DXM - 6mg/kg [2nd/3rd plateau] - Opening up to New Horizons
This was probably the most profound 2nd/3rd plateau DXM trips of my life. I've had many DXM trips in the past, but this was the trip which brought everything together - the oh-so-important cherry on top of a sundae.
I've decided to share the experience. What sucks about my experiences with DXM is that - even though it's relatively easy to recollect what I've learned from the experiences - it's somewhat difficult to recall what exactly I hallucinated.
I drank the syrup, which contained both DXM and guaifenesin. I smoked a cigarette right after downing the substance in order to rid my mouth of the taste that I've grown an absolute disgust for.
I'd thrown up a number of times because of this drug (or maybe it's because of the guaifenesin which I'm too lazy to separate from the solution), so as usual I headed straight to the bathroom in case I'd have to puke. In most cases of my rides with DXM, right after drinking the syrup I experience 5 minutes of being "OK", then 5 minutes of stomach pains/nausea. I took a shower while I was in there and didn't experience any pains or nausea, thus I figured it would be an enjoyable trip.
Got back to my room, and started my long playlist of Hendrix, Pink Floyd, and Led Zeppelin. Not too long afterward the effects began to kick in and I just laid in my bed, slowly drifting off into other realms.
I found myself in the ocean. The concepts of life, meaning, origin, and the future just kept on circling around me. Not a moment later I entered a whirlpool and was forced to 'swim' with it no matter where I headed. It was a short ride because I was soon guided by what appeared to be an underwater surfer. He tore the the whirlpool in half and showed me the source of everything in the universe.
I was no longer underwater. Now I was in outer space, staring straight into a blackhole.
I opened my eyes for a while and tried to process what just happened. I am not that experienced with psychedelics, but from what experience I have (marijuana and DXM), I've gathered that psychedelics don't give you the answers to questions or keys to the locked doors in the galaxy. They only shed some light so that we can see things for ourselves and interpret what we see in any way we want to. My understanding of the blackhole was that, yes, almost everything is created by something higher, but the ultimate source of all that exists is... nothing; even a god couldn't have created itself from nothing.
I was forced deeper into the trip. Time slackened its pace while everything else began to animate, and every second was about gaining new insight. I merged with the music, closed my eyes again and noticed that everything in the strange abyss I found myself in was shimmering and vibrating. But at the back of my head I could hear something telling me that everything was going to be alright - that I had nothing to worry about. I let go and was able to flow through the living and non-living.
I traveled to as many places as I could: the amazon, beneath the sea, to outer space, to the core of the earth, to the soul of the music. But despite the vast areas and complex systems I was introduced to, I realized that in the end I'll still only be a simple human. There may me more to life than what I know, but what would it matter if I wasn't aware of the higher powers' politics? It's simply pointless to waste time trying to figure everything out and question even the things that are invisible and intangible. I've always come up with the most outrageous things in order to satisfy myself. But items can be burned, what matters is the essence. I'll never cease to take pleasure in the simple things I've been offered. Keep on picking on things and your heart will eventually die.
I'll try to be at peace by loving what I have.
This was probably the most profound 2nd/3rd plateau DXM trips of my life. I've had many DXM trips in the past, but this was the trip which brought everything together - the oh-so-important cherry on top of a sundae.
I've decided to share the experience. What sucks about my experiences with DXM is that - even though it's relatively easy to recollect what I've learned from the experiences - it's somewhat difficult to recall what exactly I hallucinated.
I drank the syrup, which contained both DXM and guaifenesin. I smoked a cigarette right after downing the substance in order to rid my mouth of the taste that I've grown an absolute disgust for.
I'd thrown up a number of times because of this drug (or maybe it's because of the guaifenesin which I'm too lazy to separate from the solution), so as usual I headed straight to the bathroom in case I'd have to puke. In most cases of my rides with DXM, right after drinking the syrup I experience 5 minutes of being "OK", then 5 minutes of stomach pains/nausea. I took a shower while I was in there and didn't experience any pains or nausea, thus I figured it would be an enjoyable trip.
Got back to my room, and started my long playlist of Hendrix, Pink Floyd, and Led Zeppelin. Not too long afterward the effects began to kick in and I just laid in my bed, slowly drifting off into other realms.
I found myself in the ocean. The concepts of life, meaning, origin, and the future just kept on circling around me. Not a moment later I entered a whirlpool and was forced to 'swim' with it no matter where I headed. It was a short ride because I was soon guided by what appeared to be an underwater surfer. He tore the the whirlpool in half and showed me the source of everything in the universe.
I was no longer underwater. Now I was in outer space, staring straight into a blackhole.
I opened my eyes for a while and tried to process what just happened. I am not that experienced with psychedelics, but from what experience I have (marijuana and DXM), I've gathered that psychedelics don't give you the answers to questions or keys to the locked doors in the galaxy. They only shed some light so that we can see things for ourselves and interpret what we see in any way we want to. My understanding of the blackhole was that, yes, almost everything is created by something higher, but the ultimate source of all that exists is... nothing; even a god couldn't have created itself from nothing.
I was forced deeper into the trip. Time slackened its pace while everything else began to animate, and every second was about gaining new insight. I merged with the music, closed my eyes again and noticed that everything in the strange abyss I found myself in was shimmering and vibrating. But at the back of my head I could hear something telling me that everything was going to be alright - that I had nothing to worry about. I let go and was able to flow through the living and non-living.
I traveled to as many places as I could: the amazon, beneath the sea, to outer space, to the core of the earth, to the soul of the music. But despite the vast areas and complex systems I was introduced to, I realized that in the end I'll still only be a simple human. There may me more to life than what I know, but what would it matter if I wasn't aware of the higher powers' politics? It's simply pointless to waste time trying to figure everything out and question even the things that are invisible and intangible. I've always come up with the most outrageous things in order to satisfy myself. But items can be burned, what matters is the essence. I'll never cease to take pleasure in the simple things I've been offered. Keep on picking on things and your heart will eventually die.
I'll try to be at peace by loving what I have.
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