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i have been reserching DMT (Dimethyltrptamine) and was wondering if anyone here has tryed it and if you wanted to put your experiances, good or bad. i want to know everything about it before i try it so let me know if you had a good time or what. also include that if you were in a good mood or not before you smoked it. peace
Just realize that it's not something to fuck around with. Be cautious, always have a sitter. DMT smoked will hit you like a train and once it does your in for the ride. Subjects are usually reduced to rolling around on the floor in pain during a DMT "Journey" and this journey may mean contact with deceased ancestors, beings from another planet and other things that could possibly make you jump out of your skin. Many people who try DMT try it once and only once, because of the intesity of the effect. You've been warned!
yea me and my friend are going to do it but he is going to watch me then when i am done i am going to watch him. i am kinda scared but i am mostly excited. i cant wait to find out what i see. we are also going to have a video tape and a tape player for during and after the trip. once we come out of it we are going to start talking about what we saw and what we think it means before it fades away.
It sounds like you know what your doing-- just remember always read about what you are putting into your body.
so would you tell me your experiances with it.
I've done 5-MeO-DMT, a substance that is pretty similar to DMT in most respects.
We prepared a slightly smaller than average lightbulb for smoking by ripping out the internals of it. (It was a clear lightbulb, the white on the inside of most are poisonous!) We prepared the back of my friend's van for resting back, due to the many warnings about total balance loss and the danger of falling over.
After dropping a tiny bit of crystals in the lightbulb, we heated it with a lighter, covering the opening. The smoke began to tumble about in there, but the crystals still hadn't entirely vaporized. We let the whole lightbulb become filled with smoke, holding the flame under it for about a minute. I grabbed the metal end and took a long and fierce inhalation, tasting the familiar smoke (I had tried to smoke it once before, pretty much unsuccessfully). This time, my lungs filled with an acrid and harsh smoke of the 5-MeO-DMT. I knew this was the real thing, and I reclined back into the padded van floor.
What puzzles me about the reports I've read on this substance is the lack of any mention regarding the extreme kinetic and physical aspect of this drug. Every single person that I've seen on it has been intensely physical during the high. This doesn't exclude me. After reclining back, I began to feel as if I had failed to stop reclining backward...slowly tumbling over and over...
Eventually the back of the van felt like my capsule, getting shot in the cannon through the universe. My soul was getting kicked in the ass, and I recall seeing my friends watching me laughing at my own joy. In fact, they told me I was laughing some of the time, which I don't recall.
The high involved absolutely NO visuals; I saw absolutely nothing. It is a purely a physical smash and a mental exploration of the universe. In fact, it's incredibly hard to describe what happened.
The most amazing part about the whole thing was knowing that I had done a very, very tiny amount of the substance. I would estimate the dosage at under 10 milligrams smoked, which threw all of the psychonauts I was with into a high of undescribable proportions.
It's one thing to read the experiences and reports and an entirely different thing to actually experience it. Chemical bliss for everyone I've done this with. If you're afraid of experiencing 'chemical terror', take smaller doses and work up.
Took orally 12.5g mimosa hostilis with 2.5g of Syrian Rue, boiled in lemon barley water (this was only because I couldn't get any pure lemon juice concentrate), with 350mg of crushed vitamin C to acidify the barley water. Boiled it for about 30mins, strained the material, and then boiled the material in fresh lemon juice again, I found this tasted pretty overwhelming, (not helped by the sweetness of the barley water) and was pretty fuckin thick and incredibly bitter, ppl complain about the taste of shrooms and peyote, they're like a lobster dinner compared to this. Sipped it over 1.5 hours, effects were hard to distinguish when they were starting out, everything became interesting (was watchin NFL at the time) then within about 5 mins I felt the need to close my eyes, felt extremely comfortable like on the verge of sleep, and put sum Hendrix on, no visuals jus very pleasant sounding, then within the next 2 minutes or so, these rainbow rivers, start slowly dissolving in the blackness of closed eyes, they were interacting with eachother like when u observe the way the tannins in tea dissolve in to water, these gradually started to get bigger until they took up my entire eyeline (and it was vast, like when u look out on the horizon), from this point on I have no idea of timelines, I had my eyes closed most of the time. The visuals I saw reminded me of the intricacy of peyote (incredibly thin lines, were boundaries to the 'details' of what I was seeing), and the bright colours of mushrooms, but now there