Hey guys, been a member for a little while but have been hesitant to post much because while DMT had found me, I hadn't had the courage or found the right time etc. to try it. Yesterday was Christmas, which is pretty great on it's own, but I also proposed to my long time girlfriend, another good thing on it's own, but it happened to coincide with my recent mushroom experiences telling me to focus on my relationship or face the consequences. Anyways, today I had a great holiday and emotional experience right behind me and a whole day alone with nothing to do, so I finally busted my cherry. Seriously you guys, holy shit! You guys are onto some serious shit here man, and I'm pretty sure I love it. Pretty sure.
The story starts with a sale on canned whip cream at the grocery store. They've been having a 2 for 1 sale and so, hey, whip-its, easy high, no muss no fuss, sweet. I did a few in tune with the scene in Afro Samurai where he fights the robot, which is kind of an amalgam of all the technical perfections of hip-hop beats and Japanese anime visuals and lung capacity timing, and I spent a few afternoons this week learning when to time my hits, when to release, how the rythm of breathing and music and visual hallucination all combine and come from the same source. I get a hell of a lot closer to the light than I would've thought possible on simple whip-its. All of that was very reassuring and comforting to me, and today I told myself to man up or move on, so I filled a little smoking device I had made (Basically it's a little mason jar bong with a super thin stem on the bowl and about 8 layers of screen, and a good long piece of aquarium tubing to allow me to sit back and puff with the jar safely set on a table.) with about 50mg (again is it mg or ug? I don't have scales.) and waited, timing my hits according to what felt right on the animation.
My first hit tasted, a lot of people say like burning plastic, but I think a little more like burning sugar, and smelled like total ass, and I didn't feel much. The smoke was not nearly as harsh as I had expected, in fact it was light and almost soothing, probably because my throat and lungs are so used to high grade sensi, so smoking and holding it in was no problem. I lit another hit, lightly touching the flame to the pipe, watching the chamber fill with thick white smoke, inhaled it all and held it, this time catching the subtle hints within the animation to show me that I had done it right, but timed it not quite right. There is a moment in that fight scene where the combatants break through the clouds and float up above the earth for a period, and the visuals that lead into it create recurring trails that, if timed and lined up perfectly, result in the image of a great Buddha within the clouds, hidden and smiling. I saw it, and I saw it unfold, and unfold, and spread from the television until the entire room around me was rippling with repeating patterns of reality unfolding outwards with me. It was very familiar from my previous experiences with LSD and mushrooms, but also very alien from either in the complete mental clarity, lucidity and rapid onset. If I'm being honest, yeah, it was scary. But I found that I could ride it out, I could think about every part that was even a little frightening and just the thought would wash away the fear associated with it. I rode the peak with the Afro Samurai, and as they began to fall, so did I, and I found a new set of images in which the dark clouds rising around us all reflected the anatomy of the robot skeleton we were fighting. I was, not threatened, maybe tested, with some intense images of skulls and rib cages associated with feeling my own body work and the lingering taste of the spice. We crashed into a neat set of multicolored trailing visuals and I could feel my mind and body settling back down and feeling safe and comfortable again.
I made it! I took my first DMT trip and I didn't die or freak out or anything! I spent a good hour sitting in front of the window, thinking about it, digesting the experience. A nagging feeling was that I hadn't cleaned out the full dose. I couldn't have. From what I've heard and read, my dose was more than enough to take me to the space whale swimming pool, so unless I had destroyed it all, there was something left in those screens. So I set it up again, anime and all, and went for broke. Sure enough there was plenty more in there. I repeated the same process as before, taking larger hits and holding them in longer, trusting my gut rather than the image on screen, and I did it right. I can remember my giggles kicking in in time with the robots high pitched rocket booster launching and knew that I had done it right, I was going to see the cloud Buddha, I was going to the clouds, I'm going to heaven, I'm going to heaven... Holy Shit I'm going to Heaven! Which was just enough of a thought, accompanied by the image of the robot skull breaking through all the swirling rainbow energies that had sneaked in after I had closed my eyes (when did I close my eyes?), so I opened them and found myself covered in sweat, falling alongside the robot again, and the rest played out mostly as before, with a light feeling warning me not to take this seeking earthly pleasures. No animated hero would save me should this chemical decide to put me through hell.
This stuff man, this stuff is pretty awesome, but it definitely has a dark side to match my own. I still have at least one more dose and definitely intend to go back out again. I survived my first trip and will be back for more. Cheers and Happy Holidays to all!
You'll never take me alive coppers!