It's nice to be back here . It's been a while since I last posted, and, I think, that's partially due to my latest dmt journey. Let me fill you in a little bit.

I can't remember the details that led up to my experience, but, I know that it was just, a regular day for me. Not to stressful.. not to boring. Out and about most of the day, taking care of my brother, and buying supplies for another time consuming task.

I came home, and unwound for a few hours. Midnight struck, and, I had the urge to smoalk a little bit. Like always, right before a journey.

Turned off all noise making devices, and sat in relative silence for about a half hour. Thinking. Reflecting. I guess, meditating, a bit. Wondering how this journey may turn out.

A little excited. A little apprehensive. Those usual feelings right before going head first into hyperspace(at least, for me).
Butterflies in your stomach. That's a good way to put it. They're excited for it, but, they're still butterflies, and they're still in my stomach.

I'm not sure exactly what made me decide to just use 20mgs, instead of my usual 30. Maybe I wanted to have a simple experience, or, a less intense one. I'm not really sure.

Loaded it up, and took it all in one hit, like normal.

And then.. things just started to go BONKERS.


I sat back after the exhale, and just let myself go. Closed my eyes, and gave into the feelings. What happened next.. well, it's never happened to me like this before. And, I'm not saying this was a bad experience at all. It was.. just, extremly different. Unhinged. Almost, scary.

The cevs were amazing, from what I can remember. Almost to amazing. At some point, I needed to open my eyes, as things were just getting to intense. I started thinking to myself, you only put 20 mgs in there ya know? What in the hell is going on here?!?

When my eyes opened, I didn't recognize the room I was in.. at all. I knew it was my bedroom, but.. I just couldn't recognize it.. at all.
Everything had a green tinge to it. Sort of.. like seeing the world through rose colored glasses, only this time, they were a lovely green. Every single object in the room, looked extremly different than they had before closed my eyes.
But, I can say for certainty, nothing was different at all. Nothing moved. Nothing changed. Nothing new. All, just the same old stuff.

But.. I knew, in those moments, everything was totally off. Something just wasn't right.

My tongue started going all around my mouth. I somehow noticed that.. as weird as this sounds.. all of my teeth were in different places. It was like they were all.. rearranged. Taken out, and put back in, randomly.

I knew this couldn't be possible.. but.. then, why was I feeling them in weird places, and how did I know they wern't where they should be?

I tried to push that thought away from my mind.. because I could feel it starting to panic me.
I was starting to freak out. Bad.

I decided to close my eyes again. How could this be happening from only 20mgs? I've done 30mgs, almost every other time, ever. Besides the first few 'test runs' where, I wasn't to sure what I was doing, exactly.

I thought my eyes were open at this point.. the closed eye visuals were so damn intense.. but, I just can't remember what they were..
I decided to "close" my eyes again, which actually meant opening them. And, I came back to this place, my bedroom, which.. was just the strangest place I've ever seen at this point.
Everything was reeeeally green now. Nothing was warped looking.. I can't put my finger on the words to explain how it looked.

Everything.. just, didn't look right. Normal. And my teeth.. were NOT where they were suppose to be. (I later figgured this out to be my tongue touching certain spots, and me actually thinking it was touching other spots)

Now.. mind you, my eyes are open at this point.. but, I thought I had closed them. The open eye visuals.. wern't so much, amazing, they were more, I honestly don't know how to put it. It's like something in my mind got detached. I couldn't recognize anything. Things, I use every day.
That cup.. this remote.. my lighter. WHAT IN THE HELL ARE THESE THINGS? sort of mind state.

This kept going on for what felt like an hour, closed eyes are to intense, open eyes are just to.. confusing. I had to keep switching between the two, in fear I might totally, 100% freak out.
But, all in all, it lasted, maybe 15 minutes, tops. I usually leave a little reminder of what time I started the journey. A few words on the computer screen, saying what time I took off. Just so when I come back, at least, most of the way, I can realize how long it's been.

I wouldn't say this was a bad trip.. at all really. It was just, completly, and totally unexpected. I'm not even sure there were entities. I'm not at all sure what I was seeing with eyes closed. Or if I was seeing anything, to be more precise.
Scary, is a good describing word for it.

It scared me. I think, more because I only used 2/3s my normal dose, and got.. well, results that were 1000x what I was expecting.

Has anything like this happened to any of you before? More-so, the dosage thing. Normally doing x amount, and than, doing a noticibly smaller dose, and.. getting results that were almost stronger than your strongest trip?

often efficiancy in dosing has a big impact.

Ya know.. at first, I thought I might be one of those people who needed a higher dose. I've tried different torch techniques. A litle less flame. A little more. That, on/off style. Sort of, brushing the flames back and forth.

But, after a while, I'd start to notice little crystals here and there, inside the pipe, forming days after.

Obviously.. my technique wasn't the best it could be. I cleaned out the pipe, recrystalized, of course. And, kept going.

This time, however, I think I just held the torch flame over the bowl, the whole inhalation, not close enough to burn, of course, just close enough to get the heat nice and concentrated.
This report was for my last journey, which was about two weeks ago.

No crystals have formed anywhere since then.

Thanks for that Ice House. It gives me a little more confidence, especially in my next journey.

It could be efficiency of smoking as Ice House suggests, DMT is a tricky compound to vaporize in portable smoking devices due to its low melting but relatively high boiling point. I know i've had times where 20mg was far more then enough to blast off. Other times i've used 40mg and managed to barely get any effect. There are so many variables to take into account.

