PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Nervous.
(physical condition) Set: fasted with the exception of 1,6 g of Syrian Rue.
Setting (location): Bedroom. Empty house. Donned sleep mask.
recent drug use: 24 hours since 15mg experience with vaped DMT.
last meal: 1,6g Syrian Rue. T -1 hour.
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight:100 kg
known sensitivities: none
history of use: 10 prior DMT experiences.
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): DMT
Dose(s): 24mg DMT
Method of administration: crystals measured into a Yocan Evolve plus.
My largest dose to date. I think that was right on the bubble of a 'breakthrough'. I say this because there was a moment of racing through the chrysanthemum visuals that I was launched to just where the the patterns disappeared, like the top of a dome, and I could peer around into empty space. Then there were large insect creatures craning their heads to get a look at me. They are neither friendly or hostile...just watching. I floated above and raced along a giant double helix structure. I felt my heart stop. I felt like I was erased. A man with black but somehow translucent skin, faceless, covered in stars, carried me through deep space (upward??) along a bright cord. When he dropped me I felt this strange time warp, as if I did not just experience that, rather I was remembering it from the past. A vast throne room appeared, my POV is right on the floor, like an insect. The room is so big I donβt see any walls to the right or left. The wall in front of me is sparkling clean and smooth, gleaming. The throne is on a short stage. The throne is red and gilded in gold. It is wider than it is tall. Yellow light streams from the bottom of the stage where it meets the floor. I come down and see too many visions of masks and faces; I canβt possibly make sense of any of this. I emerge and feel like Iβve been washed onto the shore after a shipwreck, just exhausted. I feel just completely lost and utterly bewildered.