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Tryptamines The Big & Dandy DMT Thread - The 6th Recursion

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I've done lsd hundreds of times, 2c-b 28mg once, shrooms a dozen times. I'm not sure I would consider myself experienced though, I dunno. I don't really do much, but I dont recall ever feeling like I couldnt handle a trip or anything.

Nothing can prepare the average human mind for the experience of 60mg smoked DMT or 10mg smoked 5-MeO-DMT. The best approach is to have 100% faith in DMT, faith that it is safe and given the kiss of approval by God. Once one has the faith in DMT or 5-MeO-DMT, one can surrender to the experience because they know that once 10 minutes has passed, they will be baseline again. Once this is fully realized, one can simply allow the DMT or 5-MeO-DMT to do its thing letting the messengers transmit their information to you....or the universe and 'you' to become one
 
At a certain point of the trip, you may get the sensation that you're dying or are about to do die. And this might feel more real than anything you've ever experienced before. But you won't. Trust me. Remember: nobody has ever died from smoking DMT before, NOBODY. So when the time comes, when everything you've known and loved feels like it is ripping apart at the seams, let "death" come and take you away. Just lay down -- surrender to it entirely. Trust it. It will not harm you. And afterwards, you will know what it feels like to be reborn.

I still havent found time to try DMT, I have had 50mg for a few months now. Maybe one of these upcoming summer nights.
 
just make sure you have enough herbs on the bottom so the dmt will melt into it.

*Palmface*

..... Your supposed to put the herbs ontop to stop the flame touching it.

and yeah xammy that description is spot on for a breakthrough
 
If you have an old clear-glass waterpipe that has a 90 degree direct-inject stemless style arm you can place the DMT in the elbow of the arm and melt > dry > vape it right off the glass with a torch on the outside. I have an old inline that I use this for and it works perfectly, breakthrough consistently.

What I do is place the DMT in this arm and then heat it until it MELTS and sticks to the arm as that delicious oiliness. I let it dry for a few minutes and then I take the torch to it and vape it off while controlling the air intake and pressure with my hand (where you'd normally put the slide)

I've been using this method ever since I got fed up with ash beds, weed sandwiches and all that hullabaloo. It's nice to actually be able to see how the DMT is behaving so you can adjust your heat level and vape rate accordingly. I can post a few photos of what I mean but I think anyone with a piece that has this type of structure knows just what I'm talking about.
 
Nothing can prepare the average human mind for the experience of 60mg smoked DMT or 10mg smoked 5-MeO-DMT. The best approach is to have 100% faith in DMT, faith that it is safe and given the kiss of approval by God. Once one has the faith in DMT or 5-MeO-DMT, one can surrender to the experience because they know that once 10 minutes has passed, they will be baseline again. Once this is fully realized, one can simply allow the DMT or 5-MeO-DMT to do its thing letting the messengers transmit their information to you....or the universe and 'you' to become one

It just felt exactly like duster. Like my lips, full body, everything was literally buzzing. If I want that I'll just take a big whip of duster next time I do acid.

The 2 liter coke bottle method was great though. Didn't have to buy some fucking crack or meth pipe from the corner store. I literally did like, not even 10mg probably, just like the tiniest dip into the bag from a knife. There's probably at least another 150mg left.
 
phenethylo_J said:
just make sure you have enough herbs on the bottom so the dmt will melt into it.

*Palmface*


..... Your supposed to put the herbs ontop to stop the flame touching it.


Some people will use meth pipes/oil burners put I prefer using it in my one hitter sandwiched between some mint leaf and/or basil. Any cheap weed pipe will do just make sure you have enough herbs on the bottom so the dmt will melt into it. Hover the flame above the bowl but don't touch it to the material then take 2-3 hits and hold it in as long as possible.
Got to love how you only partially quoted me for your response to make it seem like I was saying something different. You do know what the word sandwiched means right? If not it means to put in between the herb. You need it on the top and bottom otherwise it will just drip down through the hole in the pipe once you start smoking it.
 
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10mg, what a waste of time. 50mg+

I love low doses like 10mg, one time I was outsode on a summer day and smoked 10mg, and all the sounds from the world I could hear I could suddenly hear were part of this immensely complex rhythm that I kept realizing was more and more complex.
 
Got to love how you only partially quoted me for your response to make it seem like I was saying something different. You do know what the word sandwiched means right? If not it means to put in between the herb. You need it on the top and bottom otherwise it will just drip down through the hole in the pipe once you start smoking it.

