dankstersauce
Bluelighter
I had recently obtained a nice collection of drugs and was pretty excited for this opportunity to indulge. I’m very experienced with opiates however this was only my 4th time smoking DMT.
I had returned to the town I grew up in to take care of some appointments and was chilling with a good friend and his brother. I’ll call them P and G. I explained what DMT was to them, and asked if they’d like to try a couple puffs. They were down, which made me excited, I couldn’t wait to see the look on their faces when they blasted off. After all I had taken my first acid trip with P, and G had sold me awesome green gel tabs many years ago, so I was very excited to hit them back.
On the drive to P+G’s house I chomped up 7- 10/325 hydro/apaps. (I didn’t drive while high, the pills didn’t kick in until after I arrived.) Also prior to blasting off into DMT land, I also washed my mouth out with rubbing alcohol (eww) and stuck 1/3 of a 50ug fentanyl mylan patch in between my cheek and gums. In case your’e wondering, I read on BL that rubbing alcohol helped break down the silicone in the crappy mylan patches and IMO it worked…either that or I was too high to tell
So while the fentanyl patch was tightly secured in my cheek, I packed a pipe with some cannabis, and layered pieces of DMT in between more layers of cannabis. I then held the flame of the lighter up the glass pipe, making sure not to let the flame touch the goodies. As the DMT slowly melted into the weed, I inhaled; I recognized that DMT taste a cross somewhere between burning plastic and incense. As I held the hit in, I suddenly became concerned, feeling that “maybe I shouldn’t have done that” feeling as the DMT rush crept up the back of my neck. A slight ringing noise became louder and developed into a louder humming, coinciding with the auditory hallucinations the visuals slowly began to develop. G then hit the pipe and passed to P.
P, the brave fool that he is took two large hits back to back. At this point watching P start to peak was more entertaining than the weak hit that I had inhaled minutes ago. P has never smoked DMT. He then proceeded to jump out of his chair screaming “my clothes are too tight!!!! Why are my clothes so tight!!!” This gave me and G some good laughs, very similar to the giggles felt while peaking on acid. Me and G didn’t get as strong of hits as P, but P trying to explain his visions to us was hilarious. He tried to explain how he was controlling his visuals and that he saw a girl on the wall, while doing this he traveled from one corner of the room to the other, exclaiming at the beauty of the walls, and the amber light that filled the room like he was “in a fish bowl filled with golden water." of course that's my guess of the general idea he was trying to convey, but he had great difficulty forming sentences without forgetting what he was saying half way through the sentence.
Because good vibes were in the air and P seemed to survive his 2 hits in a row without freaking out, I decided I wanted to break through. I packed roughly 40mgs into the pipe.
We passed the pipe around several more times, packing small pieces for each persons hits. I think a tolerance had begun to build because the higher dose was nice, but still not a break through. This didn’t bother me at all as I began to feel the combination of hydrocodone and fentanyl. It was beautiful, especially combined with DMT. The painkillers did wonders to ease me into DMT space without becoming too startled.
As I took the rip, the opiates eased my nerves enough that this was all fun and games, leaving me with no concerns about being ripped from this dimension. Two very strong tasting hits were inhaled back to back, holding them in as long as possible. I then knew I better sit down.
As I was sucker punched by DMT I suddenly became overwhelmed by the visuals. I didn’t know if my eyes were open or closed. The background of my field of vision was black, and these morphing geometric fractals flew towards my face. I was truly amazed by the detail and beauty of these visuals. The shapes/patterns were bright and vibrant, and no matter how deep I looked into the patterns of shifting neon shapes, the patterns kept revealing more and more. It was like the colors and shapes were dancing for me becoming more intricate and beautiful the deeper I look at them. There was also a strong feeling that these colors and shapes were made specifically for me, as if the cosmos wanted to put on a light show for me.
I don’t remember how long this lasted for but as I came down, I realized that I could see the same surroundings I saw prior to blasting off. But still all the colors were extremely vibrant and shifted usually in straight lines (not wavy but vibrating in a way). P and Gs’ faces looked like they were an oil painting, and I could tell by the look on P’s face he was just as high as me, if not much higher.
I still didn’t break through, as fucked up as I was, I remained in my body (or at least I think I did). As I slowly returned to reality, I realized the opiates were kicking my ass and I felt a euphoric psychedelic nod that felt as warm and lovely as if I had gone back into my mother’s womb. The glow left by the DMT combined with the bliss of the fent/hydro combo made me feel…well….indescribably perfect. But the best I can describe it would be a soft, warm, gentle, beautiful, smooth and soothing trip.
This was a lovely combo, but obviously something that I’ll probably never do again simply because it was probably a bit overboard. The opiates really took the edge off, which was lovely and now I feel a bit braver, and next time will probably try 3 DMT hits in a row. Sorry if this report is really long, but this was such a beautiful experience I couldn’t resist preaching the DMT gospel. I have a serene smile on my face just recalling this afternoon’s activities.
I’d be happy to answer any questions, or if you have any feedback please share. and sorry if there are any typos, but each time I re-read it I add another paragraph...lol so yeah...
