nonnihilnitoris
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[you can skip this first paragraph]
First let me say, I am *very* sorry I don't have accurate dosages for this report. We've been eyeballing our doses by comparing them to a grain of rice. Before I hear any more criticism, I will also say I understand that "one volume of powder is not necessarily the same as another". OBVIOUSLY. But DMT is a *natural* drug and your body STILL able to maintain homeostasis while breaking it down, so I am not afraid of an OD. I have done up to 100mg IV (1g measured and dissolved in vinegar then split dosed) so I am quite experienced with the full spectrum of DMT's power.
[backstory]
All my friends a heavy psychedelic users, not abusive...just "heavy". 8) A couple of them had been looking for DMT for a loooongg time. One of my best friends, V, read Strassman's book and has been searching for months for a source. AFAIK, DMT is not found in PA except around festivals and whatnot. So after my extraction was a fucking huge success, I proceeded to give and <snip> my entire stock (3 grams) by introducing everyone I know to this wonderful and mystical drug.
[hello dmt, it's nice to meet you]
I started by letting everyone smoke it first. My friends V, A, E and W all felt the lovely body high but E was very skeptical that I could have *made* such a drug in my basement and informed everyone else (who was tripping fairly well( that she didn't see ANYTHING. I think her refusal to acknowledge the DMT caused her to have a bad trip later, but we will never really know.
[I've found that people are more likely to see the "entities" if they've been properly introduced first. I try to stress to everyone that having respect for this drug (DMT) is the only way you can really benefit from it. Especially if you are going the IV-route, you need to work your way up. Otherwise it's hard to remember most of what you saw/felt.]
We chose a scenic spot to smoke which is something I try to stress too. After the DMT "wore off" we all still felt very giggly and hyperactive. Some of us danced impromptu and others beatboxed, others played guitar while others climbed trees...and all of this was out-of-character for their respective personalities.
[Smoking is wasteful (compared to IV) because no one seems to get the technique right. If you smoke it correctly, there won't be a "burning plastic" smell, just a slightly weird/sweet taste in your mouth.]
[real reality or how i learned to love the bomb-ass drug called DMT]
Having exhausted all forms of entertainment at the public park, we proceeded to V's house where he dug out his rig and I, mine. E and W were first. Each of them received roughly 20-30 mg IV DMT Acetate each. Both giggled profusely during the entire trip, both saw the entities BEFORE being told about them, both reported that the entities (humanoid) were interested but ambivalent. Incredible colors and shapes were also present in this place. E was quite impressed while W was more..."in awe". E and W bonded heavily over the shared content of their simultaneous trips, though E saw the entities without faces and W was not sure if they were faceless or not. They both immediately asked for more, but it was A and V up next.
A and V asked for larger doses and A insisted on standing as long as possible, because he likes to do foolish things for no reason other than to test his will. I tried to dissuade him from taking a large dose before having tried a medium, but it was no use.
After the plunger was in, A stood for about 20 or so seconds before collapsing onto the bed, though he was still able to talk through the duration of his trip about what he was seeing (which is amazing, because I sure couldn't!). He reported seeing entities as well, but they were VERY interested in meeting him (as opposed to E and W). According to A, they were conjuring things out of "thin air" and trying to show him "this is this and that is that". A also felt that he was inside of some kind of cabinet and that the entities were sneaking a peak at him. Before any more could be heard, the trip was over. Smiling, he purchased some doses and put on some Aphex Twin (good choice for DMT, IMHO!!).
V was last, and rightfully so, because he wanted the biggest dose of anyone. Having seen and felt a high dose, I didn't want to scare anyone else (before their own trip) with the image of V drooling, eyes twitching, mumbling glossolalia...totally tripping face. It is not a pretty picture until they regain consciousness and start laughing their ass off, which is what eventually happened.
V also saw the entities, something he'd been waiting to see for two years. According to him, the entities were whispering into his ear and reaching around his head. He alternately mumbled and gasped in amazement for the duration of the trip. V worried because the entities seemed to be impatient with his presence, as if he didn't belong, but he rode it out until the laughter started. V told me how much he respected the drug and felt that he had received a message from it, a message telling him to take a break from DMT and other drugs too. He rarely listens to anyone but in this case, he listened to what the drug was telling him.
My own trip was very light. Since I'd received the same message the night before, I felt it would be wise to listen to the entities too. I'm including my a report of my last high dose DMT trip because most of this post if fairly weak on content and...also...I think you guys will find it interesting.
[the hypercube]
I cozied up in bed and tied my belt around my arm. Loaded a 1/2cc syringe with 40-50mg DMT Acetate and H20. Needle in, blood, plunger down and...lights out.
