PapaElijah
Bluelighter
160 mg of DPT HCl, insufflated
(btw, for all those who doubt, words cannot describe how harsh DPT is on your nose)
Nearly a year ago I had tried around 70 mg of DPT insufflated with a friend and became acquainted with the body load but got no interesting psychological effects. So after doing my reading I finally procured some of my own and set to it, at the end of my first week of classes.
So it began in my room, alone. About 5 minutes after snorting it (awful stuff really) I started to feel a little jittery and some of the body load coming on (the vibrations). I sat down and shot a couple of instant messages to my friend on the East Coast, then I sat up on my bed.
Anyway, about t+20 min or so into it the tryptamine energy in my body gave way to full blown DPT experience (at least what it was for me). Definitely not there one moment, there the next. Nausea was very evident at points, partly I think due to dosing too soon after dinner, partly to anxiety, partly due to tryptamine itself. Good God, I was unprepared for the intensity of it (DPT). I'm not sure if anyone could be prepared for it. Once I calmed down a little bit, I learned to ride the waves a bit (but only a bit!).
The feeling was a great tightening of the cosmic knot... but only every method of untying it is in someway unsatisfying. There is no perfect way to untie the knot, and it frustrates my mind to no end! It's experiencing the great cosmic woman on the way to tremendous orgasm, only to have the partner cum prematurely. So my meditations went on far what seemed like hours (but were only minutes), trying to find resolution, the way to release this energy in a perfect, harmonious way. But alas. I merely come back down this level.
Vibrations seem to capture the feeling very well. At the peak, I was definitely at a very high vibrational state (I could feel my entire consciousness shaking, even my teeth were chattering, though I certainly was not cold). A couple of times I was vibrating so fast I thought my heart was going to give out (I don't know why this thought crept into my head, considering it's a rumor about DXM trips, not DPT trips...) There was a beautiful feeling, ceasing to vibrate for a moment... Only to come back to the harsh ultra-vibrating reality that I actually occupied. I was aware of all this tension in me body as a vibration, an overly high vibrational state. And I had to somehow release this tension into an object of some sort. I had thoughts of driving it into the earth even, but I was inside, out of contact with the raw earth, and I had no such release. Negative tension, it was. Encase it in an object, a thought, to just rid of the vibrations for a moment, to feel that unmoving bliss. Like being on the verge of orgasm. Everything on the verge. I saw the present time as an emerging, exciting culmination of all history (this part is difficult to describe).
The soundscape on DPT was out of control. I now know that it had started raining without my knowledge, but I was seriously enamored by the consistently timed yet always different drip of some gutter-spout near my window. I even checked under my computer desk to see if my computer had somehow started to play some sort of tripped out ambient music. As far as the music I did play, Hendrix probably felt the most right for the situation. The tones are more serious. A little Phish happened to come up once, but I felt they were taking this situation far too lightly, so I skipped them.
There was a distinct negative image recurring in the trip... I'm not sure how to describe this element. Basically the trivializing aspect of my consciousness, that felt everything was somehow inconsequential, frowned upon, basically unenlightening. And I had this feeling manifest in my mind, it competed with all the other, more “productive” thoughts I was entertaining, and was quite irritating. It was like a constant downer, my mental “party-pooper” aspect, so to speak.
The drug has teeth though, as they say. After the initial come up, a couple of periods of near dissolution (mists in the air in my room, the walls rippling, my mind rippling), difficulty in reading and moving, slightly propped up on my bed was the best way to go. This wasn't bad per se, certainly not like some of the more "ignorant" paranoia I've had on mushrooms or LSD, but it was fear coupled with respect. I had never been taken on a trip like this, and I knew I had taken it too lightly beforehand. Too little mental preparation, too little respect for the things that my mind could show me. After a certain point, you just have to hold on to the ride and stop trying to run the ride.
The peak experience was pretty much over by about T+1.5 hours, after which I began to type up some of things in this report. I do wonder whether a gentler method of administration could reduce the abruptness of it all, possibly have a lesser body load. I felt kind of disposed at moments to leave my body but the body load was so intense that this was impossible. However, the body load was definitely part of the trip in some sense. I suppose it would be interesting to experience both sides.
I'd be interested to know if others have experienced this sense of vibration, and what sort of experiences they had with it. Also, if anyone has anymore concrete comments on their soundscape, I'd be very interested to hear. I more or less pieced this together thematically at around T+2 hours, so I'm sorry if the chronology is hard to follow or non-existent.