Oops sorry, miss read
 
why would you do more than 10mg of dmt (unless you're smoking it wrong). Felt like duster, my ass was laid out and had that buzzy feeling just like you get from duster where your body is just buzzzzzing. Literally felt like I was buzzing. Awful stuff.
 
^ Those effects and your dosage sound more like 5-meo-dmt to me which feels nothing like nn-dmt.
 
It just felt exactly like duster. Like my lips, full body, everything was literally buzzing. If I want that I'll just take a big whip of duster next time I do acid.

The 2 liter coke bottle method was great though. Didn't have to buy some fucking crack or meth pipe from the corner store. I literally did like, not even 10mg probably, just like the tiniest dip into the bag from a knife. There's probably at least another 150mg left.

Rhetorical question but why is it when I share 5-MeO-DMT with people, they almost always come out kissing the ground, thanking the Universe for existence? Clearly something is going on here, the drug is doing more than duster.

One of my favorite 'initiations' resulted in this trip report.

When my apostle gave me some research and personal experience papers on oneness, I did not know what to make of it. I am 47 with some major health problems. I was born with a birth defect called AVM. That is a vessel defect in the brain. It looked like a bowl of spegetti in the side of my brain that houses vision, memory, speech, and motor skills for the right side of my body. I had a stroke when I was 27. One of the weak vessels in the bowl broke. I had a major bleed in my brain. I had to relearn a lot of skills like reading and writing. I never developed the large dictionary I carried in my brain before the stroke, so my speech and spelling are at a low level. So please forgive my writing skills and expression. I had brain surgery to remove the AVM after having a grand mall seizure, so I am on Dilantin. I am also a cancer patient. I lost both breasts and went through chemo. I now have silicone implants and am still on Tomoxiphin. I was worried that with all the meds I am on it would have ill effects. I do smoke my share of pot, but really did not do a whole lot of wild drugs as a youth. I was abused physically and mentally as a child. More mental stuff as an adult. The only thing that kept me sane was the control I have over my brain. I could do out of body since very young. I was shocked when I learned others did not have or develop this skill. I have always been close to the Great Spirit as my father and grandfather taught me. Oneness with nature has always been my escape. I also have an extreme oneness with animals, perhaps since they were my only close friends as a child.

My apostle came to my house and helped to set up a very homey and relaxing environment. My daughter was in attendance but was visibly scared for me. She has seen me go through a lot of stuff, and her fear was tangible in the room. I chose to listen to Douglas Spotted Eagle, one of my favorite native artists. Candles glowed in the room, and my dog was close to me. I did it in the PM. I had had nothing to eat since the day before. My apostle said kind weed and a coke was definitely in order. I smoked about 4 bowls of top-notch fruity kind weed and a coke with ice. My apostle then measured very carefully an amount of white crystal powder and loaded it in a glass tubular pipe. He heated the contents and I quickly sucked it in. I personally did not care for the taste, but the effects were immediate.

The initial force of being thrust out of body was much more intense than I am used to. I am used to being in control, but at that moment I so was not. I have experienced death 3 times before, so I knew that was the way I was headed. The tunnel was like being on an out of control roller costar with the lights on after dark. The lights go by so fast, it took me a second to realize they were stars. I also felt I was passing expired beings from my home, earth, which seemed asleep in the void of the universe. I could feel their energy, but they seemed just to be snoozing, as if waiting for something in the universe to hit a certain point. When the moment was right, to wake up and something will happen right then. It seemed a lot longer journey than I am used to. My apostle told me to remember to breathe and just let it happen before I took the journey, and Douglas Spotted Eagle was playing Breathe at just the right moments. I was taking long big breaths while riding that out of control roller coaster with the stars going by oh so quickly when all of a sudden I was there. I met Great Spirit, I was in the energy of his presence. For the first time in my life I felt real love. It was so intense all I could say at that point of my journey was thank-you. Great Spirit's light, or energy reminded me somewhat of a strobe light, my brain felt as if it was shorting at His pulse, like little pokes you get when you rub your shoes on carpet and touch a contact. During the blinking I knew I had one foot on mother earth and the other in the vastness of the loving universe. The love was so intense I could clearly see why someone would not want to leave His presence.

All the things on mother earth seemed distorted somehow, but mother earth herself was entirely beautiful, stable, real, and unchanged by our ways. Mother will not miss us when we are gone!!!! Her beautiful blues, greens, and whites will last far longer than us. His color was a blinding pure white inside with a surrounding purple, like the colors you see when you put your hand on one of those glass balls with lightning in it, and it goes to your hand. I felt as one with all the universal energy. As if plugged in. As if I was an electrical cord plugged in with all the universal energy. For the first time I felt a part instead of feeling totally alone, apart, separate.

