I just...(oh yeah, not me someone else whatever) finished my first series of experimental pulls using a few diffrent teks. I got mostly white fluffy n-DMT but I also got some yellow waxy clay like stuff in small amounts from some of the experiments that wheren't quite so successful. I figured this must be DMT oxide. I mixed them all together thinking that a wider spectrum is gonna give the most interesting experience.
Some of it I had washed with (distilled)H2O and NA2CO3. Some of it I didn't wash at all.
None of it was re-xtalized.
I don't know what a "break through" is...I have pondered it and though about looking it up in the forums but havn't had time.
Besides, I'm pretty sure I know what is ment by this term as I have actually injected a large amount of 5-Meo-n-DM-n-T before (see my post under introductions if interested).
I have heard and read that one shouldn't do deamsters alone.
I have heard and read this ingeneral about hallucinogens.
I have never followed this advice, I love to trip alone in silence without distraction or outside input.
I've only tried small doses of my total yeild so far and just now decided to "go for the gusto!" so to speak so I loaded up a rather large hit (maybe 35-50mg?) and took a nice long pull.
SOMETHING WEIRD HAPPENED!
I barely blew out even a slight vapor and was happy to observe that I was breathing regularly without effort (somtimes I gotta pay attention to this and remember to breath).
My vision split into like double or quadruple images, as if blurry vision but crisp and well defined. Highly defined
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THEN ALL OF MY HAIR STOOD ON END AS I FELT STATIC FLOW THROUGH ME FROM...?
Realy! I didn't hallucinate this!
Through out the experience I felt as if I was being pestered by a flying bug or two. I had the sudden feeling that something was in my mouth or had flown in and I can not for sure say that I observed little black ...slivers?... flying about...seems like it but I couldn't catch one or maybe I couldn't see sraight enuf to clearly verify them. I have had this feeling before, it's very annoying and I usualy make a point of ignoring it.
I though of this (and other petty worries, concernes and discomforts) as being nerosis manifest and distracting me from the whole of the experience.
Like when meditating and one has 'breaks' in concentration.
Funny I didn't think to use a mantra at that point.
Voices came through the radio and even through the frequency of energy that composes matter saying "He won't be distracted..." or something to that extent. Messages and phrases (communication)came to me inserted into music or even strange syntheseisa of reality perceived and reality interpreted.
I know that last statment makes almost no sense and says very little that is comprehensable. Sorry
I got the feeling and perceptions that I was being observed in a way that was beyond my comprehension and there was a slightly sinister feel to it all but not to scary.
I've encountered this before and usualy it (or they?) feels much more evil.
The thing is this; after I had returned to at least a ++ or a + I went to the sink to spit (finally) and looked in the mirror.
MY HAIR HAD DEFINATLY BEEN STOOD UP STRAIGHT ON END BY HYDROGEN IN ION! It is now a fuzzy mess!
In my life the paranormal isn't so "para" as much as it is "normal". Yet this is one of the strangest phenomena I have ever observed. I have my own little hypothesis about it but I really hope someone else on this forum can relate to this and has some input about it for me.
In this world there are adults and there are children. In fact the world is filled with children; they are angry and hurt, frightened and abused, lazy and ignorant, stubborn and hateful. The world hates an adult and they would rather cause their peers to fail at any venture of self improvement before having to step up and improve their selves so as to maintain pecking order and evidence of the lowley opinion they have of each other. The best of them enslave the others so that they all consume and destroy all there lives in order to satisfy their immense greed claiming that they are providing a future for their legacy and never question the possibility of doing better in order to leave a real future for the children they will leave behind on this, our Earth. They pretend that it is impossible and when cornered they admit their apathy saying that they won't be around to suffer the out come. They hate the adults for exposing their immense weekness. The total failure that they call success. Mean while the adults strive to minimize their own impact and perpetually work to undo the damage already done. The adults who already know; they are the children of tomorrow.