Ximot
Bluelighter
Here's a copy of my first ever trip report, written back in October last year and erroneously posted in the DIPT thead in the Archive rather than here, where it belongs. It is so far my one and only formal trip report.
I would like to share my first test drive in the wonderful world of dipt.
it really is so much more than the "auditory one" - calling it that is really not doing it justice. The experience took place just a couple of days ago.
3:15pm = ingestion of carefully weighed out 22mg of the recently obtained material. prior to ingestion I had eaten a bowl of salad. Forest walk follows almost immediately after ingestion. I start my Qi Gong exercises in the forest and realise shortly afterwards (roughly T+ 20) that all is not quite as it always is, but I am still unsure. "First alert" could be a red herring, you never know what is placebo when you are full of expectations.
3:45 = hmm... subtle changes in energy field perceived. Everything is so clear and I can focus on everything deeply, just not for very long. That mushroom feeling when you have eaten 2 or 3 little shrooms and you start coming up that tiny bit.
3:55 = I am definitely no longer able to hold it together. When I concentrate, I am realyl there, but there seems little continuity to what I'm doing. restlessness and impulsive tendencies are setting in.
4:00 = was that only 5 minutes? maybe I should go home...
4:10 - 4:30 sitting on the sofa ... remembering the walk home, where sounds became a bit muffled and my ears felt like ater a plane trip . . .poster on the wall is doing interesting things. who said dipt was not visual? not majorly so, but it does breathe and spin a bit, this cosmos on the wall... pleasant bodily sensations, nothing too strong, though . . .
I realise that my routine behaviour is not setting in all by itself . . . I am free to do what I want. well, I always am, but this strikes me very powerfully just now. More than on other RCs.
my partner's voice is getting pretty deep... a bit metallic . . . she has to leave . . . I'm alone . . . still not putting any music on ... see what other effects there are and a bit apprehensive about whether I'll be freaked out... go to my room . . . I read a bit, and reading is much easier then expected . . .some sexual exploration seems in order . . . playing with self is very very pleasant, and I can circulate my sexual energy and take it to any part of my body (well, almost, this is a skill I am still learning - though I feel that this drug might be a very useful companion for energy work exploration, sexual or other), and after a while of that and a few threshold orgasms I leave it at that without ejaculating. I feel wonderfully balanced, no desire for more of that despite the sudden decision to just stop and do sth else.
Ended up chatting a bit online and listening to music... now THAT was weird. Sachiko M & William Basinski & other experimental things sounded fairly normal (well, do they ever?) - perhaps more accessible than usual, but when I put on Nick Cave I quickly decided that this wasn't a good time for this sort of sound . . . deep techno also sounded just so deep I thought it was from the darkest recesses of hell... and so metallic... voices so frog-like and metallic . . . lost track of time during all that.
6:00 Phonecall. Stupid me answers it. It's mum. But no problem. I decided not to compensate for my own perceived deep voice because hers sounded so deep and frog-like as well . . . had no idea whether I was talking too fast or too slow but decided not to let it bother me. Done in 5 minutes and no problems at all. Still, why do I answer the phone in this state? I should know better.
6:15 A slight restlessness started coming back and I decided to lie down and listen to some binaural beat-based chakra/astral travel recording that I'm very familiar with in order to see what that would do. I was also unsure at this stage whether I was still coming up or peaking . . . decided it must be the peak after all, or perhaps even post-peak. As soon as that realisation came, I thought "maybe I should have taken more" . . . while before I thought "maybe it was too much?"
Anayway, with the time distortion still going strong, I heard details in that recording that I had never noticed before, and all the sounds were indeed so much deeper than usual. The recording seemed to be much much slower. And the voice was incredibly deep and metallic, like a computer. The effect was stronger than usual, and I realised once again how I can tune in to the subtle energy body that surrounds me and runs through me. Very nice.
Up to this moment I'd only had a very slight gastric upset (like a hint of indigestion without anything major). Now, lying on my back, waves of nausea came. After 30mins of the tape I get up and the nausea subsides.
7:00pm I now have about an hour left before my friend comes to pick me up to go to a gig. Hmm... I knew about this and had expected to be post peak... and I am.
I realise that I'm out of skins (rolling papers) and go to buy some at the petrol station. A bit weird, all that, but not really a problem. Done before I'd even fully experienced the transaction and on the way home. The moon is fairly full and looks simply amazing. Time to roll a couple of doobs for later, then heat up some soup so I have something in the stomach before the beer drinking at the gig . . . needless to say, the music was nothing short of amazing. I was really there and thought nothing except what i heard.
