Without going into too much detail I'd love to share with the Nexus an encounter I had while vapeing. I'll start by admitting that i'm still very new at this. I've been experimenting slowly over the last year. Partially due to a busy life style and family issues that can leave me feeling drained but partially due to the fact that despite my psychedelically colorful and diverse background in supposedly similar realms I am floored by the sub break through experiences that I have achieved thus far.

Anyways, a friend came over that day that wanted to try it. We had been talking about this for months and we're good friends. We hung out for a couple hours first. Meditated, she wasn't sure that she was ready so we hung out for a couple more hours laughing and enjoying each others time before she decided she was ready. This was my first time assisting someone else as only a few times prior I had a wise friend assist me my first few times. So inside with sunlight coming in the windows about mid day I weighed out 15mg's. There were a couple misfires as if there wasn't enough spice in there since it was a fresh screen being used, so I added another 15mg. Then I basically worked the machine for her so all she had to do was inhale. She got a medium sized hit it seemed like, held it in, and sat quietly eyes open and relaxed for a good five minutes before slowly coming back and speaking about how weird it was and how she felt it was similar to shrooms but way deeper, so overall she reported a good medium threshold experience.

That's when I got the idea that I should hit this machine and see what was wrong with it since it didn't seem to be hitting very well for her. Maybe it was dripping down? Prior to this I had been getting medium sized hits while testing out the machine thinking I was getting it to function properly while only noticing nice mild side effects. So I figured it'd be safe to try and hit this thing to see what I could get (vape cloud wise) if I just blew it out quickly enough boy did I misjudge haha.

So I begin to hit this and i'm listening to her tell me about her trip so i'm not paying attention to how much i'm getting. Next thing I know my lungs are full and I blow out this giant cloud the first words out of my mouth are "uh oh" as my reality zaps into being covered in these intricate patterns that really shouldn't be called patterns but.. thats all I can think of to describe it and my living room has transformed into this sub break through hyperspace room that i've been to before. The depth perception is indescribable and the room also has pillars. It wasn't bad but I could feel it sucking me in and I was resisting because all I wanted at that moment was to be in my living room with my friend that I loved. And thats when it hit me. This overwhelming powerful feeling of love towards my friend. It wasn't necessarily in the context of "the love between a man and a woman" It was definitely more of an over powered "love for humanity, for the other" if you will. While feeling this it was as if I was radiating out color around me and I slowly came back to my living room laughing and jumping up to grab some water as I still slowly drizzled back into this reality During the trip I was also talking out loud to the experience as I usually do so we cracked up about that too.

I was also overwhelmed with this "feeling message" from the spice that it recognized me and wanted me to come again and that it was happy that I brought my friend and we chuckled about that since she reported the feeling that she was scanned.

I'll end it with that. But it was a good experience I just plan to be a bit better prepared next time, and to go with some of this intent I have welling up inside of me.

It's nice to have a friend to share this experience with...Psilocybin always made me feel that "universal love" feeling towards everyone and all things, but with DMT, I get very antisocial. It's not that I dislike people around me, I just enjoy being completely alone before, during, and after a DMT experience.

Yeah I can definetly understand that, as you want to get into your mind set for the trip. For me it definetly has to be the right kind of people to make it work. I only have one or two other friends besides this one that it would work with. But when I come back I always want someone there to kind of help me realize i'm back and everythings okay haha. But I guess thats what cats are for

I would always want someone nearby just so I could talk their ear off when I'm back. Don't need them while I'm there though. That just invites noisy distraction.

Do you find talking about the trip cathartic/therapeutic afterwards? I personally used to, but after too many people not caring or not taking it seriously (ie., thinking that my intention was just getting really messed up as opposed to a spiritual experience), I keep it to myself now. I still have yet to meet a person in real life that feels the same connection to these experiences I do.

I used to be around more like-minded people, but not so much as of late. The same can be applied even to posting on the Nexus. Sometimes a really meaningful experience can be downplayed or seem to go rather unnoticed, but sometimes it gets posters enthusiastic, so you take that gamble here as well.

That's also true, but I feel it's a little different on the internet. The fact that I have hair down to my waist, haven't shaved in months, and wear torn and ripped clothes (even though I could just go to a store and buy intact ones) doesn't really come into play here. But if I was enthusiastically expounding upon the medicinal effects of DMT, Psilocybin, Marihuana, etc. to a person in real life, he or she would take one look at me, and I would just get blown off and labeled as "that hippy stoner kid." Of course this isn't true all the time...but it has been in my recent experiences.

Speaking of Psilocybin, that's one drug that really gives me a "connected" feel to other people. After a trip, I usually feel revitalized and energetic about interacting with others. However, with DMT, I feel a residual stronger connection to all things around me, at the expense of losing interest in socializing.

Some times I think I take the spice too seriously. Or at least I'm still working the kinks out as far as how I want to go about understanding what this thing is and what it's actually doing and that has led me to that feeling that I need someone there to talk to when I get back so I am sure that I am really back. But I feel like with more time and experience I'll be a lot more comfortable blasting off completely alone. The people that I have had around me while blasting off have been great they sit far away and quietly. I never feel like i'm being watched or anything. Though obviously its a bit boring for them [insert cat] haha. I'll say though that the two people I hang out with offline that I trust and are interested in this stuff see it completely different. My "mentor" if you will or the one who first brought me to the spice treats it like it's mind candy. Like its a toy. The friend who accompanied me for this journey is athiest so she doesn't know what to make of it yet. Every body is different and accepting people for their differences and lack of understanding is just part of the game of life when it comes to everything obviously so don't take it to heart when others don't understand. If anything it just makes those understanding connections even greater when they do occur as seldom as they might be.

I used to get pretty offended when people didn't take the whole topic seriously anymore, but I find it difficult to care now, and I think a big part of that was my decision to began tripping alone (on all hallucinogens, not just DMT). The only drug that I feel comfortable indulging in in a social situation is Marihuana.

I've never indulged in DMT with others around, and I think that (personally) the experience is stronger this way. Having no one there as soon as you exit the realm to remind you of what's real or not kind of makes the experience that much deeper and makes you feel that much more disconnected.

I had this wonderful girlfriend once. We had a huge supply of shrooms for almost a year and she wouldn't do them too often. I on the other hand was munching them all the time. She always kept asking about my hallucinations and about my feelings. But sometime even live, during the trip ..and I remember I would start explaining the wild ideas to her and she would help me focus on the trip even better. that used to be awesome

and she always showed real profound interest and fascination. it was stimulating.

but with most other people I hide the fact that I am sometimes tripping balls.

Unfortunately I am currently in a society where even most of the young people think substances are bad and should be avoided ... so dmt is more personal here along with other stuff