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I have been struggling w/some issues for a long time, i won't go into them all here, you can check my user history if you want - point is, things in my brain/body have been pretty effed. only ones of note here are - ketamine bladder damage, stomach parasites and gaba/opioid withdrawals. A friend of mine who I had referred for an iboga treatment in costa rica returned after a few months of participating in sessions. He described kambo and one thing stood out to me "as potent for the body as ibogaine is for the mind". Initially I thought there would not be any for me, but someone else dropped out, so he proposed to give the last dose to me. I wasn't planning this experience - but as soon as he suggested it, I realized that I had a variety of ailments that kambo is indicated for. He also seemed to think it would be good for opiate/benzo withdrawal(not so much).
The morning came, I downed the requisite 2 liters of water, no food had been consumed since the previous night. He asked me how many burns I wanted, he said 5 minimum, 9 max. I chose 7. Retrospectively, I could have done 9, but 7 was probably best to start. I am well experienced w/all manner of psychs/stims/downers/dissoc etc. and have had some out there accidents, including an 80mg 2cb injection that I think nearly caused a stroke and precipitated withdrawal. Not trying to dick size, just saying I am versed in the realms of intensity of experience. I was ready. We pulled the bathroom rugs and said "fuck it, let's do it here" wanting to avoid the expected mess on any absorbent surface.
We light some palo santo, and I think maybe he has another stick to burn me. The burns are applied. I am extremely pain tolerant, no problem here. He applies the first "test dot". a small booger of kambo material onto the lowest burn in the line. I can notice a faint hint of something beginning. two minutes later, I'm not dead so we decide to go for it. Six more dots are laid. 30 seconds later begins a pretty harrowing experience. The first effects almost feel like IV cocaine coming on, just that "oh shit" feeling with bp/pulse doing crazy shit. Next a flush like 1000x niacin. My hands start to shake like they're on a jackhammer. "Is this normal?" I ask, starting to swoon. "Yes". The experience continues to intensify - the feeling so fast and crazy it blots out everything, the nausea and churning begins, I hug the toilet. "Am I going to die?" I ask. Genuine question. The nausea has reached levels = that of precip withdrawal, yet lacks any of the emotional component which makes it INFINITELY more bearable. "No" replies my friend. For the next 20 minutes I alternate chanting "Oh god, jesus help me" which is pretty funny, as i'm an avowed anti-theist, just couldn't help it. complete physical breakdown. I start to purge.
Crazy purging. Biles of different types and colors w/each purge - shit im sure you only see normally if you slice an organ in half. Note there is no visual, trippy component. I puked green, yellow, black. Also, finally, I puked up a several ounce mass that looked remarkably like a bright yellow kombucha mother. I realized it had been living in my stomach moments ago, probably for years (10+ years searing stomach pain culminating in ulcers - probably from being a punk kid and eating trash). I crawled, on my hands and knees to my room and laid down. 20 minutes later I was just fine. Rest of the day, great, slept well (took some benzos). So, that went well, aftereffects -
I was kindof led to believe it would help opiate/benzo withdrawal and so didnt check my doses. I've been dealing w/light benzo wd since (there was a few weeks of benzo abuse) and am paying for it now. Also, the dermorphin component seemed to set back my opioid taper somewhat, although it was also relieving for several days. I would probably steer clear for these purposes. But the physical... o man. The next day I could walk on my foot better than the last 2 years. I have successfully slept through nights 8 hours without getting up to urinate (my biggest problem lately), and my stomach feels better than it has in years. I was also pretty manic for the few days after, but there was booze and benzos involved so who knows the culprit there. The relief from the ketamine damage was surprising, points to some pretty intense anti-inflammatory properties. The most amazing part is my stomach, I genuinely thought people just lived with searing stomach pain all the time. heliobacteria can fuck right off.
So tl;dr did unplanned frog venom, puked guts up spectacularly, lived through it, killed parasites, relieved inflammation of bladder (i may do this once a month if the effects persist a while)
10/10 will focus and at least choose a fun diety than jesus to grovel to next time
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_kambo
explevel_experienced
exptype_positive
exptype_lifechanging
roacode_transdermal
The morning came, I downed the requisite 2 liters of water, no food had been consumed since the previous night. He asked me how many burns I wanted, he said 5 minimum, 9 max. I chose 7. Retrospectively, I could have done 9, but 7 was probably best to start. I am well experienced w/all manner of psychs/stims/downers/dissoc etc. and have had some out there accidents, including an 80mg 2cb injection that I think nearly caused a stroke and precipitated withdrawal. Not trying to dick size, just saying I am versed in the realms of intensity of experience. I was ready. We pulled the bathroom rugs and said "fuck it, let's do it here" wanting to avoid the expected mess on any absorbent surface.
We light some palo santo, and I think maybe he has another stick to burn me. The burns are applied. I am extremely pain tolerant, no problem here. He applies the first "test dot". a small booger of kambo material onto the lowest burn in the line. I can notice a faint hint of something beginning. two minutes later, I'm not dead so we decide to go for it. Six more dots are laid. 30 seconds later begins a pretty harrowing experience. The first effects almost feel like IV cocaine coming on, just that "oh shit" feeling with bp/pulse doing crazy shit. Next a flush like 1000x niacin. My hands start to shake like they're on a jackhammer. "Is this normal?" I ask, starting to swoon. "Yes". The experience continues to intensify - the feeling so fast and crazy it blots out everything, the nausea and churning begins, I hug the toilet. "Am I going to die?" I ask. Genuine question. The nausea has reached levels = that of precip withdrawal, yet lacks any of the emotional component which makes it INFINITELY more bearable. "No" replies my friend. For the next 20 minutes I alternate chanting "Oh god, jesus help me" which is pretty funny, as i'm an avowed anti-theist, just couldn't help it. complete physical breakdown. I start to purge.
Crazy purging. Biles of different types and colors w/each purge - shit im sure you only see normally if you slice an organ in half. Note there is no visual, trippy component. I puked green, yellow, black. Also, finally, I puked up a several ounce mass that looked remarkably like a bright yellow kombucha mother. I realized it had been living in my stomach moments ago, probably for years (10+ years searing stomach pain culminating in ulcers - probably from being a punk kid and eating trash). I crawled, on my hands and knees to my room and laid down. 20 minutes later I was just fine. Rest of the day, great, slept well (took some benzos). So, that went well, aftereffects -
I was kindof led to believe it would help opiate/benzo withdrawal and so didnt check my doses. I've been dealing w/light benzo wd since (there was a few weeks of benzo abuse) and am paying for it now. Also, the dermorphin component seemed to set back my opioid taper somewhat, although it was also relieving for several days. I would probably steer clear for these purposes. But the physical... o man. The next day I could walk on my foot better than the last 2 years. I have successfully slept through nights 8 hours without getting up to urinate (my biggest problem lately), and my stomach feels better than it has in years. I was also pretty manic for the few days after, but there was booze and benzos involved so who knows the culprit there. The relief from the ketamine damage was surprising, points to some pretty intense anti-inflammatory properties. The most amazing part is my stomach, I genuinely thought people just lived with searing stomach pain all the time. heliobacteria can fuck right off.
So tl;dr did unplanned frog venom, puked guts up spectacularly, lived through it, killed parasites, relieved inflammation of bladder (i may do this once a month if the effects persist a while)
10/10 will focus and at least choose a fun diety than jesus to grovel to next time
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_kambo
explevel_experienced
exptype_positive
exptype_lifechanging
roacode_transdermal
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