Jabberwocky
Frumious Bandersnatch
I'm not sure if I can fully put into words what happened to my mind when I smoked 51mg of n,n-DMT the other day...but I can yet try...first a quick background...
I have been smoking DMT on and off every day for the past 2 months. I have gone as much as 20 days in a row smoking, snorting, and plugging it. The chemical is so physically benign in its aftereffects (read none) that it can be used in this way. In addition, the tolerance does not build very fast, though fully profound breakthrough doses become harder and harder to achieve as one would expect. I have also been tripping on other chemicals once every week or so...mainly hiking in the woods and playing in streams and fields and looking at clouds and stars...
Anyways...I had just tried a disappointingly mild dose of 2CT7 the other night (14mg) and smoked a small amount of DMT (which was potentiated by the t7). It is the next day as my adventure begins, laying in the leaves staring at tree branches.
I remove my DMT pipe and my DMT (pre-weighed at 51mg) and load it into the pipe. I set the pipe down and just lay there, ants crawling on me, just breathing.
Finally pick up the DMT pipe and start heating it from below and watch the DMT melt into a liquid and then watch the smoke start building. As it becomes thick I take the first rip, and suck down a full lungful of DMT smoke.
There is still about half as much DMT in the chamber and it is building again. I hold in the smoke for about 20 seconds and blow out a huge cloud (I think, "holy shit this is going to be intense" as I begin tripping).
The second hit is inhaled and the pipe is laid down at my side as my body begins vibrating and what I call the energy waves begin to take over (my body appears to become amorphous to me, and patterns begin developing in my open eye visual field of intricate diamonds and triangles, bright green and red.
Auditory hallucinations begin screaming throughout my mind as I close my eyes and engulf my consciousness in the visual field. I can tell this is going to be an intense DMT trip as I the visual become 'louder and louder' if you know what I mean.
The 'DMT language' begins to scream at me...
The question is posed mockingly in DMT language, "What answer are you looking for here?" This reminds me so much of my first DMT experience with ayahuasca, where the question was posed (from what at the time I thought to be an entity), "What the FUCK are you doing here?"
This place was not as threatening now though, I suppose since this was perhaps my 8th or 9th breakthrough experience I was blessed with. It was rather profoundly sad and melancholy...I realized I already had 'the answer.'
An intense wave of euphoria and relaxation settled over me as I fully immersed myself in the visual field, which resembled some sort of complex field of structures and towers, coalescing together and OOZING with energy.
As I came out of the peak I opened my eyes and stared at tree branches. They were so INCREDIBLY beautiful...I took my time taking in the sparkling leaves and glowing branches...the green was amazing as it was so incredibly saturated from the input distortion on my mind from the DMT.
I fell into a trance of sorts, which is not unusual for me after an intense DMT experience. I was more disassociated than normal and I feel like looking back my heart rate and breathing rate must have been somewhat depressed (or at least it felt like that at the time). I was overcome by the profound feeling that I was dead, as I lay there with my mouth open and flies buzzing and landing on me. I become incredibly sad at the thought of my parent's and brothers pain for my death. I realized that it would be quite some time before anybody found my corpse as I was way out in the middle of nowhere miles off any sort of path.
Of course, I realized this was all conceptual and that I wasn't really dead and I became happy and lighthearted. I lay for a few moments longer and then began taking small 5-10mg tokes of DMT (something I very much enjoy to do after an intense DMT trip). I lay relaxing and watching the CEVs from these light tokes for a couple hours more before standing up, gathering my belongings and hiking out of the woods.
My thoughts on my DMT experience? No entities, no other worlds, no mystery...just profound and beautiful form of consciousness brought about by DMT blasting through my synapses.
Beautiful, powerful, awesome Mind.
I have been smoking DMT on and off every day for the past 2 months. I have gone as much as 20 days in a row smoking, snorting, and plugging it. The chemical is so physically benign in its aftereffects (read none) that it can be used in this way. In addition, the tolerance does not build very fast, though fully profound breakthrough doses become harder and harder to achieve as one would expect. I have also been tripping on other chemicals once every week or so...mainly hiking in the woods and playing in streams and fields and looking at clouds and stars...
Anyways...I had just tried a disappointingly mild dose of 2CT7 the other night (14mg) and smoked a small amount of DMT (which was potentiated by the t7). It is the next day as my adventure begins, laying in the leaves staring at tree branches.
I remove my DMT pipe and my DMT (pre-weighed at 51mg) and load it into the pipe. I set the pipe down and just lay there, ants crawling on me, just breathing.
Finally pick up the DMT pipe and start heating it from below and watch the DMT melt into a liquid and then watch the smoke start building. As it becomes thick I take the first rip, and suck down a full lungful of DMT smoke.
There is still about half as much DMT in the chamber and it is building again. I hold in the smoke for about 20 seconds and blow out a huge cloud (I think, "holy shit this is going to be intense" as I begin tripping).
The second hit is inhaled and the pipe is laid down at my side as my body begins vibrating and what I call the energy waves begin to take over (my body appears to become amorphous to me, and patterns begin developing in my open eye visual field of intricate diamonds and triangles, bright green and red.
Auditory hallucinations begin screaming throughout my mind as I close my eyes and engulf my consciousness in the visual field. I can tell this is going to be an intense DMT trip as I the visual become 'louder and louder' if you know what I mean.
The 'DMT language' begins to scream at me...
The question is posed mockingly in DMT language, "What answer are you looking for here?" This reminds me so much of my first DMT experience with ayahuasca, where the question was posed (from what at the time I thought to be an entity), "What the FUCK are you doing here?"
This place was not as threatening now though, I suppose since this was perhaps my 8th or 9th breakthrough experience I was blessed with. It was rather profoundly sad and melancholy...I realized I already had 'the answer.'
An intense wave of euphoria and relaxation settled over me as I fully immersed myself in the visual field, which resembled some sort of complex field of structures and towers, coalescing together and OOZING with energy.
As I came out of the peak I opened my eyes and stared at tree branches. They were so INCREDIBLY beautiful...I took my time taking in the sparkling leaves and glowing branches...the green was amazing as it was so incredibly saturated from the input distortion on my mind from the DMT.
I fell into a trance of sorts, which is not unusual for me after an intense DMT experience. I was more disassociated than normal and I feel like looking back my heart rate and breathing rate must have been somewhat depressed (or at least it felt like that at the time). I was overcome by the profound feeling that I was dead, as I lay there with my mouth open and flies buzzing and landing on me. I become incredibly sad at the thought of my parent's and brothers pain for my death. I realized that it would be quite some time before anybody found my corpse as I was way out in the middle of nowhere miles off any sort of path.
Of course, I realized this was all conceptual and that I wasn't really dead and I became happy and lighthearted. I lay for a few moments longer and then began taking small 5-10mg tokes of DMT (something I very much enjoy to do after an intense DMT trip). I lay relaxing and watching the CEVs from these light tokes for a couple hours more before standing up, gathering my belongings and hiking out of the woods.
My thoughts on my DMT experience? No entities, no other worlds, no mystery...just profound and beautiful form of consciousness brought about by DMT blasting through my synapses.
Beautiful, powerful, awesome Mind.
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