RhythmSpring
Bluelighter
It was the first real hot day of Spring, the sun was blazing, and it was time to at least dip my toes in the crazy waters of DMT. I loaded about 25mg of the whitish powder into a teeny pot pipe, sandwiching the spice between two fresh sections of dandelion leaves.
Though it was pretty out, I felt quite bleh - slightly nauseous, very low energy, and in a pretty yucky headspace. But I felt like I needed to open my mind, so I proceeded.
I ventured out alone in a rather removed meadow on my college campus, and set down a towel in the brushy woods, so I was on the edge where the meadow and woods met.
I held my regular lighter about a half a centimeter from the bowl, caused some form of smoldering, and inhaled, twice, getting kind of lightheaded. Okay. Then, a bigger hit.
This lightheadedness was different. It was overwhelming, but I couldn't tell what was overwhelming about it. My intellectual mind vainly raced to intellectualize and catalogue the experience. Fractals emerged from my vision. This being my first actual visual, ever, my mind and eyes got excited and examined it briefly with a harsh inquisition: How real is this?
But also, the sun, which was at a 30 degree angle from the horizon at the time, was the source of this energy, beaming fractally rays my direction. The sun seemed to swell with ripeness and exuded its warm quiet influence over me. Overwhelming, positive, subtle, and impossible to grasp with the intellect. Seriously. Like what the fuck was going on?
I know I got a very low hit. I probably ended up inhaling about 15mg total. But...
I lay there. I reflected in my new sensitivity. I glanced toward campus. Whoa! Intense social anxiety associated with it! Scary! What do I do?
I realize suddenly I am very playful. Like an animal. I start caterwauling like a dog. It just feels good. Rooroorooroorrrrrrorororoor! Rorrr Rooorororor!
My voice is higher than normal, and it just feels good to speak in upper registers. It crosses my mind that when the Dalai Lama gets really excited/happy, he speaks in a super high pitched voice (I've seen him talk).
Two birds, presumed robins settled noisily above me on a branch. With Cat Stevens on my mind the past weeks, I remember his lyrics "I listen to the Robin's song, saying not to worry." Duh. Just don't worry! DUHHHHHH!
I just don't know. It was so little, yet the impact, as subtle as can be, yet incredibly profound. The rest of the day was just ... freer. I was involved SO much more with other people, and having fun. I'm realizing so much of life and the universe is... Celebration! Play! The universe feels like play, like a child dancing. It's insightful, but it's also pretty funny: Something so serious as the universe is like a party! Yeah, like a birthday party with chocolate cake and bad techno and bowling at 2 o clock sharp.
The rest of the day was just so much more... ON. I was able to speak truthfully and heartfeltly to a friend with whom I was having difficult issues. I drummed at a really sweet drum circle! I know this isn't the trip anymore, but the invisible peace it has instilled in me still pervades.
It's invisible.
You can't feel it, touch it, see it. Well, at least not on this low a dose :D
Tagged by Xorkoth
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substancecode_tryptamines
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_positive
roacode_smoked
roacode_inhaled
Though it was pretty out, I felt quite bleh - slightly nauseous, very low energy, and in a pretty yucky headspace. But I felt like I needed to open my mind, so I proceeded.
I ventured out alone in a rather removed meadow on my college campus, and set down a towel in the brushy woods, so I was on the edge where the meadow and woods met.
I held my regular lighter about a half a centimeter from the bowl, caused some form of smoldering, and inhaled, twice, getting kind of lightheaded. Okay. Then, a bigger hit.
This lightheadedness was different. It was overwhelming, but I couldn't tell what was overwhelming about it. My intellectual mind vainly raced to intellectualize and catalogue the experience. Fractals emerged from my vision. This being my first actual visual, ever, my mind and eyes got excited and examined it briefly with a harsh inquisition: How real is this?
But also, the sun, which was at a 30 degree angle from the horizon at the time, was the source of this energy, beaming fractally rays my direction. The sun seemed to swell with ripeness and exuded its warm quiet influence over me. Overwhelming, positive, subtle, and impossible to grasp with the intellect. Seriously. Like what the fuck was going on?
I know I got a very low hit. I probably ended up inhaling about 15mg total. But...
I lay there. I reflected in my new sensitivity. I glanced toward campus. Whoa! Intense social anxiety associated with it! Scary! What do I do?
I realize suddenly I am very playful. Like an animal. I start caterwauling like a dog. It just feels good. Rooroorooroorrrrrrorororoor! Rorrr Rooorororor!
My voice is higher than normal, and it just feels good to speak in upper registers. It crosses my mind that when the Dalai Lama gets really excited/happy, he speaks in a super high pitched voice (I've seen him talk).
Two birds, presumed robins settled noisily above me on a branch. With Cat Stevens on my mind the past weeks, I remember his lyrics "I listen to the Robin's song, saying not to worry." Duh. Just don't worry! DUHHHHHH!
I just don't know. It was so little, yet the impact, as subtle as can be, yet incredibly profound. The rest of the day was just ... freer. I was involved SO much more with other people, and having fun. I'm realizing so much of life and the universe is... Celebration! Play! The universe feels like play, like a child dancing. It's insightful, but it's also pretty funny: Something so serious as the universe is like a party! Yeah, like a birthday party with chocolate cake and bad techno and bowling at 2 o clock sharp.
The rest of the day was just so much more... ON. I was able to speak truthfully and heartfeltly to a friend with whom I was having difficult issues. I drummed at a really sweet drum circle! I know this isn't the trip anymore, but the invisible peace it has instilled in me still pervades.
It's invisible.
You can't feel it, touch it, see it. Well, at least not on this low a dose :D
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_dmt
substancecode_tryptamines
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_positive
roacode_smoked
roacode_inhaled
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