. All we got was a small, euphoric rush lasting but seconds. I knew we had wasted it, so we decided to insufflate
8mgs together, and that is where my other 5-MeO-DMT trip report came from entitled “Undefined, Life Changing...”
However, I started to smoke my Dagga, and I began to feel the subtle effects. Once I got to the end of the pipe, I pushed the resin back towards the pipe hole so I could take one last hit. I did, and then all of a sudden, my body started tingling all over and became numb. My head felt as if I had not inhaled enough Oxygen, and I wondered if I had even breathed in between hits of the Wild Dagga. I stood up to shake it off, and my heart
started racing. I felt the feeling of my mind fading, and I mean fast. I thought I was dying. The feeling reminded me of what I always pictured death to be like. I mean, unless death happens immediately, there has to be some feeling in the body and mind. I pictured it to be this fading away lasting but seconds to a minute, and that it would cause a profound feeling of fear. Then, your body would just “shut down.” This is exactly how I felt. I saw the infamous “white light” that everyone speaks of when talking about 5-MeO-DMT experiences. My room had just disappeared in front of my eyes, and my body felt as if it was nonexistent. Then, all of a sudden, I remembered; “Oh my God! That 5-MeO-DMT must have still been in the pipe!”
As soon as I realized what was going on I felt a feeling of relief, and I was able to enjoy the rest of the experience as if I had planned it. As the feeling wore down, or should I say “as God dropped me from the sky,” I began to feel a very profound feeling of being touched by God. My eyes filled with tears, and I broke down. It was the most beautiful experience I have ever had. ..No visuals, no twisting of perception, just a straight
connection to Absolute Beauty (God).
Overall, I believe this wasn’t an accident, but I had not planned it nor expected it in any way. The fact that we had ever tried to smoke 5-MeO-DMT from that pipe never crossed my mind. However, I feel as if this was meant to happen. ..In some way, this showed me something that I embrace that keeps me imprisoned in life. My addiction to Opiates/Opioids. It showed me that it needs to end, and it needs to end now before I end up surrendering my life to it like so many of my friends have. I am very thankful for this experience, and indeed, I will never forget it. The dose could have been anywhere between 1 to 10mgs, though I expect that it was at least 5mgs or more.
Well, I picked him up, and we headed back to my house. Once we got there, I decided to load up a bowl full of Wild Dagga flowers, as I thought this would also help with my withdrawals. It just so happens that this was the same marble pipe that I had unsuccessfully tried smoking 5-MeO-DMT out of with foil on the screen. That particular day, my friend had tried 5mgs, and I had tried the same. All we got was a small, euphoric rush lasting but seconds. I knew we had wasted it, so we decided to insufflate
8mgs together, and that is where my other 5-MeO-DMT trip report came from entitled “Undefined, Life Changing...”
However, I started to smoke my Dagga, and I began to feel the subtle effects. Once I got to the end of the pipe, I pushed the resin back towards the pipe hole so I could take one last hit. I did, and then all of a sudden, my body started tingling all over and became numb. My head felt as if I had not inhaled enough Oxygen, and I wondered if I had even breathed in between hits of the Wild Dagga. I stood up to shake it off, and my heart
started racing. I felt the feeling of my mind fading, and I mean fast. I thought I was dying. The feeling reminded me of what I always pictured death to be like. I mean, unless death happens immediately, there has to be some feeling in the body and mind. I pictured it to be this fading away lasting but seconds to a minute, and that it would cause a profound feeling of fear. Then, your body would just “shut down.” This is exactly how I felt. I saw the infamous “white light” that everyone speaks of when talking about 5-MeO-DMT experiences. My room had just disappeared in front of my eyes, and my body felt as if it was nonexistent. Then, all of a sudden, I remembered; “Oh my God! That 5-MeO-DMT must have still been in the pipe!”
As soon as I realized what was going on I felt a feeling of relief, and I was able to enjoy the rest of the experience as if I had planned it. As the feeling wore down, or should I say “as God dropped me from the sky,” I began to feel a very profound feeling of being touched by God. My eyes filled with tears, and I broke down. It was the most beautiful experience I have ever had. ..No visuals, no twisting of perception, just a straight
connection to Absolute Beauty (God).
Overall, I believe this wasn’t an accident, but I had not planned it nor expected it in any way. The fact that we had ever tried to smoke 5-MeO-DMT from that pipe never crossed my mind. However, I feel as if this was meant to happen. ..In some way, this showed me something that I embrace that keeps me imprisoned in life. My addiction to Opiates/Opioids. It showed me that it needs to end, and it needs to end now before I end up surrendering my life to it like so many of my friends have. I am very thankful for this experience, and indeed, I will never forget it. The dose could have been anywhere between 1 to 10mgs, though I expect that it was at least 5mgs or more.
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