PRE-CONDITIONS
(Mind) Set: Happy, adventurous, pre-flight anxious
(Physical Condition) Set: Healthy
Setting: My bedroom
Time of Day:Some time around 3:00 AM
Recent Drug Use: Buprenorphine/naloxone - 8mg/2mg tablets, dissolved sublingually twice daily
Last Meal: Around 7:00 PM (~8 hrs prior). Ham & swiss sandwich on honey wheat bread and a ceasar salad.

PARTICIPANT
Gender: Male
Body Weight: ~81 kg
Known Sensitivities: Most if not all tryptamines, ethanol, cannabis
History of Use: Fairly experienced. Many years of DMT and other psychedelic use (mostly plant-sourced), as well as several previous years of heavy pharmaceutical/street-drug use.

BIOASSAY
Substance(s): N,N-Dimethyltryptamine
Dose(s): Weighed to 10mg, but the accuracy of the digital scale that was used is now in question.
Method of Administration: Vaporized


Intensity (Overall): 3/+++
Evaluation / Notes:

OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 4
Unpleasantness: 1
Visual Intensity: 4



AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0
Afterglow: 2; enhanced colors, inner-peace, bafflement; ~20-30 minutes


REPORT
Wow... where do I even start? It has been a while since I have embarked on a journey through hyperspace. I have been preoccupied and getting a few things sorted out in my life that I felt I should take care of before partaking in the spice of life again. Last night I decided, in the spirit of the winter solstice, that I was about due for an experience.

To start with, I had pretty significant pre-flight anxiety. Although I don't remember it in it's entirety, my last experience was less than enjoyable. That combined with having not partaken in quite some time made it pretty intimidating, as it tends to be anyways to some extent. I had decided previously that I would start with a relatively small dose, intending to sort of "ease myself back in". I meditated for 10 minutes ahead of time, but it wasn't quite enough to take the edge off. So I meditated for another ten minutes, and it did help a little bit, but not nearly as much as it usually does. I was having some second thoughts, trying to make excuses as to why I should "wait until tomorrow". In hindsight, I am fairly certain that this was essentially my ego taking over, sensing the potential threat that the spirit molecule posed to it. After another minute or so of reflecting on my intention, one of my favorite Terence Mckenna quotes came to mind:

“Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed.”

I decided that this was as ready as I would ever be, held the glass to my lips, sparked the torch, and watched the little glass vessel rapidly fill with thick white vapor. "No turning back now", I thought as I cleared the chamber. The otherworldly dimethyl-deliciousness crept over my tongue and into my lungs, instantly recalling past memories of profound bewilderedness. I set my tools on the bedside table, and let my head fall back onto the pillow.

Instantly, I was sucker-punched by a blast of complex swirling fractals, consisting of the most vivid blues and pinks I could ever possibly imagine. My body seemed to dissolve, along with my bed and pillow. It took me a minute to finally let go and allow the spirit molecule to guide me. I was a a little bit overwhelmed due to the length of time that had passed since my last journey. I experienced a brief period of second-guessing whether or not this was something I wanted to continue exploring in the future. This is a common occurrence for me when in trance. I often feel this way at some point in an experience, but it always dissolves very quickly. Little mushroom-shaped silhouettes eagerly sprouted from the fractals' edges, and disintegrated back into the abyss as quickly as they had manifested. Three-dimensional patterns were twisting and contorting and transforming in ways that seemed to shatter the laws of time and space... I was absolutely astonished.

At one point I opened my eyes, in order to either confirm or disprove my current belief that there was no possible way that I could still be existing in the "real world" while simultaneously experiencing something so far removed from it. As far as I could tell, I was still in my bedroom. But my bedroom was no longer residing in the same plane of existence that it usually did. Every part of it was overflowing with life. The walls, ceiling, and everything in between were breathing and pulsating in tune with the frequency at which my brain and/or soul was buzzing. Spirals of astonishingly bright color seemed to flow from and through every square inch of the strange little box that surrounded me.

I closed my eyes again and instantaneously catapulted straight back into the void of all life and consciousness. I don't recall exactly what I was seeing at this point, but I remember being filled to the brim with more gratitude than I had ever felt before. I felt so privileged, so honored to be one of the lucky few who is allowed to experience this state from time to time. Had I known in advance how extensive the effects of this particular smallish dose would be, I may not have gone forth with the ritual. But it turned out to be exactly what I needed.

Eventually, I started to feel like I was beginning my rapid descent back to "normal". It felt like I had been gone for hours, days, perhaps even weeks. Once I had completely settled back into my flesh-vessel, I looked over at the time. "Seven minutes!? SEVEN?? No way... My clock is broken. There is no chance that everything I just saw could have transpired in only seven minutes..."

