Morninggloryseed
Bluelight Crew
October 2001
30 mg of DPT
I carefully weighed out one hundred milligrams of DPT hcl, and dissolved it in two milliliters of distilled water. It was very difficult to get the DPT to dissolve, and I found it necessary to add a little heat to get it into solution. Then I filtered the liquid through a .02-micron filter for sterility. After transferring the solution to a sealed glass ampoule for storage, I measured out .6 milliliters of this solution, which of course was equivalent to thirty milligrams of DPT hcl.
This was my first time with intramuscularly administered DPT, and I rightfully decided to start with what I viewed as a low dose. Never one to enjoy snorting odd-smelling powders, I was anxious to try DPT via a new method of administration. Though I was a bit nervous about the injection process, I was looking very forward to comparing the effects of IMing this material to insufflating it. Those I’ve spoken with who have taken it both ways swear by the IM method. Plus, DPT was always administered by IM injection when it was researched as a psychotherapeutic tool in the 1970’s.
Using my trusty automatic injecting device, I administered the thirty milligrams into my upper thigh. There was no burn and the injection went smoothly. No immediate effects were noted. I decided to spend the onset of the experiment outside, so I packed a bowl of marijuana and brought one balloon of nitrous oxide with me and made my way outdoors. For an evening in October in the Midwest, it was unusually warm. There was not a cloud in the sky, and also very little humidity.
After ten minutes there were still no effects, so I decided to smoke some pot figuring it would help kick in the effects. Two or three hits were all it took. After the marijuana, I noted the distinct DPT-vibration in my body. Colors suddenly filled up the night sky and there seemed to be life and activity in the trees. I was amazed at the relative smoothness of IMed DPT. Previous experiments with insufflated DPT were very forceful and demanding in nature. In some ways this was actually gentle, or at least during the onset of the experience it was.
Around fifteen minutes into the experiment, the effects seemed well developed and I decided to take my balloon of nitrous oxide. As usual, the effects were overwhelming. I can only describe the place I traveled to as ‘serene’. There was complete silence as the universe and I became one. My ego ceased to exist and I became one with everything…True bliss and universal harmony. This lasted around 3 minutes, though I had no perception of time as this event occurred. It was on the return that things got a little weird.
As soon as I became aware of my body again, I noted a ‘strangeness’ in the air. I couldn’t quite place my finger on what it was that was so weird, but there was a certain foreboding feeling in the air. Almost as though I was no longer alone. I decided to gather my things and make my way inside. The walk down to my room was a little difficult. My motor control was a little ‘off’, and I seemed to sway as I walked. The visuals had also grown quite intense, and it was actually a little difficult to see clearly over the intense trails and colors that filled my perceptual field.
I put on Donovan’s Please Don’t Bend, which is a very beautiful acoustic ballad that has a biting edge to it. Very intense song. What happened next is beyond my ability to describe rationally. It is definitely the sort of event that is completely unbelievable unless you experience it first-hand. As soon as I sat down on my couch there was this creature/entity there with me. It sat directly behind me in the couch and started to massage my scalp. Needles to say, I was petrified with fear and did not attempt to intervene or stop it. I just sat there and let it do what it wanted to do. I am not in a position to say any of this was a figment of my mind. Not only could I clearly detect the presence of someone or something there with me, but I could also feel these hands in my hair, and my hair was also visibly moving. There was certainly no wind or breeze in my bedroom moving my hair in the fashion it was.
The entity event seemed to end as soon as it began. This occurrence was over by the time the song had ended. The experience of having my scalp rubbed by some entity left me rather unnerved, and I spent the remainder of the trip attempting to put the pieces back together and figure out what happened. For the next hour or so, I rode out the raves of fear and uncertainty that I was feeling; knowing the effects of the DPT would soon wane. Though I never reached a state of panic, it was not a comfortable trip after this event. I did not expect to have entity contact from a mere thirty milligrams of DPT and I suppose I was still in a bit of shock from the whole thing. By the third hour, I was mostly down. Only my body was still buzzing.
A few days later, I visited my local ‘wise lady’, who is a Native American, and she seemed to know exactly what it was.
“It’s a shadow person”, she said.
“That’s what they do, among other things. Massage the scalp. They mean you no harm.”
She was really convinced that’s what it was, and said my description of what happened fitted the bill completely. So I guess that is what it was. And with that I am satisfied. That trip will have to go down in the books as one of the strangest events I have experienced. I have had entity contact from smoked DMT, but nothing like this. Not direct physical contact. I also believe that the DPT may have been a catalyst in this event, but it was not the cause. Though I cannot even begin to decipher the meaning of it all, I am convinced it meant something and hopefully in the future this mystery will reveal itself to me.