For most of my life I have felt obligated to allow others to experience their sick motivations, a whipping boy, so to speak. This experience brought me to realize that my obligations to others in my life who are not helping me be my healthy and best self, whoever they may be, are over. At this part of my life, I am now going to do the things that make me happy, healthy and better as a human being instead of doing the things that other unenlightened people think are best for me or they think I have some obligation to. Guilt was always used as a weapon, and while I was there I realized that most of what I was forced to feel so guilty for was not that big a deal!!!! All the abuse somehow was reversed at that moment on my attackers. Their much-needed approval that I sought all my life was no longer needed. I have no desire to be like them, think like them, or look like them. I no longer feel I have to hide my native ways. I am not ashamed to say I have part native blood, and my cord to native ways is now fully attached. My cord to my very white mother and sister is no longer attached in any way.

For the first time in my life I feel free, happy, confidant, and yes, very loved. Not by the family who needs me to be the failure to make themselves look better, or feel above me, like I have always been the family idiot. But universal love. The kind that is unconditional. I am loved by Great Spirit always, no matter what mistakes I have made or will make. I am a human being. I am here to experience all matter of things, for I feel I am here to learn, experience, and grow. All this came as a flash. Being plugged into the universe is unplugging the TV and looking around at what is. The illusion of being taught to have an 'I' problem since youth is broken on this trip. We are not a singular being but a part of the whole. Thinking of yourself first above all other things is the biggest illusion of all time. Know that we, all of us, are a part of the whole. Not separate. Not alone. EVER! When the blinking slowed, I was zapped back to earth, but not in my living room. I was in the dessert or the plains, I don't know which. I was with my people. Ancient ones. They were glad to see me. We were dancing and singing. The sun was either rising or setting, I don't know which. The colors on mother earth were unbelievable. The drum was really loud and beat with rhythm and sureness. Then I realized it was my heart. It still beats with the ancient rhythm.

My daughter was freaked out by my behavior while I was on the intense part. After I started to come back I saw her for what she really is. She is all fear! Her poor little spirit is still locked on the illusion of self-importance. She looked all slumped over with the weight of all the illusions that is typical of earth. She has no idea how beautiful her spirit is, or how powerful she could be if she plugged in. Fear has such a hold on her. But she really knows how much I love her. She does not think I am a crackpot. She is one of the few people who knows who I really am. She knows I have unconditional love for her and she for me. I can't ask for more than that. The trip right now would not be for her. Most human beings (and I use that word lightly) are not ready to meet their true selves or their maker. I could see how if I struggled against the roller coaster ride it could have not gone as well. I attribute my fearlessness to the fact that I forced myself to overcome it when I was faced with death alone. My family turned their backs on me during chemo. I became a true human being at that point. I found my energy when I traveled out of body to plug in to the universe. Even though I had not really felt love given to me before, I could surly give it and make the person it was directed at to feel my love.

This experience taught me what love feels like. All the blockages I must have had through my being were suddenly gone. I now can hear my energy level and feel a flow of energy through me. Both through the top of my head down to my feet, and from side to side through my hands. I also find the dogs come to me to release bad energy from their bodies. It feels like static balls affixed to their aura. When I pet them the static balls stick to my hands and arms until I shake them off into the ground. The cats will stop me and want to have me hold them. They like to sleep with me in the room they are in. I now have a train whenever I go in the house. Dogs by their pecking order, then cats. I have also noticed they come to me when they do not feel well and my attempts to 'love it away' seem to work. I can almost read their every thought. I also can now see right through people. If intentions are good, I continue to let universal flow to continue. If intentions are bad, I block the flow.

Most people at that point will walk away, or correct themselves of a misdeed or lie. If a person has done something ill to me they usually do not like to be around me. I also have found that people who are members of a certain religion have formed an intense hatred for me. They do not like to get in or around my aura. They have me under a microscope most of the time. If I do anything out of the accepted behavior of their religion I am turned into Satan himself. Gossip and cruelty have no bounds at that point. Their behavior is like little kids in school. I feel bad because there is absolutely no growth in their lives. I vibrate at a different level now. I do not seem to be at my abusers level anymore-it has broken their hold on my soul. My new level seems to annoy some people--some people really like it. But I find I enjoy my daughters and my company the most. I also know I have to get away from the city. I need to be in a more natural environment to grow now. The city is a volcano of negative energy.

