Almost a year and a half ago now SWIM began his relationship with the spice. Things were a bit crazier in his life than they are now, and he can't say he started the relationship the way he should have, but it is what it is. He remember the first experience very clearly. I'll start from the beginning. SWIM and SWIM's friend had found a sizable amount of 5meo-DMT. Looking back now, SWIM's product was most likely not very clean. It was harsh, yellow, and gotten from a more than questionable source, but still did what it does regardless. SWIM packed what he estimated to be around 30 or 40mg into a bowl with cannabis, took one hit, and then as SWIM's friend encouraged him, took another, but then SWIM's jaw dropped before he could take the third (we were following the basic instructions of 3 hits for 20 seconds each). SWIM was on his friends front porch when he smoked this spice and it was lightly raining outside. Looking back SWIM would say that this was definitely a medium to heavy body load (especially with it being 5meo instead of n,n) with no astral travel by any means and only slight visuals, but definitely still out of body. SWIM could feel himself floating just inches above where his mind had previously been resting, but the body was, of course, still in the same place. The trees across the yard became very machine like and metallic. SWIM could hear every individual rain drop splatter around him. He had a sudden realization, which to this day has still not been completely deciphered into words SWIM can communicate to other people, but as soon as he thought to speak, he looked at his friend and asked him, "This is what's been going on the whole time?" The rest of the details are not so important as this was only the first experience. After several more the product was mostly gone and festival season in the U.S. was coming up fast. SWIM had never been to a music festival before and was still new to the culture itself. The story started at SWIM's friend's house where they met up before they drove to the festival. They went and obtained 7 grams of mdma and a few grams of cannabis in addition to some joints SWIM had rolled already. They began using the mdma immediately, and this was on a Friday morning. Once they got to the festival and set up camp that evening, they had about 6 grams left. They began their adventures and met a few friends and had a good night. The music ended Friday morning around 6:00am and SWIM was still very awake. A few unimportant details and cannabis sessions later, it was Friday afternoon and SWIM had a wonderful friend offer him 1 gram of gold caps. He ate those, and then a source for LSD became known to him as well. He obtained some of that and was on his way. After obtaining a few more hits of LSD from some more friends they came across, they decided to hang out on the hill for a while. At this point they had begun sharing their mdma so it's hard for SWIM to say how much they had actually done, but by the time the sun was down Saturday night they only had an 8-ball left. SWIM and his friend decided to start taking the LSD. SWIM took 3 tabs of blue paper, supposedly from out West, that were very very clean and treated him very nicely. He also took 2 tabs of white paper (which thankfully were not a "bath salt" substitute for lsd), which were slightly more edgy, but still good overall. It was like comparing a quadruple washed batch to a triple in SWIM's opinion. Another friend of SWIM's began passing around some opium shortly after the tabs were taken. More time and cannabis passed, and around midnight SWIM and his friend went back to camp for a bit. (sorry this is so long, but I feel all the details are important to express the experience) And now the moment you've all been waiting for:
SWIM and his friend were sitting around the campfire for only ten minutes when another friend wandered back into camp. He held up a baggie of orange powder and a small bowl and asked if anyone wanted the rest. He said it was DMT and a cheap bowl he bought to smoke it out of (lots of glass vendors at the festival). SWIM immediately raised his hand and got approximately 750mg. Without thinking twice, SWIM packed the bowl with a small amount of cannabis and the rest of the way full with spice (SWIM still has the bowl and estimates it to have been about 150-200mg). SWIM and his friend began passing the bowl back and forth for a minute, and then SWIM experienced a complete reality shift with absolutely no tension or difficulty. It was as if the DMT universe had traveled to SWIM. All people and sounds faded away completely. Only blueish outlines of people remained, with glowing light in every outline. There were many different kinds of lights, some were dim, some were bright, some here tinted different colors, but everybody had one as far as SWIM could tell. He then began to notice something all around him on literally every surface. Wile all the people had faded away, the forest SWIM was in became full of a luminous white light (and it was past midnight at this point), and most colors had turned to black and white (like black and white television not actually black and white). Every surface SWIM could see was covered in Sanskrit. The OHM symbol was quite literally everywhere. Nothing else SWIM saw was familiar enough for him to be able to recall to this day, however, he still recognized it as Sanskrit. After that first bowl, SWIM continued to smoke DMT with his friend for another hour or so, just maintaining a constant plateau. He did not move from around the campfire, but is not really sure what else happened other than what SWIM has described. He remembers packing the bowl every time he did it, but doesn't really remember any interaction with people around him. He only remembers passing the bowl back and forth with his friend and observing everything around him. In a way, SWIM would say it was as if he was conscious in both realities at the same time. While he maintained communication enough with his friend to continue smoking for an hour, he was still completely submerged in the DMT realm all around him. The rest of the weekend isn't worth taking up any more of your time at this point, but I hope my story about SWIM was worth reading. I promise SWIM isn't just trying to tell everyone a story about how many drugs he did or anything like that to be cool, but for you experienced users here, DMT obviously has incredible synergy with other substances, so I figured the details of set and setting (mental settings as well) were worth knowing.
I'm looking forward to any responses and hopefully to becoming a member of this community.