Oh, and digestion turned out just fine... including quite a few beers spread out over the night between 8:30pm and 1:30am. The spliffs made me feel VERY nice, zero paranoia. This, for me, is not always the case, so I'm very positively surprised. Next day = NO hangover whatsoever. Invited at friends for brunch. Had a great time, nice weather, and full of genuine appreciation for being with my friends and being alive. I often get this post-trip clarity and appreciation, but this time it was very mild and very light and very truly enjoyable. Nothing deep, just something very natural.
I will definitely use this compound again soon, possibly in conjunction with nitrous + mushrooms.
I am naturally a little moody and have slightly bipolar tendencies, and for this reason many PSYs send me to the "dark side" for some of the time as well. This time, I certainly did see it (it is always there), but the material made it very easy for me to remember love and self-acceptance and gratefulness. It may have just been me, but I feel that the DIPT suggested this to me to some extent. It seemed to make it easy for me to go that way.
Perhaps not many people will get these effects from a mere 22mg, but then I am very sensitive to many substances. You may say my "insanity threshold" is fairly low, or perhaps that I am a lightweight, or that I am blessed with very sensitive receptors
.
DIPT is so much more than just auditory fun (effects which last well into the next day indeed, even after everythign else is back to baseline, along with a subtle euphoria), and if I had known how much I would like it I think Iwould have gotten my hands on more when it was still easily obtained.
Peace Love Light
Having re-read that I must say that I found out a week later that, actually, I had messed with the equalizer on my WinAmp on the computer, and so I am not 100% sure just how distorted the voice of the hemisync astral travel recording really was from the drug. I have since used dipt again, and the second time it was overall much milder, perhaps because that was only a week or so later, indeed in conjunction with mushrooms, but also with salvia and with Klonopin due to some tension headache I'd developed after adding the mushrooms. I haven't had the desire to use dipt since, mainly because there have been so many other materials to taste, and because of the pretty long-lasting acoustic effects even when everything else is baseline, which can get a bit unnerving. Twice, however, it left me with a very positive experience, and I am intending to use it again - perhaps smoked, which is said to be even more psychedelic.
I would like to share my first test drive in the wonderful world of dipt.
it really is so much more than the "auditory one" - calling it that is really not doing it justice. The experience took place just a couple of days ago.
3:15pm = ingestion of carefully weighed out 22mg of the recently obtained material. prior to ingestion I had eaten a bowl of salad. Forest walk follows almost immediately after ingestion. I start my Qi Gong exercises in the forest and realise shortly afterwards (roughly T+ 20) that all is not quite as it always is, but I am still unsure. "First alert" could be a red herring, you never know what is placebo when you are full of expectations.
3:45 = hmm... subtle changes in energy field perceived. Everything is so clear and I can focus on everything deeply, just not for very long. That mushroom feeling when you have eaten 2 or 3 little shrooms and you start coming up that tiny bit.
3:55 = I am definitely no longer able to hold it together. When I concentrate, I am realyl there, but there seems little continuity to what I'm doing. restlessness and impulsive tendencies are setting in.
4:00 = was that only 5 minutes? maybe I should go home...
4:10 - 4:30 sitting on the sofa ... remembering the walk home, where sounds became a bit muffled and my ears felt like ater a plane trip . . .poster on the wall is doing interesting things. who said dipt was not visual? not majorly so, but it does breathe and spin a bit, this cosmos on the wall... pleasant bodily sensations, nothing too strong, though . . .
I realise that my routine behaviour is not setting in all by itself . . . I am free to do what I want. well, I always am, but this strikes me very powerfully just now. More than on other RCs.
my partner's voice is getting pretty deep... a bit metallic . . . she has to leave . . . I'm alone . . . still not putting any music on ... see what other effects there are and a bit apprehensive about whether I'll be freaked out... go to my room . . . I read a bit, and reading is much easier then expected . . .some sexual exploration seems in order . . . playing with self is very very pleasant, and I can circulate my sexual energy and take it to any part of my body (well, almost, this is a skill I am still learning - though I feel that this drug might be a very useful companion for energy work exploration, sexual or other), and after a while of that and a few threshold orgasms I leave it at that without ejaculating. I feel wonderfully balanced, no desire for more of that despite the sudden decision to just stop and do sth else.