If you intend to do this drug, I think there should be a few things understood by the individual. Where your mind thinks you will go, you will go. If you think you are a bad person and you will go to hell, that is where you will go. If you know yourself and how the universe works your experience will be as positive as mine. I now look at life before oneness and after oneness. This was a life changing experience. Think very hard before doing this drug. I know seeing what you really are can be very scary. Out of body can also be very scary. My apostle came to me at just the right time in my life. I hope yours comes for you at just the right time. I inwardly knew that the time was right for me. If you have apprehension the time is probably wrong. But if you don't, welcome to the universe!!

https://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=14482

My most recent initiation was the gentlman who wrote this report...

5/11/13
Material: 5-MeO-DMT
Dosage: 10mg (vaporized)

Preface: It was everything I could have hoped it could be, and nothing I could have ever expected.

Introduction:

My soul had been growing ever more restless as my life was beginning to pull back together. The universe has ways of letting you know you are on the right track; whether it’s little bits thrown at you, clever remarks thrown your way from random donors, or that weird comfortable familiar feeling that you are meant to be here, in this exact space, at this exact moment in time. Whatever it may be, I was certainly getting my taste of the universe’s interest of my being.

A good friend of mine, who I will refer to as Pete, told me one day that he knew someone interested in meeting me. He had told me previously that this friend was very much into rare and exotic psychedelics, and I was very excited. I had numerous mushroom and LSD trips under my belt, however neither of those wonderful substances could ever satisfy my hunger for the whatever it was I was seeking. They only seemed to prepare me for the journey I did not realize I would soon take.

At this point in my life, I was beginning to bloom. I had left my darkened, depressed stage behind, and for the most part, have been turning into more and more of a hippy every day. I had recently decided upon joining a homesteading community, a commune if you will, and would be throwing myself firmly into life in just a month or two. Being raised in a mainly conservative household, this was a huge step for me, but it felt right.

So back to it, yes, of course I wanted to meet this mystery man and his magic shaving kit. Pete and I eventually make it to meet this mystery man, 'Shaman' as he shall be called from this point (symbolic purposes only), and we met at his home where he was relaxing with his friend, Buddy. Shaking hands with Shaman, I did not realize at the time that two kindred souls were reuniting and we both soon found out his path needed to cross mine as much as mine needed to cross his. This is yet another wonderful sign from the universe. After a few hours of riveting conversation, and refreshing intelligence that I had not known for a while, it was becoming clear to me that Shaman was to be my spiritual guide. It became even more obvious when Pete had to leave and Shaman asked if I would like to stay. “Yes!” No way was I going to pass up what I was hoping to be the journey of a lifetime.

The Experience:

Sitting in Shaman’s space with him and Buddy, I felt right, I felt like I belonged there. Then it happened, Shaman offered me my journey in the form of 5-MeO-DMT. No pressure, he assures me that it was there if I was ready for it. I had heard plenty about DMT, but had only a slight clue of what 5-MeO-DMT was about from what Pete had told me. I excitingly accepted Shaman’s offer, but remained a bit tepid, knowing this was not to be taken lightly. He had a few rituals to perform, familiarizing me with the vehicle to the cosmos, cleansing the air, sending prayers to heaven, giving me the mantra (Breathe), that sort of thing. After I inquired about his experiences taking and administering 5-MeO-DMT, he assured me many times I would be alright, and that he was ready and qualified to share this with me. Shaman dimmed the lights, loaded that sweet 10mg into the pipe and it was time to go.

With sweet soothing sounds playing and only the glow from the stereo in the room, Shaman and I sat cross-legged on the floor across from each other, Buddy off to the side, every bit a part of this journey as us two. The pipe was lit, a long harsh draw that I fully inhaled and held in. Almost immediately my vision was assaulted by blocks floating in from the side and situating themselves in front of my eyes. Suddenly they disappeared and a great wall of multicolored rays of light came rushing in to meet me…and then the darkness.

I was lost, and didn’t know it. My soul had left my body and it was nowhere to be found. I’ve tried my hardest to recall that blackness, to try and remember if anything was to be found in it, but it was impenetrable and I recall absolutely nothing. Then I was abruptly thrown out of the “Moment of Darkness” as Shaman would later call it. My body was in a fit and I saw myself vomiting into my own lap. Shaman grabbed my knee and said, “Breathe” which had been my mantra going into this. Dozens of voices erupted around me, also telling me to breathe as if the spirits were guiding me along with my Shaman. After a series of intense, off-beat breaths, which were a battle, a test of my willpower…a test I was not going to fail, a sudden calmness hit me.