I passed through the familiar "tidal zone" of hyperspace, a fitting title since it is fairly tumultuous and nondescript. I mainly see shapes and colors with no sense of depth or higher-level organization. To me, it kinda looks like psychedelic spaghetti, but other times it looks like rainbow-colored self-transforming fractal-trash. I don't spend much time in this phase before it dissolves...and...I'M THERE! Hello hyperspace!
My attention is directed at some kind of strange cube. The cube is actually two cube intertwined and constantly changing places. It looks to me like modern art at first, but it also seems to emanate some kind of strange power. Holding the cube is an enormous (seemingly 15 ft tall) SILVER Gumby. His eyes are hypnotic and his skin is made of liquid metal (like mercury), except this metal is inlaid with constantly morphing alien circuitry. He tells me that this shape is important and that I should study it. He shows me dozens of these shapes but I can only remember the cube...probably because it was the simplest of all of them. Before I go, I thank him or at least try to thank him. As I'm coming down, I have a feeling that the "you're welcome" is implicit in the fact that I am doing the drug in the first place. What are the chances anyway???
Upon further research I discovered that this special cube has a name. It's called a hypercube, a cube in the 4th spacial dimension.
This is the second time I have been purposefully shown a special shape/symbol by the entities. The first time they showed me an ouroboros and I didn't know what that was either!!
[bonus poem]
i wrote this after my latest DMT experience. it could be longer but oh well! it's called this Poem is about [this Poem is about... {this poem is about ...|∞|}]
First let me say, I am *very* sorry I don't have accurate dosages for this report. We've been eyeballing our doses by comparing them to a grain of rice. Before I hear any more criticism, I will also say I understand that "one volume of powder is not necessarily the same as another". OBVIOUSLY. But DMT is a *natural* drug and your body STILL able to maintain homeostasis while breaking it down, so I am not afraid of an OD. I have done up to 100mg IV (1g measured and dissolved in vinegar then split dosed) so I am quite experienced with the full spectrum of DMT's power.
[backstory]
All my friends a heavy psychedelic users, not abusive...just "heavy". 8) A couple of them had been looking for DMT for a loooongg time. One of my best friends, V, read Strassman's book and has been searching for months for a source. AFAIK, DMT is not found in PA except around festivals and whatnot. So after my extraction was a fucking huge success, I proceeded to give and <snip> my entire stock (3 grams) by introducing everyone I know to this wonderful and mystical drug.
[hello dmt, it's nice to meet you]
I started by letting everyone smoke it first. My friends V, A, E and W all felt the lovely body high but E was very skeptical that I could have *made* such a drug in my basement and informed everyone else (who was tripping fairly well( that she didn't see ANYTHING. I think her refusal to acknowledge the DMT caused her to have a bad trip later, but we will never really know.
[I've found that people are more likely to see the "entities" if they've been properly introduced first. I try to stress to everyone that having respect for this drug (DMT) is the only way you can really benefit from it. Especially if you are going the IV-route, you need to work your way up. Otherwise it's hard to remember most of what you saw/felt.]
We chose a scenic spot to smoke which is something I try to stress too. After the DMT "wore off" we all still felt very giggly and hyperactive. Some of us danced impromptu and others beatboxed, others played guitar while others climbed trees...and all of this was out-of-character for their respective personalities.
[Smoking is wasteful (compared to IV) because no one seems to get the technique right. If you smoke it correctly, there won't be a "burning plastic" smell, just a slightly weird/sweet taste in your mouth.]
[real reality or how i learned to love the bomb-ass drug called DMT]
Having exhausted all forms of entertainment at the public park, we proceeded to V's house where he dug out his rig and I, mine. E and W were first. Each of them received roughly 20-30 mg IV DMT Acetate each. Both giggled profusely during the entire trip, both saw the entities BEFORE being told about them, both reported that the entities (humanoid) were interested but ambivalent. Incredible colors and shapes were also present in this place. E was quite impressed while W was more..."in awe". E and W bonded heavily over the shared content of their simultaneous trips, though E saw the entities without faces and W was not sure if they were faceless or not. They both immediately asked for more, but it was A and V up next.
A and V asked for larger doses and A insisted on standing as long as possible, because he likes to do foolish things for no reason other than to test his will. I tried to dissuade him from taking a large dose before having tried a medium, but it was no use.
After the plunger was in, A stood for about 20 or so seconds before collapsing onto the bed, though he was still able to talk through the duration of his trip about what he was seeing (which is amazing, because I sure couldn't!). He reported seeing entities as well, but they were VERY interested in meeting him (as opposed to E and W). According to A, they were conjuring things out of "thin air" and trying to show him "this is this and that is that". A also felt that he was inside of some kind of cabinet and that the entities were sneaking a peak at him. Before any more could be heard, the trip was over. Smiling, he purchased some doses and put on some Aphex Twin (good choice for DMT, IMHO!!).