Ended up chatting a bit online and listening to music... now THAT was weird. Sachiko M & William Basinski & other experimental things sounded fairly normal (well, do they ever?) - perhaps more accessible than usual, but when I put on Nick Cave I quickly decided that this wasn't a good time for this sort of sound . . . deep techno also sounded just so deep I thought it was from the darkest recesses of hell... and so metallic... voices so frog-like and metallic . . . lost track of time during all that.
6:00 Phonecall. Stupid me answers it. It's mum. But no problem. I decided not to compensate for my own perceived deep voice because hers sounded so deep and frog-like as well . . . had no idea whether I was talking too fast or too slow but decided not to let it bother me. Done in 5 minutes and no problems at all. Still, why do I answer the phone in this state? I should know better.
6:15 A slight restlessness started coming back and I decided to lie down and listen to some binaural beat-based chakra/astral travel recording that I'm very familiar with in order to see what that would do. I was also unsure at this stage whether I was still coming up or peaking . . . decided it must be the peak after all, or perhaps even post-peak. As soon as that realisation came, I thought "maybe I should have taken more" . . . while before I thought "maybe it was too much?"
Anayway, with the time distortion still going strong, I heard details in that recording that I had never noticed before, and all the sounds were indeed so much deeper than usual. The recording seemed to be much much slower. And the voice was incredibly deep and metallic, like a computer. The effect was stronger than usual, and I realised once again how I can tune in to the subtle energy body that surrounds me and runs through me. Very nice.
Up to this moment I'd only had a very slight gastric upset (like a hint of indigestion without anything major). Now, lying on my back, waves of nausea came. After 30mins of the tape I get up and the nausea subsides.
7:00pm I now have about an hour left before my friend comes to pick me up to go to a gig. Hmm... I knew about this and had expected to be post peak... and I am.
I realise that I'm out of skins (rolling papers) and go to buy some at the petrol station. A bit weird, all that, but not really a problem. Done before I'd even fully experienced the transaction and on the way home. The moon is fairly full and looks simply amazing. Time to roll a couple of doobs for later, then heat up some soup so I have something in the stomach before the beer drinking at the gig . . . needless to say, the music was nothing short of amazing. I was really there and thought nothing except what i heard.
Oh, and digestion turned out just fine... including quite a few beers spread out over the night between 8:30pm and 1:30am. The spliffs made me feel VERY nice, zero paranoia. This, for me, is not always the case, so I'm very positively surprised. Next day = NO hangover whatsoever. Invited at friends for brunch. Had a great time, nice weather, and full of genuine appreciation for being with my friends and being alive. I often get this post-trip clarity and appreciation, but this time it was very mild and very light and very truly enjoyable. Nothing deep, just something very natural.
I will definitely use this compound again soon, possibly in conjunction with nitrous + mushrooms.
I am naturally a little moody and have slightly bipolar tendencies, and for this reason many PSYs send me to the "dark side" for some of the time as well. This time, I certainly did see it (it is always there), but the material made it very easy for me to remember love and self-acceptance and gratefulness. It may have just been me, but I feel that the DIPT suggested this to me to some extent. It seemed to make it easy for me to go that way.
Perhaps not many people will get these effects from a mere 22mg, but then I am very sensitive to many substances. You may say my "insanity threshold" is fairly low, or perhaps that I am a lightweight, or that I am blessed with very sensitive receptors
.DIPT is so much more than just auditory fun (effects which last well into the next day indeed, even after everythign else is back to baseline, along with a subtle euphoria), and if I had known how much I would like it I think Iwould have gotten my hands on more when it was still easily obtained.
Peace Love Light
Having re-read that I must say that I found out a week later that, actually, I had messed with the equalizer on my WinAmp on the computer, and so I am not 100% sure just how distorted the voice of the hemisync astral travel recording really was from the drug. I have since used dipt again, and the second time it was overall much milder, perhaps because that was only a week or so later, indeed in conjunction with mushrooms, but also with salvia and with Klonopin due to some tension headache I'd developed after adding the mushrooms. I haven't had the desire to use dipt since, mainly because there have been so many other materials to taste, and because of the pretty long-lasting acoustic effects even when everything else is baseline, which can get a bit unnerving. Twice, however, it left me with a very positive experience, and I am intending to use it again - perhaps smoked, which is said to be even more psychedelic.