were literally millions of rivers, all pulsating with the colours of the rainbow, and the individual spectrums would frequently change, a giant symmetrical, 2-dimensional system of rivers made of 'rainbows' (trust me man they are much more intricate than jus a couple of rainbows, like millions upon millions, within millions haha) and it was pulsating vigorously, fuckin beautifully with the music, there was so much movement on these bastards that I would be lying if I said I could take it all in at once, I could only ever picture it as a whole structure, then as the 'strand' of colour I was picking out, and I would delve into this strand to be greeted by more rainbows pulsating in different ways, my inner monologue had its volume turned up, and I would occasionally say a few things (but words were very inanimate now, jus sounds that indicated objects, and abstract situations), if I thought of something it would appear out of one of the strands of colour, I thought of piranhas at first, 5/6 appeared (all ringed in gorgeous colours) then rats, to which a piranhas wide open mouth 'engulfed' me and tossed me in to a space with 3 rats, sittin side by side, they simultaneously bit into the black and an eruption of colours was tossed up in to the air (visuals had taken on 3 dimensions at this point) it went up, slowed and came crashing back down to manifest in to another giant structure that was similar to the 2-d visual I saw whilst first coming up, jus now it was 3-d, pulsating not only in colour and up and down, but towards me, away from me, and it wasn't just like I was seeing it, the visuals were changing according to the music, and the patterns somehow corresponded to my body. This is when I have to cut off verbal description of what was going on (cuz what the fuck does 'the patterns somehow corresponded to my body' really mean lol), it defied all words, whatever I was seeing was doing what it was doing, regardless of whether I looked at it (which was another wierd thing, I felt like I could look away from this structure) When I opened my eyes everything in the room, took on its own dimension, as if I were looking thru a prism, inside a prism, and each 'cut' off this imaginery prism was racing toward and away from me(and bulgin from the sides, and a very wierd effect which looked like the boundaries of objects radiated outwards, and fell back to the original shape), I would close my eyes and see the afterimage as clear as day, fade away in to different colours and sizes, the music was flanging all over the place now, sounds seemed to be hittin imaginary walls which would create dissolvin echoes, which basically effected everything I was feeling and seeing. Everything was as though it was connected, couldn't say it felt like traveling, or transdimensional shamanistic machine elves time travellin or whatever labels they're putting to this thing now, because what it 'felt' like defied all explanation, and wasn't like any other experience I have had (except on other psychedelix), I was overwhelmed with euphoria throughout the whole experience (even when I was projectile vomiting mass amounts in to the sink), I can really not put in to words the gr8 deal of connectivity I felt with all that was around me, like everything around me (alive or dead) contributed to whatever my 'being' was, and vice versa. I felt comforted throughout the entire experience, ecstatic to just experience whatever was on hand, amazed, fuckin unbelievably astounded by existance, the only words I could formulate to explain it was 'Intricate aint it?' to which I would piss myself with laughter at the unbelievable nonchalance of what I had jus said (and the utter pointlessness of words, good tools though they are :D). I could speak normally, (walked shakily:D) and once I had decided that I had hit the peak I skinned up a spliff (after about 10 minutes fondling the tobacco pouch and papers which had took on a new silkier form and feel) Felt incredibly welcoming and protective, like peyote, but with the smack of intensity of a full blown visual as fuck mushroom trip. After smoking the spliff, within about 20mins the visuals had declined to a small wavy effect, I had a fuckin killer headache (but really didn't giv a shit) and had an interrupted sleep, awoke the next day feelin damn good. All in all it lasted about 2-3 hours with effects fully fallin off around the 5/6 hour mark, and the afterglow I think is still goin strong, 2 weeks after :D One of the best decisions I ever made was swallowing some rootbark lol I'm gonna try smoking it aswell, but I will defineatly be ingesting this substance in some way, shape or form in the future. Loved every second of it, humbled the shit out of me, this report only touches the tip. If ure smokin it let me know how u get on man, good luck. Cheers
Oh and are u doin N,N,DMT or 5-MeO-DMT?
Wouln't it be nice to tell him that Syrian Rue can kill? Damn man, pretty careless, eh?Quote:
Originally Posted by Jimmicrackedcorn
its his decision, and death only occurs either by takin ridiculous amounts of rue (way more than u need for effective MAO inhibition), and bein stupid and not following the food and drug contraindications, plus if he takes it and is one of the few to go in to hypertensive state and die because of lack of preparation its his fault, I aint his fuckin mother man.