(btw, for all those who doubt, words cannot describe how harsh DPT is on your nose)
Nearly a year ago I had tried around 70 mg of DPT insufflated with a friend and became acquainted with the body load but got no interesting psychological effects. So after doing my reading I finally procured some of my own and set to it, at the end of my first week of classes.
So it began in my room, alone. About 5 minutes after snorting it (awful stuff really) I started to feel a little jittery and some of the body load coming on (the vibrations). I sat down and shot a couple of instant messages to my friend on the East Coast, then I sat up on my bed.
Anyway, about t+20 min or so into it the tryptamine energy in my body gave way to full blown DPT experience (at least what it was for me). Definitely not there one moment, there the next. Nausea was very evident at points, partly I think due to dosing too soon after dinner, partly to anxiety, partly due to tryptamine itself. Good God, I was unprepared for the intensity of it (DPT). I'm not sure if anyone could be prepared for it. Once I calmed down a little bit, I learned to ride the waves a bit (but only a bit!).
The feeling was a great tightening of the cosmic knot... but only every method of untying it is in someway unsatisfying. There is no perfect way to untie the knot, and it frustrates my mind to no end! It's experiencing the great cosmic woman on the way to tremendous orgasm, only to have the partner cum prematurely. So my meditations went on far what seemed like hours (but were only minutes), trying to find resolution, the way to release this energy in a perfect, harmonious way. But alas. I merely come back down this level.
Vibrations seem to capture the feeling very well. At the peak, I was definitely at a very high vibrational state (I could feel my entire consciousness shaking, even my teeth were chattering, though I certainly was not cold). A couple of times I was vibrating so fast I thought my heart was going to give out (I don't know why this thought crept into my head, considering it's a rumor about DXM trips, not DPT trips...) There was a beautiful feeling, ceasing to vibrate for a moment... Only to come back to the harsh ultra-vibrating reality that I actually occupied. I was aware of all this tension in me body as a vibration, an overly high vibrational state. And I had to somehow release this tension into an object of some sort. I had thoughts of driving it into the earth even, but I was inside, out of contact with the raw earth, and I had no such release. Negative tension, it was. Encase it in an object, a thought, to just rid of the vibrations for a moment, to feel that unmoving bliss. Like being on the verge of orgasm. Everything on the verge. I saw the present time as an emerging, exciting culmination of all history (this part is difficult to describe).
The soundscape on DPT was out of control. I now know that it had started raining without my knowledge, but I was seriously enamored by the consistently timed yet always different drip of some gutter-spout near my window. I even checked under my computer desk to see if my computer had somehow started to play some sort of tripped out ambient music. As far as the music I did play, Hendrix probably felt the most right for the situation. The tones are more serious. A little Phish happened to come up once, but I felt they were taking this situation far too lightly, so I skipped them.
There was a distinct negative image recurring in the trip... I'm not sure how to describe this element. Basically the trivializing aspect of my consciousness, that felt everything was somehow inconsequential, frowned upon, basically unenlightening. And I had this feeling manifest in my mind, it competed with all the other, more “productive” thoughts I was entertaining, and was quite irritating. It was like a constant downer, my mental “party-pooper” aspect, so to speak.
The drug has teeth though, as they say. After the initial come up, a couple of periods of near dissolution (mists in the air in my room, the walls rippling, my mind rippling), difficulty in reading and moving, slightly propped up on my bed was the best way to go. This wasn't bad per se, certainly not like some of the more "ignorant" paranoia I've had on mushrooms or LSD, but it was fear coupled with respect. I had never been taken on a trip like this, and I knew I had taken it too lightly beforehand. Too little mental preparation, too little respect for the things that my mind could show me. After a certain point, you just have to hold on to the ride and stop trying to run the ride.
The peak experience was pretty much over by about T+1.5 hours, after which I began to type up some of things in this report. I do wonder whether a gentler method of administration could reduce the abruptness of it all, possibly have a lesser body load. I felt kind of disposed at moments to leave my body but the body load was so intense that this was impossible. However, the body load was definitely part of the trip in some sense. I suppose it would be interesting to experience both sides.
I'd be interested to know if others have experienced this sense of vibration, and what sort of experiences they had with it. Also, if anyone has anymore concrete comments on their soundscape, I'd be very interested to hear. I more or less pieced this together thematically at around T+2 hours, so I'm sorry if the chronology is hard to follow or non-existent.