I remember feeling extremely hot, and as I took my shirt off, a cool breeze washed over me. As I laid my body to ground, I knew that there could have been no other outcome to that trial. This was what my soul had been longing for and this is exactly where I needed to be. For the first time in my life, everything was at peace. I was truly home, melted into the universe. The breeze grew and grew I had just tasted the Universe in its most raw, unadulterated form. All I could utter was, “Holy Shit!” Then Shaman replied, “Thank you!” The spirits around us all agreed, and replied “Thank you” with Shaman; then I joined them all and uttered “Thank you!” At some point I had grabbed my Shamans wrist and I didn’t want to let go, to leave home.

Eventually the breeze subsided and I sat up and muttered, “I’m back.” I looked down into my lap, and thankfully, there was no vomit there. I had been humbled, and I was terrified, ecstatic, and a million other feelings that I cannot even begin to describe. God, The Universe, The Great Spirit, call it what you will, it had taken an interest to me, and laid it out crystal clear that I was on the correct path. Still, I was rattled and there was nothing that could have prepared me for that.

Conclusion:

The most profound lesson I took away from that experience was my Shaman assuring me that I could reach that place by sheer will, and that he does all the time. He told me it’s inside each and every one of us, it just needs to be practiced and honed like every other talent in life. All of this was told as we were sitting outside after the journey as I was still trying to piece it all back together and had just starting coming to grips with what happened, and it all hit me in a VERY profound way.

Life has a funny way of giving us exactly what we need, when we need it most. Out of it, beauty is to be had. Around a week later, as I write this, I know Shaman and I were meant to cross each others paths. We are, as he puts it, “Mirrors to see ourselves and reflect one another.” I know full well that my soul had been crying out to find this kindred spirit for quite some time. As I throw myself out to life, after acknowledging The Universe, and being acknowledged back, I have fill faith it will take me exactly where I need to be

https://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=100511

Now you cannot deny the experience of others. If I initiated you, I am willing to bet you could have a ++++ also.
 
Did I do too little? I mean I could do it again I'd just... you know, rather not. To be clear, it was n,n-dmt, not 5-meo also. Should I be trying 5-meo? Which 5-meo, specifically? I see a lot of dipts and malts.
 
Did I do too little? I mean I could do it again I'd just... you know, rather not. To be clear, it was n,n-dmt, not 5-meo also. Should I be trying 5-meo? Which 5-meo, specifically? I see a lot of dipts and malts.

Yeah man I was misreading your post. I thought you meant 5-MeO-DMT.

That's still doubly weird because DMT doesn't even feel like a drug to me, and I'm not alone. If anything substance ever felt 'natural' it was that one but you are an example that everyone is different. Chalk it up to unique body chemistry perhaps. Amazed you got anything from 10mg but one thing is certain..DMT is not for everyone.

Edit: Any chance it was a psychosomatic reaction? I've had adverse reactions to things I know very well. A 5-MeO-DMT excursion with my sexy cousin Fatima from the empty quarter and my blood and body turned to concrete. 10mg is just such a tiny amount. Look, you should only do more DMT if you are wanting to journey with it. Personally, I don't get much from (smoked) DMT that is useful. There are plenty of other things out there, that is for sure,
 
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why would you do more than 10mg of dmt (unless you're smoking it wrong). Felt like duster, my ass was laid out and had that buzzy feeling just like you get from duster where your body is just buzzzzzing. Literally felt like I was buzzing. Awful stuff.

If its N,N,DMT why wouldn't i do more than 10mg?

And i know how to smoke the stuff, ive broken through many times

Amazing profound beautiful stuff, either your stuff is a shite extraction or it simply isnt for you. cant recall ive ever heard or read anyone call dmt awful though lol
 
Hm. Maybe it has something to do with the foil on the coke bottle I used? Maybe I'll try it again where I burn the foil for any shit that's on it? I really used the tiniest amount, like I dipped a knife in and grabbed the tiniest amount, probably like a match head.

I could post an image if you guys want, of the yellow tinged powder in a baggie next to a vial. High quality nn-dmt especially formulated for open minds.

I don't think it was any psychosomatics. I mean I filled up the coke bottle, unscrewed the cap, sucked it all up, set it down, and immediately I had to sit down, it was a 'oh shit this shit is the shit' moment. I laid my ass on the bed and just rode it through. I wasn't expecting to feel anything from such a small amount, I was quite surprised. I mean 1/4th of that 200mg baggie would be a big amount of powder, it'd have been close to a small coin in size.
 
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