But what I imagine is a big part, is just simply the bizarre whacky unpredictable world of DMT.

Everytime I think i've got a handle, or an idea on what DMT can do, some theme or template to its effect on the imagination, conscious or otherwise, DMT sends along an entity, smiling with a golf club. Next thing I realize I'm on my way to some new experience, defiant of all the other experiences. Extremely real very non-psychedelic trips, to the most intense psychedelic like trips i've ever had have occurred. But it always seems to change, surprise, and amaze. Maybe you were expecting something too much, almost had yourself convinced what you should be seeing. With your senses completely off, and unable to sense things 'stably' you let the fear build because you re-enforced it by trying to use other senses (all of which are pretty much gone on a good DMT hit)

I've found this extremly hard to try and put into words, but.. dmt has shown me, countless times, for lack of better words, just to not expect anything. Don't, think you know what's going to happen, because, 99% of the time, you'll be wrong.
I expected this to be one of the simpler trips I've had.
Low and behold, it has been one of the more/most intense journys yet.


I love your explanation here.



And, I think you might be right there, too. I think, rather, I know I was expecting something a little weaker, a.. lighter trip. Then.. once things started building, I sort of didn't expect it, and, started panicing. The thing with my teeth pushed me over the edge. I was so sure that they were moved around. My molars were where my front teeth were. My incisors were way in the back somewhere. Me, trying to use my senses to ground myself. And, they were all out of wack, and.. I believed in those moments, them to be true.

I think after this experience, I'll be more willing to just go with the flow. And not to expect, or 'know', what's probably going to happen this time around.
And.. having actually got it out, written it down, told somebody else about it. It.. gives me time to reflect on it deeper, to actually go back there, and, sort of re-see it, all over again.

It scared me at first.. but now, I almost wish I remembered what went on. I want to know what it was, exactly, that pushed me over the edge of 'everything'll be fine, it's just dmt' and dropped me into the ocean of 'nothing I'm seeing is making any sense, and this is starting to realy scare me'.

This sounds similar to all of mine. From the minor hair on the tongue feeling to thinking my armpit hair is twisted in a knot.

I have never had a breakthrough, even with high doses done in one hit, and stuff like that consumes my trip. It seems without breaking through and forgetting your body it instead becomes a focus. Every attempt I've had to break through has my body playing tricks on me to keep me distracted. 20Mg has me moving constantly and going between open and closed eyes.

Do you normally lose your body at 30mg? Perhaps this was your first sub breakthrough experience being only 20mg? Not having a breakthrough myself I can only speculate.

I like your take on it, ZeroFlight.

It does seem that way.. honestly. Even sometimes when I'd use my normal amount, I'd decide to keep my eyes open the whole time, and eventually it'd all come back to my body. This little weird spot here, that creepy feeling of something crawling around my neck. Never really going away until the colors of everything went back to normal.

I've been thinking this, more and more lately. It's only.. pure speculation though. But, it seems that smoalking dmt, it, consumes all of your senses. Fully loads them up, with sensations, and then, over fills them, which, turns into the awe inspiring closed eye visuals. A sensory overload, if you will.
Like.. if you're eating really spicey food. After a while, your mouth becomes so hot, you can't even taste the spice anymore. But it's still there. Or, if you've been outside, in the freezing cold for a long time, and you almost forget about the cold now, because you're just to cold.
These are kind of bad examples.. but, I hope you can see where I'm trying to go with it.

Maybe.. at 20mgs, my senses were at that point, being completly full, or extremly close to full, and, that's where it stopped. They just got filled up, and didn't have a chance to overflow. That's why.. my teeth felt strange as hell. The room, wasn't the same room I was in before, even though, I still knew in my head, that this was in fact, my bedroom. I just couldn't, believe it was. My senses were telling me otherwise.

Maybe it actually sub breakthrough territory. It was definitly one of the weirder experinces with dmt I've had to date.
There was alot of shifting back and forth in my seat, a real, uncomfortable feeling inside of me. Open and closed eyes seemed to blend together. I couldn't tell the difference between the two at certain points.

I think I may have to dose at 20mgs a few more times, before I can be completly certain.

I guess I do normally lose my body at 30. Once my eyes are closed.. or I can remember to close them, then.. I completly forget who I am/what I'm doing. And just.. watch the show. Little noises around me will always keep me, sort of aware though.. that, I'm still here, and this, is still my body. The heater clicking on and off. These cats.. prancing about. n:.
But yes, I suppose I could say that. Normally, I'm gone, bodyless, until I open my eyes again. No senses associated with my hands, or my face, or my body.. or anything. Besides, breathing, every once in a while.
The sense of breathing always comes and goes more often than any other.

And, your senses.. feeling like your armpit hairs twisted up into knots.. Oh man.. I can only imagine how strange that would feel. And.. how you wouldn't be able to not pay attention to it.
That was the exact same thing with my teeth. I couldn't help myself. I knew they were all jumbled up. And all of my focus went into that.

I know what exactly you are talking about. I like taking a hit sometimes and closing my eyes while facing a light bulb or light source.

I know EXACTLY how you felt, and have experienced similar things many times.

Please take a look at this when you get a chance.

https://www.dmt-nexus.me/forum/d...aspx?g=posts&t=35473