I did a short post-journey meditation, in order to facilitate the acute stage of integration. I felt completely reborn, as if I had exchanged my skin-bag of bones, meat, and blood for one that was fresh off the assembly line. Paradoxically, I was existing in a state of true inner-peace and in a state of complete mind-f*ckery, simultaneously. Somehow during the weeks or months in between journeys, I always seem to forget just exactly how breathtaking and overcoming the sacred spice experience is... I feel so honored to have discovered the spiritual/therapeutic potential of entheogens, and the vast expanses of knowledge and community contained here within The Nexus...
Thank you all so much, and thank you Universe for providing me and my fellow explorers with such a divine opportunity.

Entheogenerator...
Ive read some on line posts that you have done Acacia Confusa DMT oraly ..and NN DMT oraly..many times..
Since i have no oral experiance whith these yet ..I read this great trip report below and wondered if this report sounds about right for oral ACACIA CONFUSA with serian rue ?
The report sounded very colorfull and beautyfull!
Since you have much oral experiance with DMT does this trip report sound like something i could also experiance/?
Ive even read some reports claiming oral NNDMT..and oral confusa DMT is almost identicle trip?
Would apreciate your opinion..Thanks..





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There isn't many trip reports for Acacia confusa so I felt like I had to write one. This is an amazing plant. My first experience with Ayahuasca. Some people are gonna get caught up in the fact that it's not "real" Ayahuasca but that's just bollocks. It had identical effects on me.

I took 4g of Syrian Rue in tea form. I boiled it with a splash of red wine vinegar for 30 minutes. Well, actually I simmered it. I kept it in the fridge for a couple days before I took it. I tried to get it down as fast as possible. It took me like three gulps chased with orange juice.

The Acacia confusa I cooked for a total of 5 hours. I did 2 washes of 2 1/2 hours each. Both times I let it simmer at the point right before it makes bubbles. It was moving slightly but that's it. For both washes I added a tablespoon or so of red wine vinegar. I used 60g of finely ground/shredded bark. When the tea was done boiling, I strained it through a clean shirt. I then let it sit in the fridge overnight. I found that the sediment had settled to the bottom while it was in the fridge so I poured it off into another bottle.

I started drinking the Acacia tea 25 minutes after the Syrian Rue. Initially I took two gulps, finishing about half of what I poured myself (I split the 60g into 5 doses). I chased it with OJ. Well I immediately wanted to puke but I just focused on music and held it down. I took another gulp or two about five minutes later, almost finishing my dose. I say I took about 10g which was extremely potent. I would've drank more but I could FEEL that it was enough. It actually ended up perfect.

I had another wave of nausea which I fought off. Another ten minutes or so and the nausea hit me so hard I just puked. I noticed something going on in my vision as I was done. I started seeing geometric patterns that were moving and flowing as if alive. I was tripping really hard within 15 minutes.

I went outside on the patio. The cheetah print carpet was extremely vibrant. If I focused on it, I would get lost in the spots. But what I did was go to the door to the outside and all I can say is... wow. The plants looked alive... The grass was half blue and half vibrant green. Now, I know grass is green but it was an extremely vibrant green. When I noticed the sun, it washed over me. Everything looked so beautiful... even more beautiful than on acid and ecstasy. I want to explain more of what I saw but words are just inadequate. Many colors, I'll leave it at that.

I was talking to my friend at this time and I kept getting the strongest urges to close my eyes. When I closed them, well I can't really describe what I saw, except that there was flowing colors like red, green, and blue and Egyptian-looking-hieroglyph-things. It's really indescribable. Suffice it to say it was beautiful... I couldn't believe what I was seeing and how beautiful it was. I was in awe.

I got cold for some reason and I had the strongest urge to go inside and lie down. I had Shongle playing. I was tripping so hard... whenever I would open my eyes, it's like I would push through a fog of visuals to see my room. I had the strongest urge to keep my eyes closed and just let go... What I saw was a bright light made out of colors just washing over me. It was mainly green and blue. The colors was as a waterfall but the water was the colors... I have never seen such beautiful colors.

Next I felt the ayahuasca go into each one of my organs. I could feel that I was healthy, except my lungs weren't so great. But the aya revitalised each organ. Next it continued into my brain. You know how our brains are made up of sections? I felt it go into each section one by one. As it did, I experienced many revelations about my life and the way I act. I noticed that a lot of our feelings come from the reptilian brain. The brain deep within that we held before we had time to evolve. I have always had problems with anxiety. What I noticed is that there is a sort of 'trigger' in the reptilian brain that respons to certain situations and sends out a signal that we feel as anxiety. I realized that because we have evolved a much higher capacity to think, we can override this trigger and not let it permeate our consciousness so much.

