This weekend I decided to try some recently acquired DiPT. I dosed 50mg at around 8:15 Friday night and watched TV waiting for things to happen. By 9:30 or so, the effects were hitting pretty heavy, namely a marked depression in the pitch of every sound I heard. Although there was a definate trypamine buzz going on, it wasn't as strong as 4-HO-DiPT or 5-MeO-DiPT. I went to the bedroom where I had prepared an extensive musical playlist, put on the headphones and prepared for the long night. Classical-type music didn't sound bad other than everything was severely out of tune. The music was recognizable, albeit a little difficult to listen to. However, rock (or anything with guitars for that matter) was horrible. The sounds were so distorted and out of tune it made listening to many songs nearly unbearable. A good number of songs were completely unrecognizable until I listened to the lyrics for several minutes.
Throughout the night, if I closed my eyes and only passively listened to the music, my thoughts would start to wander in a trippy way and eventually the mood of the song set the stage for the trip. As the songs changed, so did the trip. I don't remember anything in particular about the trip, though. It was a very lightweight trip and I was easily able to shrug it off. It was sort of a mental ++ to go with my physical +++. There were a couple of odd things that happened though. I took the headphones off a few times through the night to get a break from the god-awful music playing and found that I was able to conjur up sounds and almost physically hear them. Police sirens blared in my ears for a few seconds before I raised my head off of the pillow and realized I was creating the sound on my own. I tried it with other sounds, a telephone ringing - yep, I could hear it. I tried a few other sounds (don't remember them now) and each time I was able to hear the sound I was imagining. The other strange thing was that I would get into looping thoughts and "snap" out of it back into reality. This is no different than any other tryptamine I've tried, but in this case when I snapped back, I heard a very loud sound that startled me. Twice this occured and was the weirdest thing to happen all night. The first time, the sound was like a flyswatter on aluminum foil *THWAP*. The second time was louder and I haven't yet come up with a description for the sound it made. It was something like SPLOINK, but very harsh and loud. Scared the piss out of me.
I listened to music for most of the night, though I managed to get a couple of hours sleep. Throughout the entire night, I never had anything to drink, yet I had to get up to pee three times. By about 6am, my wife was waking up and we started talking. I was still buzzing pretty hard and the aural effects were still going strong. Voices sounded like a robotic frog under water and I felt like I had cotton in my ears. My wife's mother was coming over and we had to do some shopping, so I was hoping everything would die down in the next few hours.
No such luck. Even by noon, when we went shopping, I was still high as a kite (though mentally I was back at baseline). I found that I had trouble with more than just the pitch of sounds. I couldn't judge my earshot radius for lack of a better term. I couldn't tell if I was talking too loud or soft for people around me to hear. For example, if I wanted to make a comment to my wife about something I saw without the person I was talking about hearing me, it would be very difficult for me to find the volume needed for my wife to hear me, but the other person to not be able to. I was also very agitated by multiple sounds. The hustle bustle of the store, plus the voice on the intercom and conversation with my wife all mixed together was maddening. One sound would predominate (although it wasn't necessarily the loudest sound) and the rest of them just became very annoying background noise. After about 45 mins at the store I was ready to kill people.
24 hours after ingestion, I was still mildly buzzing and still had a tightness or uneasiness in my stomach, though it didn't really amount to nausea. I went to beed Saturday night with pitch depression still in full effect, and hoped that by morning my hearing would be close to normal. So here I am, almost 60 hours later and sounds are still slightly depressed in pitch. The effects have faded considerably over the last 24 hours, but I am still not completely out of the woods. Music still sounds pretty bad, though everything is recognizable to me now. I expect I will be 100% back to baseline by tomorrow morning.
