cuntball said:
A few days ago I loaded my DMT machine with 150 mg of DMT. This was the first time I tried smoking with this pipe. I believe I got ALL of it in one big toke. I have big lungs and I took it as deep as I could. I've smoked DMT 20+ times.
This was my first negative experience with DMT. There was no euphoria and it was simply sad and weird.. I felt like someone took a piece of my soul or consciousness and laughed at me. It was if my whole mind was being read in a matter of seconds and discarded. I felt really small and depressed after that trip. When I came back I didn't know who I was, I had no thoughts, I just saw my floor swirling around. I sat there motionless for a good 15-20 minutes after the trip. I was away for a long time lol.
I'm a little bit afraid of picking up the pipe again. What the fuck was that? Maybe I misinterpreted the experience. It was WAY different and darker than my usual breakthrough experiences.
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Subject: Re: Lophophora diffusa
Date: 30 Sep 1994 04:27:28 GMT
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My friend and I had decided we were going to find out what this cactus was all about. We set up tent in a nearby canyon, made a little fire and sliced about 10 specimens. into "peyote buttons" We tried to chew a button and swallow it, without succes: the taste was so repulsive it was impossible to swallow. Finally, by boiling 20 buttons in aguardiente and swallowing the liquid, we were able to get a fair amount of extract down our throats.
Within 30 minutes my hearing began to change: it was was like every word I or my friend said was pitched down considerably until it sounded like a growling or rumbling. This effect lasted untill well after the actual experience. Afer another 10 minutes I felt catatonic: transfixed in a motionless position. Eventually i probably fell over on my side and lay there, unable to move. I suddenly saw myself walking through the desert, the same we were currently in, until I arrived at a lonely house in the middle of nowhere. I went inside and came into what looked like a doctor's waiting room. Several indians were sitting there, apparently waiting to meet the "doctor". Eventually, it was my turn to enter the doctors office. Behind a desk there was a "man" looking like a giant peyote cactus, all green and with a "crown" like the fluffy rosette on top ofd a peyote. The man spoke, introduced himself as "doctor Roskowski" or something like that. Then he (it?) asked me " what was my reason to come and visit him?" I did not know what to answer and said something like " well, uhuhuhuh , I uuh just took some cactus to see what it was like..." He immediately went furious and made me understand that I was wasting his time and that people came to him for very good reasons, for advice etc. So he ordered someone to kick me out and told me to leave the area immediately. and I was literally kicked out of the house and was back in the desert. I walked through the desert for a long time until i saw my friend walking towards me in the distance. At the moment we were close enough to say "how'ryadoin" I "woke up" and saw my friend standing in front of me. Later he told me he had had /exactly/ the same experience...He was frightened and wanted to leave the spot instantaneously. So we hitched back to Queretaro.
