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DMT - First Time

distorted soul

Greenlighter
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Hey guys this is my first official post on these forums. Im active on others, but these forums have helped me alot anyway...

Dosage: Eyeballed, split 100mgs down the middle.
Weight: 180
Height: 6'0"


First hit: Crackpipe using tinfoil to jam it up a little, had never used one before, didnt work, gave me a mild stoned feel for 5 minutes.

Second attempt(10 minutes after effects of first wore off): I freebased it, tinfoil using the crackpipe to inhale the smoke.

I decided to get creative with this, its not really a trip report so much as a story of my DMT trip. hope you enjoy. :) I will be experiencing dmt again this weekend.

** Fixed poem(unedited), the original post had incomplete poem ( This was written about an hour after the trip, and written in 1 pass of flowing thought and recollection )
I shared a kiss with bliss last night, it engulfed me like a raging fire, it propelled me from 0 to 60 in less than a nanosecond. It slapped me down and pulled me back up. It made me giddy and carefree. I flew among the angels, and danced among the stars. Colors vibrant as can be, colors i never knew existed. Hands become face, face becomes body, body becomes non existant. An entity, existing between this world and the next. Exploring through the eyes and innocence of a child. A dreamlike state of empathy and ecstacy. One existance, one creation, one conscious. Energy flowing tides of red yellow green alternating ferociously yet serenely. Indescribable, full of emotion, spirituality, devotion. One single atom, becomes trillions, coursing through your soul, sharing in the cosmic energy we call life.

Jumping, dancing, chasing a tail, spinning around whilst jumping, then falling to the ground. Ground comes so fast, but disappears. Destination Earth....Reality...Fate...despair. A single swing hanging from a banner. Oh boy what does a swing represent to the youthful. A swing such a simple object, freedom, joy, bliss, serenity, force, cause and effect. Swing, becomes life, life is the swing, swinging full force, legs in the air, so far from the ground. If the ground was not there, why would one ever get off the swing? Ground becomes death, death consumes my being and forces me to hop off the swing. Swing stops, no more energy, no more life. I look to the ground, i look to death, and i smile and say to myself, hello there, greeting death with open arms. The ground begins to vibrate, energy moving throughout it, possible life has not ended, just transferred its energy to a different state of being. Death is nothing but an altered state of living, for without living there would be no death. The ground repells me away with an undiscernable force, i grasp at air, and swing my arms widly, arms no longer extensions of my physical body but rather extensions of my astral body. I swing away at an unseen force, driving my soul into insanity, the force makes itself apparent as music. Music is driving me to make the insane gestures, it beckons me to dance, to indulge, to experience and so i do. I indulge in all that it has to offer. STOP....

Suddenly a new energy courses through my veins, it drives me sexually, it burns my insides and throws me every which way, i feel every atom in my body. I feel connected, to everything and nothing at once. I jump up and the world explodes, i fall back down and the world rearranges, i spin, and i see my life in images surround me as i spin, i hold my... Read More arm out to grab long lost memories. Stop...suddenly there is a Goddess standing in front of me, holding a lamp, we are surrounded by darkness. She asks, do you accept your fate, do you embrace life, are you ready to live, my mind is yelling yes but my body is silent just smiling. She hears my silent yell and turns on the lamp... all of a sudden the reality i left so long ago rushes back. I can think now, but what to say, there is nothing other than, "I had a kiss with bliss"

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I shared a kiss with bliss last night...

etc..

Brilliant! Really excellently expressed. Poetry in motion [applause].

I'm working on my first DMT trip report at the moment (I've done several on other topics). It's going to be a fairly long one. Maybe I'll drop you a line when I post it. I find DMT a challenging one to articulate - by comparison to the more quantifiable psychedelics. You did a great job with not very many words.
 
Awesome and interesting perspective of writing a DMT trip. I really loved it.

I think it would be a great song.

I need to try it sometime!
 
That was the most amazing description of a trip!

"Music is driving me to make the insane gestures"

Brilliant, I'd love to get ahold of DMT some time.
 
i am assuming this was n,n-dmt?

Beautiful report man. Ive been trying to get my hands on n,n-dmt for the past year or so but it is incredibly hard to find. I managed to get 5-meo-dmt when it was still a research chemical but now even that is near impossible to find.

Now is it true that nothing beats an n,n-dmt trip? My worry is that, I am only 17 now. If i open my mind through the medium of dmt, will that be it for me? Is that the farthest i will ever go into my subconscious? If so, i really think i should wait since that would be the peak of my psychedelic career.
 
Hey all, if anyone checks this, I am posting the correct version of this poem finally. Back in 2009, when i made this post, I had copied it off of my facebook, incompletely.
Heres is the complete poem, and i will try to edit the original as well to match. ( I want to finally edit this poem, but i want the original here unedited )

I shared a kiss with bliss last night, it engulfed me like a raging fire, it propelled me from 0 to 60 in less than a nanosecond. It slapped me down and pulled me back up. It made me giddy and carefree. I flew among the angels, and danced among the stars. Colors vibrant as can be, colors i never knew existed. Hands become face, face becomes body, body becomes non existant. An entity, existing between this world and the next. Exploring through the eyes and innocence of a child. A dreamlike state of empathy and ecstacy. One existance, one creation, one conscious. Energy flowing tides of red yellow green alternating ferociously yet serenely. Indescribable, full of emotion, spirituality, devotion. One single atom, becomes trillions, coursing through your soul, sharing in the cosmic energy we call life.

Jumping, dancing, chasing a tail, spinning around whilst jumping, then falling to the ground. Ground comes so fast, but disappears. Destination Earth....Reality...Fate...despair. A single swing hanging from a banner. Oh boy what does a swing represent to the youthful. A swing such a simple object, freedom, joy, bliss, serenity, force, cause and effect. Swing, becomes life, life is the swing, swinging full force, legs in the air, so far from the ground. If the ground was not there, why would one ever get off the swing? Ground becomes death, death consumes my being and forces me to hop off the swing. Swing stops, no more energy, no more life. I look to the ground, i look to death, and i smile and say to myself, hello there, greeting death with open arms. The ground begins to vibrate, energy moving throughout it, possible life has not ended, just transferred its energy to a different state of being. Death is nothing but an altered state of living, for without living there would be no death. The ground repells me away with an undiscernable force, i grasp at air, and swing my arms widly, arms no longer extensions of my physical body but rather extensions of my astral body. I swing away at an unseen force, driving my soul into insanity, the force makes itself apparent as music. Music is driving me to make the insane gestures, it beckons me to dance, to indulge, to experience and so i do. I indulge in all that it has to offer. STOP....

Suddenly a new energy courses through my veins, it drives me sexually, it burns my insides and throws me every which way, i feel every atom in my body. I feel connected, to everything and nothing at once. I jump up and the world explodes, i fall back down and the world rearranges, i spin, and i see my life in images surround me as i spin, i hold my... Read More arm out to grab long lost memories. Stop...suddenly there is a Goddess standing in front of me, holding a lamp, we are surrounded by darkness. She asks, do you accept your fate, do you embrace life, are you ready to live, my mind is yelling yes but my body is silent just smiling. She hears my silent yell and turns on the lamp... all of a sudden the reality i left so long ago rushes back. I can think now, but what to say, there is nothing other than, "I had a kiss with bliss"
 
Kush, i take it you are about 20 years old now, if you read this. All psychedelics are different, and will result in different experiences.

My dmt trip is no greater than my high dose LSD trip, but the dmt resulted in this beautiful poem, where as the LSD trip resulted in me dealing with some of my deepest darkest problems.
 
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