This is not something I expect I will be trying again. My wife and I had some productive conversation, though I'm not sure how much of it was the drug. That's about the only positive thing I can come up with. The sounds were awful and I lived in an alien world all weekend. The body load wasn't bad, but for the depth of the trip was too much for me. I'll tolerate body load with no problems if there are interesting mental effects. Unfortunately, there was only a slight change in perception for me and the mindfuck wasn't deep enough to me to justify the totally crappy living conditions for upwards of 36 hours, and the distorted sounds for 60+ hours. I give this one two thumbs down, though I think all interested parties should do it once just so you appreciate how pleasant life normally sounds.
Throughout the night, if I closed my eyes and only passively listened to the music, my thoughts would start to wander in a trippy way and eventually the mood of the song set the stage for the trip. As the songs changed, so did the trip. I don't remember anything in particular about the trip, though. It was a very lightweight trip and I was easily able to shrug it off. It was sort of a mental ++ to go with my physical +++. There were a couple of odd things that happened though. I took the headphones off a few times through the night to get a break from the god-awful music playing and found that I was able to conjur up sounds and almost physically hear them. Police sirens blared in my ears for a few seconds before I raised my head off of the pillow and realized I was creating the sound on my own. I tried it with other sounds, a telephone ringing - yep, I could hear it. I tried a few other sounds (don't remember them now) and each time I was able to hear the sound I was imagining. The other strange thing was that I would get into looping thoughts and "snap" out of it back into reality. This is no different than any other tryptamine I've tried, but in this case when I snapped back, I heard a very loud sound that startled me. Twice this occured and was the weirdest thing to happen all night. The first time, the sound was like a flyswatter on aluminum foil *THWAP*. The second time was louder and I haven't yet come up with a description for the sound it made. It was something like SPLOINK, but very harsh and loud. Scared the piss out of me.
I listened to music for most of the night, though I managed to get a couple of hours sleep. Throughout the entire night, I never had anything to drink, yet I had to get up to pee three times. By about 6am, my wife was waking up and we started talking. I was still buzzing pretty hard and the aural effects were still going strong. Voices sounded like a robotic frog under water and I felt like I had cotton in my ears. My wife's mother was coming over and we had to do some shopping, so I was hoping everything would die down in the next few hours.
No such luck. Even by noon, when we went shopping, I was still high as a kite (though mentally I was back at baseline). I found that I had trouble with more than just the pitch of sounds. I couldn't judge my earshot radius for lack of a better term. I couldn't tell if I was talking too loud or soft for people around me to hear. For example, if I wanted to make a comment to my wife about something I saw without the person I was talking about hearing me, it would be very difficult for me to find the volume needed for my wife to hear me, but the other person to not be able to. I was also very agitated by multiple sounds. The hustle bustle of the store, plus the voice on the intercom and conversation with my wife all mixed together was maddening. One sound would predominate (although it wasn't necessarily the loudest sound) and the rest of them just became very annoying background noise. After about 45 mins at the store I was ready to kill people.
24 hours after ingestion, I was still mildly buzzing and still had a tightness or uneasiness in my stomach, though it didn't really amount to nausea. I went to beed Saturday night with pitch depression still in full effect, and hoped that by morning my hearing would be close to normal. So here I am, almost 60 hours later and sounds are still slightly depressed in pitch. The effects have faded considerably over the last 24 hours, but I am still not completely out of the woods. Music still sounds pretty bad, though everything is recognizable to me now. I expect I will be 100% back to baseline by tomorrow morning.
This is not something I expect I will be trying again. My wife and I had some productive conversation, though I'm not sure how much of it was the drug. That's about the only positive thing I can come up with. The sounds were awful and I lived in an alien world all weekend. The body load wasn't bad, but for the depth of the trip was too much for me. I'll tolerate body load with no problems if there are interesting mental effects. Unfortunately, there was only a slight change in perception for me and the mindfuck wasn't deep enough to me to justify the totally crappy living conditions for upwards of 36 hours, and the distorted sounds for 60+ hours. I give this one two thumbs down, though I think all interested parties should do it once just so you appreciate how pleasant life normally sounds.
