All I can say is WOW.
This trip was last night[Wednesday, May 2].
I have so little experience with psychedelics that I probably should not have started with DMT.
[Technically, I've dosed a low potency acid once, and a 1/16 of shrooms -- both were very introspective]
So on to the trip--
SETTING -- I know how crucial this can be to others, and this was certainly very crucial thing to me.
It ended up being at a spot I like to chill in with friends to get high, do shit that we can't really be caught for. A gated area, so we're outside, but still safe from the popo's.
DOSAGE --
Probably a 30-40 mg bowl he had going between 5 people at once.
First time --
We bought a crackpipe from a shop[luckily neither me nor my friend looked like tweakers, even though the guy probably assummed we bought it for that]. Never used one before, had an ex-addict show us how to properly light the bowl, twist it, etc. So now we knew how to hit it.
THE TRIP --
Hit the pipe, got a lung full of DMT[which tasted like ass to me].
All 5 of us, in a 4-door economy car, I was sitting the backseat on the left-side, and as soon as I felt the absolute POWER of the substance rushing through me, I knew I had to get out of the car. I couldn't stand being cramped in this place any more.
As soon as I stepped out of the car, I began to see rainbows of colors all overs the plants in the planter, the single baby tree in the same planter, and the moon covered by fog in the night-sky.
I looked at a wall that had a stucco-with-pebbles-mashed-in-with-it finish on it. There was no REAL pattern to it, but as soon as I got closer to check it out, EVERYTHING on the wall starting moving like string being pulled through the gears of a clock. Making figure eights out of nothing, and white mashed with green and blue and red. EVERYTHING was swirling on the wall, and I did not want to touch it for fear that I'd learn that it wasn't actually moving, and I'd lose the visuals of the wall.
There was a hill in the distance, there was no light illuminating it, the plants all over the dimly-lit hill began to dance-- rhythmically with a song in my head[of which I've forgotten since the trip ended], and I was absolutely flabbergasted by all the extreme visuals I was getting.
Everything was turning into a rainbow of colors.
It had been about 10 minutes by then, yet it felt like a few hours had gone by.
The visuals were over, but the stimulation that came from the buzz that I felt in my body made me feel like I could run around the complex a couple times. Now that I look back on it, maybe I should have.
All I could keep saying was 'Wow.' Words couldn't form to describe the absolute insanity I just witnessed.
The Aftermath --
My lips felt like they'd been burnt by the DMT pipe- they weren't.
Smoked a couple bowls of weed with said friends.
Made for a relaxing come-down.
Looking Back --
I still can't think of anything else to summarize the trip other than Wow.
I'm so glad Ive really entered the world of psychedelics.
This is the ultimate trip that I've always sought from psychs, but I knew I would never get such crazy visuals from shrooms or LSD.
Now that I've seen it with my own 2 eyes, I know that this is the substance for me.
The only question I have about it is how long should I wait until I try it again?
Would it be ok to try it again tonight, or should I wait a couple/several days or a week or more?
I hope you enjoyed reading my first time actually tripping.
This trip was last night[Wednesday, May 2].
I have so little experience with psychedelics that I probably should not have started with DMT.
[Technically, I've dosed a low potency acid once, and a 1/16 of shrooms -- both were very introspective]
So on to the trip--
SETTING -- I know how crucial this can be to others, and this was certainly very crucial thing to me.
It ended up being at a spot I like to chill in with friends to get high, do shit that we can't really be caught for. A gated area, so we're outside, but still safe from the popo's.
DOSAGE --
Probably a 30-40 mg bowl he had going between 5 people at once.
First time --
We bought a crackpipe from a shop[luckily neither me nor my friend looked like tweakers, even though the guy probably assummed we bought it for that]. Never used one before, had an ex-addict show us how to properly light the bowl, twist it, etc. So now we knew how to hit it.
THE TRIP --
Hit the pipe, got a lung full of DMT[which tasted like ass to me].
All 5 of us, in a 4-door economy car, I was sitting the backseat on the left-side, and as soon as I felt the absolute POWER of the substance rushing through me, I knew I had to get out of the car. I couldn't stand being cramped in this place any more.
As soon as I stepped out of the car, I began to see rainbows of colors all overs the plants in the planter, the single baby tree in the same planter, and the moon covered by fog in the night-sky.
I looked at a wall that had a stucco-with-pebbles-mashed-in-with-it finish on it. There was no REAL pattern to it, but as soon as I got closer to check it out, EVERYTHING on the wall starting moving like string being pulled through the gears of a clock. Making figure eights out of nothing, and white mashed with green and blue and red. EVERYTHING was swirling on the wall, and I did not want to touch it for fear that I'd learn that it wasn't actually moving, and I'd lose the visuals of the wall.
There was a hill in the distance, there was no light illuminating it, the plants all over the dimly-lit hill began to dance-- rhythmically with a song in my head[of which I've forgotten since the trip ended], and I was absolutely flabbergasted by all the extreme visuals I was getting.
Everything was turning into a rainbow of colors.
It had been about 10 minutes by then, yet it felt like a few hours had gone by.
The visuals were over, but the stimulation that came from the buzz that I felt in my body made me feel like I could run around the complex a couple times. Now that I look back on it, maybe I should have.
All I could keep saying was 'Wow.' Words couldn't form to describe the absolute insanity I just witnessed.
The Aftermath --
My lips felt like they'd been burnt by the DMT pipe- they weren't.
Smoked a couple bowls of weed with said friends.
Made for a relaxing come-down.
Looking Back --
I still can't think of anything else to summarize the trip other than Wow.
I'm so glad Ive really entered the world of psychedelics.
This is the ultimate trip that I've always sought from psychs, but I knew I would never get such crazy visuals from shrooms or LSD.
Now that I've seen it with my own 2 eyes, I know that this is the substance for me.
The only question I have about it is how long should I wait until I try it again?
Would it be ok to try it again tonight, or should I wait a couple/several days or a week or more?
I hope you enjoyed reading my first time actually tripping.