I realized the reason I have an addiction to narcotics. I also realized how the addiction is formed in my brain. I could see the reward system and whatnot. It really showed me how stupid I am but that I'm also still just a person. The feeling I got was that life is sacred. Life is beautiful and it must be enjoyed.

This trip was all about beating fear. I simply let go and let the aya take over me. I realized that fear is something that can be overcome pretty easily but that if it's not, it has a tendency to fuck up your whole life. I learned to not respond to that trigger that gives me anxiety. I could actually feel a sort of 'flap' in my brain that causes it.

As I was lying there with my knees up, I got an image of a Mayan statue that I had seen that was actually in the same position as I was! That's when I knew the state I was in is sacred. People have been taking it for thousands of years to connect to nature and themselves.

This was the greatest psychedelic I have ever done and I've done all of the major ones! DMT was actually the last one in my list, basically, besides ibogaine. It is THE prototypical psychedelic. It's the one that will let you see a purple sky and take you to another world.

My experience was basically over in 4 hours. When I went to sleep that night, I had a thought about something that would have normally made me stress out about it and think about it, but actually the thought passed by without any residual anxiety... This really showed me that aya has the power to heal. I hope it can make me a better person in the future.



One last thing. I have to say, even though there was a fear, it was nothing like the other psychedelics. At least for me. DMT felt gentle and sacred, like I had absolutely no reason to fear any negative effects. However I still had to let go in the beginning. I felt like if I didn't, then I wouldn't have had a good time. I ended

For starters, I do have some experience with oral administration of DMT. But not as much as a lot of other members on this forum. I have read about it enough that I would consider myself reasonably well-educated on oral administration, but my first-hand experience is limited.

Secondly, "Acacia confusa DMT" is N,N-dimethyltryptamine. I have used DMT isolated from several different plant sources, and the effects have been indistinguishable. I would not be able to tell the difference in a blind test. I have a small amount of experience using Acacia confusa brews, and even those have been indistinguishable from brews of other plant sources. I also have a very small amount of experience with the gooey or waxy DMT/NMT mixture that many people yield from Acacia confusa extractions, and all of that experience has been with a vaporizer. Most of my encounters with oral DMT have been through pharmahuasca.

All that aside, it would be impossible for me to tell you what you will or will not experience. Sure, it is possible that your experience will be like this person's. But it is also equally likely that yours will be completely different. Everyone reacts to substances differently, so there is no telling what your experience with oral DMT will be like. It is very likely that your aya journey will be very colorful and beautiful, but that is just a common element of many people's visions. Then again, some people's visions are no more colorful or even less colorful than their everyday average perception.

In addition to that, every single one of my experiences with DMT, regardless of ROA, has been very unique. I have never had the same experience twice, and I would be extremely surprised if I ever did. Most of my encounters with DMT have had very little in common with one another.

I guess what all of this boils down to is: I cannot tell you what your aya visions will or will not be like. The only way you will know is by experiencing them.

Entheo,

Welcome back.

Until last weekend it had been 7 or so years since I last had a psychedelic.

The previous several trips had all been with LSD which I must honestly say I cannot stand. All of those trips were terrible and I believe it's because my body chemistry is just incompatible with LSD. Having children and how fast life passes by and not wanting any more negative loop-only experiences I have migrated away from tripping. My first time mescaline extraction only went okay...and I believe that's because it was my first time and the extraction material was the ever prolific "PC clone". That being said, last Saturday night my wife and I both dosed extract from sp and the mescaline content was very low. Visuals were hardly perceptible. After 3 hours and assuming/knowing the mesc content was weak (based on AKL's topic illustrating differences between San Pedro species) I took a second dose of whatever I had left at the time.

It was enough to give me a 5 minute peak trip somewhere in the middle of the night. Re-connected with the source...and oh... I can't even begin to describe the deliciousness of reconnect after all these years. (Mescaline has always been my psychedelic of choice.). I awoke the next day and felt like brand new again for the first time in a while. I felt like myself again for the first time in a long time. Reset, new, happy, infinite patience, and can't wait to run the extract again now that I've had a trial run and feel much more confident exacting the chemistry.

Life is beautiful.

One of my favorite sayings / perspectives on everything is seeing is believing, believing is seeing.

This is also why I'm looking for some different cacti in my other posts. I need a vessel with a more definitive level of content.
When I get a chance I'm going to post a terscheki that I found not too far from my house and get everyone's opinion on it.

Also, I've only shroomed twice....I'm hoping that they're more like mescaline being organic as opposed to synthetic lad. Any thoughts.

And again congrats and welcome back. I feel the same as you do, being nervous at first, but ultimately achieving that which I set out to achieve.
The quotes on my signature are McKenna as well