[ 29 December 2002: Message edited by: morninggloryseed ]
30 mg of DPT
I carefully weighed out one hundred milligrams of DPT hcl, and dissolved it in two milliliters of distilled water. It was very difficult to get the DPT to dissolve, and I found it necessary to add a little heat to get it into solution. Then I filtered the liquid through a .02-micron filter for sterility. After transferring the solution to a sealed glass ampoule for storage, I measured out .6 milliliters of this solution, which of course was equivalent to thirty milligrams of DPT hcl.
This was my first time with intramuscularly administered DPT, and I rightfully decided to start with what I viewed as a low dose. Never one to enjoy snorting odd-smelling powders, I was anxious to try DPT via a new method of administration. Though I was a bit nervous about the injection process, I was looking very forward to comparing the effects of IMing this material to insufflating it. Those I’ve spoken with who have taken it both ways swear by the IM method. Plus, DPT was always administered by IM injection when it was researched as a psychotherapeutic tool in the 1970’s.
Using my trusty automatic injecting device, I administered the thirty milligrams into my upper thigh. There was no burn and the injection went smoothly. No immediate effects were noted. I decided to spend the onset of the experiment outside, so I packed a bowl of marijuana and brought one balloon of nitrous oxide with me and made my way outdoors. For an evening in October in the Midwest, it was unusually warm. There was not a cloud in the sky, and also very little humidity.
After ten minutes there were still no effects, so I decided to smoke some pot figuring it would help kick in the effects. Two or three hits were all it took. After the marijuana, I noted the distinct DPT-vibration in my body. Colors suddenly filled up the night sky and there seemed to be life and activity in the trees. I was amazed at the relative smoothness of IMed DPT. Previous experiments with insufflated DPT were very forceful and demanding in nature. In some ways this was actually gentle, or at least during the onset of the experience it was.
Around fifteen minutes into the experiment, the effects seemed well developed and I decided to take my balloon of nitrous oxide. As usual, the effects were overwhelming. I can only describe the place I traveled to as ‘serene’. There was complete silence as the universe and I became one. My ego ceased to exist and I became one with everything…True bliss and universal harmony. This lasted around 3 minutes, though I had no perception of time as this event occurred. It was on the return that things got a little weird.
As soon as I became aware of my body again, I noted a ‘strangeness’ in the air. I couldn’t quite place my finger on what it was that was so weird, but there was a certain foreboding feeling in the air. Almost as though I was no longer alone. I decided to gather my things and make my way inside. The walk down to my room was a little difficult. My motor control was a little ‘off’, and I seemed to sway as I walked. The visuals had also grown quite intense, and it was actually a little difficult to see clearly over the intense trails and colors that filled my perceptual field.
I put on Donovan’s Please Don’t Bend, which is a very beautiful acoustic ballad that has a biting edge to it. Very intense song. What happened next is beyond my ability to describe rationally. It is definitely the sort of event that is completely unbelievable unless you experience it first-hand. As soon as I sat down on my couch there was this creature/entity there with me. It sat directly behind me in the couch and started to massage my scalp. Needles to say, I was petrified with fear and did not attempt to intervene or stop it. I just sat there and let it do what it wanted to do. I am not in a position to say any of this was a figment of my mind. Not only could I clearly detect the presence of someone or something there with me, but I could also feel these hands in my hair, and my hair was also visibly moving. There was certainly no wind or breeze in my bedroom moving my hair in the fashion it was.
The entity event seemed to end as soon as it began. This occurrence was over by the time the song had ended. The experience of having my scalp rubbed by some entity left me rather unnerved, and I spent the remainder of the trip attempting to put the pieces back together and figure out what happened. For the next hour or so, I rode out the raves of fear and uncertainty that I was feeling; knowing the effects of the DPT would soon wane. Though I never reached a state of panic, it was not a comfortable trip after this event. I did not expect to have entity contact from a mere thirty milligrams of DPT and I suppose I was still in a bit of shock from the whole thing. By the third hour, I was mostly down. Only my body was still buzzing.
A few days later, I visited my local ‘wise lady’, who is a Native American, and she seemed to know exactly what it was.
“It’s a shadow person”, she said.
“That’s what they do, among other things. Massage the scalp. They mean you no harm.”
She was really convinced that’s what it was, and said my description of what happened fitted the bill completely. So I guess that is what it was. And with that I am satisfied. That trip will have to go down in the books as one of the strangest events I have experienced. I have had entity contact from smoked DMT, but nothing like this. Not direct physical contact. I also believe that the DPT may have been a catalyst in this event, but it was not the cause. Though I cannot even begin to decipher the meaning of it all, I am convinced it meant something and hopefully in the future this mystery will reveal itself to me.
[ 29 December 2002: Message edited by: morninggloryseed ]
