First time posting, and have always wanted to share a DMT trip story, as I've always enjoyed reading others'.

Last night I got to try it out for myself.

PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: had a normal, nice day. Was excited and nervous.
time of day: 9pm / Night
recent drug use: cannabis 5 hours before
last meal: 5pm, light meal

PARTICIPANT
Gender: f
body weight: 47kg
history of use: novice

BIOASSAY
Substance(s): changa
Dose(s): .5mg split into two bowls
Method of administration: smoked

Setting:
Night time, all lights off except for one far away light for gentle illumination. My partner sits with me and helps to light the bowl, and goes to sit a few feet away quietly whilst I journey. I am laying on the bed with pillows behind my back and head.

Trip 1:
I first have trouble smoking enough, and am not sure when to stop. I get through about a quarter of my bowl and push the rest away. I have my eyes open, and see my bed's sheets start to breathe. The fractals I'm familiar with started forming around me. This starts to fade out so I tell my partner that I think I should finish the bowl. He helps me do so. This time, as I'm smoking the bowl, the pipe and my surroundings start to turn into geometric colourful patterns. Time speeds up and slows down as I smoke. I start to blast off... I laugh, and bring my hands to my eyes, pressing the palms against my eyes.

I feel my hands start to melt into my face. Out of the darkness a fractal mess begins to grow. It is the modern manmade world. Buildings grow, with neon signs and billboards littered across them. As these structures grow, the small branches and birds I see in the periphery are overtaken.

Wild birds turn into domesticated chickens. Everything is still a churning, rapidly changing fractal mess. Alongside the chickens, I see a McDonalds sign, then other common big brand logos. They form a fractal, translucent, neon blanket of logos. I think, these are the gods we worship. I see that they aren't 'real'.

I want to see nature. I see a lawn stretched out into infinity. Lapping at the horizon of this manicured grass is churning oil, as black as nothingness. Everything drowns in the oil, in the nothing. A strong sense overwhelms me: It is coming, it is coming, it is coming.

I start to come back at this point, and drop my hands. I feel grief, but not in a painful way. I still experience that sort of 'warm glow' I had read about. I talk to my partner about the experience. I am shaking a lot at this point.

I jokingly say to my partner that I want to see 'the beings', as I had read about them so much. After 15 minutes or so resting on the bed, I thought that I'd like to have the rest of the .5mg.

Trip 2:
Again, as I smoke, time speeds and slows down. The colours of the pipe start to meld with colourful fractals of my surroundings. I close my eyes, laugh, and press the palms of my hands against my eyes (not sure why I end up doing this both times). I lie back.

I am immediately transported to a natural place. A clearing in a forest. There is a small fire, and a few women surrounding the fire. They are stocky, dark skinned women, wearing no clothes. Some have babies on their hips. They are all discussing something urgently. An old woman, the matriarch, sees me watching. Unlike the others with their dark hair down, her white hair is braided up atop her head. She rushes over and urges me to leave. They do not use words, she just shoos me away with her hands. I do not feel they are angry, but that the timing was terrible.

As she shoos me away, the women begin to work hurriedly to envelope their space with massive leaves and petals. They are building some sort of metaphysical cocoon around themselves and their world. As I am cocooned 'out' I notice that the cocoon is no longer being made of natural layers, but instead sheets of printed money. I see in my periphery what is coming. It is black, thrashing oil. The edges are on fire. I realise I have seen some sort of ancestral feminine culture, and all it can do is brace itself against the incoming onslaught.

I am back again. I share my story with my partner. His take on all this is that I have a very close relationship with nature, and that I'm very aware of how dire the situation is currently (the signs of ecological collapse are everywhere, and yet business as usual continues day to day - which I find painful). All of this stuff has been on the forefront of my mind. But the way these trips laid it out for me was particularly confronting. There was a strong feeling that regardless of how much I care about nature and my place in it, it doesn't stop the fact that as part of the dominant culture, I have had a hand in all this. I still feel a strong sense of it is coming.

I remember wishing I had been told what to do about it.

That's it. Thanks for reading this

Definitley a changa vision
How can everything be so beautiful over there? It seems to be made particularly for our individual spirits or psychologies.
I can imagine a trip like that must have been healing.
The medicine definitley worked!

Amen to our amazing brains🙏

I'm still digesting the trip. I'm not sure if I feel healed, or compelled or what! I definitely feel more urgent and certain.

And indeed, our brains are certainly amazing - as long as we consistently practice self awareness and compassion. I know I was very impressed by the visions that came from my trips, as they formed a very confident narrative.

Thanks for your comment

I can sense the feeling of responsibility of the overtones of this experience, the visions and their meanings are definitely really saddening especially when it couldn't be more relevant or accurate. I've not had my first spice experience yet so I am no authority, I a however very in tune with certain mystical energies and feel like this is less of you just being aware of the dire situation the planet and humanity is in and more a direct message from the ALL to you in such a way that is needed for you to be able to take the steps needed in respect to effecting the change required and on the level required away from the normal "capitalist or material gain" avenues that people try and convince themselves are the beat ways to effect he biggest change. When in reality its just part of the problem...

I could be way off😂

Thanks for sharing! Btw I feel like I know you lol, you're not from Syd Aus by any chance?

Definitely. I am beginning to interpret my visions this way as well. I am now trying to see the path forward clearly... but perhaps better just to move my butt ASAP and hope for it to become clearer as I go. This is a crisis after all.


yes I am! Not living there currently though.

Thanks heaps for your insight! Helped lots.