V was last, and rightfully so, because he wanted the biggest dose of anyone. Having seen and felt a high dose, I didn't want to scare anyone else (before their own trip) with the image of V drooling, eyes twitching, mumbling glossolalia...totally tripping face. It is not a pretty picture until they regain consciousness and start laughing their ass off, which is what eventually happened.
V also saw the entities, something he'd been waiting to see for two years. According to him, the entities were whispering into his ear and reaching around his head. He alternately mumbled and gasped in amazement for the duration of the trip. V worried because the entities seemed to be impatient with his presence, as if he didn't belong, but he rode it out until the laughter started. V told me how much he respected the drug and felt that he had received a message from it, a message telling him to take a break from DMT and other drugs too. He rarely listens to anyone but in this case, he listened to what the drug was telling him.
My own trip was very light. Since I'd received the same message the night before, I felt it would be wise to listen to the entities too. I'm including my a report of my last high dose DMT trip because most of this post if fairly weak on content and...also...I think you guys will find it interesting.
[the hypercube]
I cozied up in bed and tied my belt around my arm. Loaded a 1/2cc syringe with 40-50mg DMT Acetate and H20. Needle in, blood, plunger down and...lights out.
I passed through the familiar "tidal zone" of hyperspace, a fitting title since it is fairly tumultuous and nondescript. I mainly see shapes and colors with no sense of depth or higher-level organization. To me, it kinda looks like psychedelic spaghetti, but other times it looks like rainbow-colored self-transforming fractal-trash. I don't spend much time in this phase before it dissolves...and...I'M THERE! Hello hyperspace!
My attention is directed at some kind of strange cube. The cube is actually two cube intertwined and constantly changing places. It looks to me like modern art at first, but it also seems to emanate some kind of strange power. Holding the cube is an enormous (seemingly 15 ft tall) SILVER Gumby. His eyes are hypnotic and his skin is made of liquid metal (like mercury), except this metal is inlaid with constantly morphing alien circuitry. He tells me that this shape is important and that I should study it. He shows me dozens of these shapes but I can only remember the cube...probably because it was the simplest of all of them. Before I go, I thank him or at least try to thank him. As I'm coming down, I have a feeling that the "you're welcome" is implicit in the fact that I am doing the drug in the first place. What are the chances anyway???
Upon further research I discovered that this special cube has a name. It's called a hypercube, a cube in the 4th spacial dimension.
This is the second time I have been purposefully shown a special shape/symbol by the entities. The first time they showed me an ouroboros and I didn't know what that was either!!
[bonus poem]
i wrote this after my latest DMT experience. it could be longer but oh well! it's called this Poem is about [this Poem is about... {this poem is about ...|∞|}]
pillow soft and hard as rock
god is one pair of mismatched socks
luminantly black, fuller than an empty sack
heavy like uranium feathers
keenly, obscenely, obliquely, completely
cosmically rubbing, dusting and sweeping
the universe at work is like house cleaning
whether or not we know the difference
between the number zero and infinite regress
the square root of rhubarb pi is cube of ruby tubers
sweet like sugar walking sticks
esoteric like bacon bits
god is a switch hitter and he’s batting five thousand
god is one pair of mismatched socks
luminantly black, fuller than an empty sack
heavy like uranium feathers
keenly, obscenely, obliquely, completely
cosmically rubbing, dusting and sweeping
the universe at work is like house cleaning
whether or not we know the difference
between the number zero and infinite regress
the square root of rhubarb pi is cube of ruby tubers
sweet like sugar walking sticks
esoteric like bacon bits
god is a switch hitter and he’s batting five thousand
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) about DMT...you don't get scared, you don't have time to. Alex Grey is definately a very good artist and certainly does his best to capture his own DMT experience...but my god is it even more infinately more complex than that...(oh really idiot? Well...yeah!) The last time I experienced these entities (I mean that there's different ones too..including the elfish digital aztecs that like to dance around and shit.. but the alien technology skin ones..they "just" sit there and you absorb what you're fortunate for them to pass to you...It's so genious, and they will only show you how much you are ready and worthy to see..worthy comes along with the ready imo. The last time I saw them I had shot up heroin and meth that day (meth is the bigger no no for me), along with being loaded on GHB, benzos, cannabis and a little alcohol..(such a digusting mix ..let alone to even be alive still, but geeze what garbage for the soul_..I sort of accidently did much more DMT then I was used to, and I dove deeper than my other times, but it was like I saw mostly black (in a pure void), with the same entities, way farther back, but close enough to make out their skin to some detail even, and they essentially communicated that I wasn't worthy to experience any more than a sliver of a deeper nature of the realm since I was abusing all those drugs and being bad to myself. Ok, I'm gonna end this now before this turns into a TR in itself, Jesus.... I AM NOT CRAZY. 