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substancecode_hydrocodone
substancecode_fentanyl
substancecode_opiates
substancecode_tryptamines
substancecode_pharms
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roacode_oral
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roacode_inhaled
roacode_buccal
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_combo_
I had returned to the town I grew up in to take care of some appointments and was chilling with a good friend and his brother. I’ll call them P and G. I explained what DMT was to them, and asked if they’d like to try a couple puffs. They were down, which made me excited, I couldn’t wait to see the look on their faces when they blasted off. After all I had taken my first acid trip with P, and G had sold me awesome green gel tabs many years ago, so I was very excited to hit them back.
On the drive to P+G’s house I chomped up 7- 10/325 hydro/apaps. (I didn’t drive while high, the pills didn’t kick in until after I arrived.) Also prior to blasting off into DMT land, I also washed my mouth out with rubbing alcohol (eww) and stuck 1/3 of a 50ug fentanyl mylan patch in between my cheek and gums. In case your’e wondering, I read on BL that rubbing alcohol helped break down the silicone in the crappy mylan patches and IMO it worked…either that or I was too high to tell
So while the fentanyl patch was tightly secured in my cheek, I packed a pipe with some cannabis, and layered pieces of DMT in between more layers of cannabis. I then held the flame of the lighter up the glass pipe, making sure not to let the flame touch the goodies. As the DMT slowly melted into the weed, I inhaled; I recognized that DMT taste a cross somewhere between burning plastic and incense. As I held the hit in, I suddenly became concerned, feeling that “maybe I shouldn’t have done that” feeling as the DMT rush crept up the back of my neck. A slight ringing noise became louder and developed into a louder humming, coinciding with the auditory hallucinations the visuals slowly began to develop. G then hit the pipe and passed to P.
P, the brave fool that he is took two large hits back to back. At this point watching P start to peak was more entertaining than the weak hit that I had inhaled minutes ago. P has never smoked DMT. He then proceeded to jump out of his chair screaming “my clothes are too tight!!!! Why are my clothes so tight!!!” This gave me and G some good laughs, very similar to the giggles felt while peaking on acid. Me and G didn’t get as strong of hits as P, but P trying to explain his visions to us was hilarious. He tried to explain how he was controlling his visuals and that he saw a girl on the wall, while doing this he traveled from one corner of the room to the other, exclaiming at the beauty of the walls, and the amber light that filled the room like he was “in a fish bowl filled with golden water." of course that's my guess of the general idea he was trying to convey, but he had great difficulty forming sentences without forgetting what he was saying half way through the sentence.
Because good vibes were in the air and P seemed to survive his 2 hits in a row without freaking out, I decided I wanted to break through. I packed roughly 40mgs into the pipe.
We passed the pipe around several more times, packing small pieces for each persons hits. I think a tolerance had begun to build because the higher dose was nice, but still not a break through. This didn’t bother me at all as I began to feel the combination of hydrocodone and fentanyl. It was beautiful, especially combined with DMT. The painkillers did wonders to ease me into DMT space without becoming too startled.
As I took the rip, the opiates eased my nerves enough that this was all fun and games, leaving me with no concerns about being ripped from this dimension. Two very strong tasting hits were inhaled back to back, holding them in as long as possible. I then knew I better sit down.
As I was sucker punched by DMT I suddenly became overwhelmed by the visuals. I didn’t know if my eyes were open or closed. The background of my field of vision was black, and these morphing geometric fractals flew towards my face. I was truly amazed by the detail and beauty of these visuals. The shapes/patterns were bright and vibrant, and no matter how deep I looked into the patterns of shifting neon shapes, the patterns kept revealing more and more. It was like the colors and shapes were dancing for me becoming more intricate and beautiful the deeper I look at them. There was also a strong feeling that these colors and shapes were made specifically for me, as if the cosmos wanted to put on a light show for me.
I don’t remember how long this lasted for but as I came down, I realized that I could see the same surroundings I saw prior to blasting off. But still all the colors were extremely vibrant and shifted usually in straight lines (not wavy but vibrating in a way). P and Gs’ faces looked like they were an oil painting, and I could tell by the look on P’s face he was just as high as me, if not much higher.
I still didn’t break through, as fucked up as I was, I remained in my body (or at least I think I did). As I slowly returned to reality, I realized the opiates were kicking my ass and I felt a euphoric psychedelic nod that felt as warm and lovely as if I had gone back into my mother’s womb. The glow left by the DMT combined with the bliss of the fent/hydro combo made me feel…well….indescribably perfect. But the best I can describe it would be a soft, warm, gentle, beautiful, smooth and soothing trip.
This was a lovely combo, but obviously something that I’ll probably never do again simply because it was probably a bit overboard. The opiates really took the edge off, which was lovely and now I feel a bit braver, and next time will probably try 3 DMT hits in a row. Sorry if this report is really long, but this was such a beautiful experience I couldn’t resist preaching the DMT gospel. I have a serene smile on my face just recalling this afternoon’s activities.
I’d be happy to answer any questions, or if you have any feedback please share. and sorry if there are any typos, but each time I re-read it I add another paragraph...lol so yeah...
substancecode_dmt
substancecode_hydrocodone
substancecode_fentanyl
substancecode_opiates
substancecode_tryptamines
substancecode_pharms
explevel_inexperienced
roacode_oral
roacode_smoked
roacode_inhaled
roacode_buccal
exptype_positive
exptype_glowing
_combo_
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