...the first experience i had with my close pal's extracted fun....
he packed me a 50mg hit on an ash substrate.
i took the first hit as deep as i could. released it 20 seconds later.
then proceeded to take what i thought was the rest, and hold it in.
15-20 second later i was so scared at the rate my heart was pumping.
i felt that the stimuli i was to gain from the room i was in was useless.
rolling over into my pillows, i let the second hit go.
def realized it was in me longer then i thought seeing as i blew nothing out but coughed like a model-t.
guess i got distracted. the first sign of my departure was the flashes of patterns.
i opened my eyes quickly to make sure i was where i thought i thought i was.
my friend laughed at the curious look i must have had on my face.
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distorted line patterns started to make up a horse-like figure.
i lay there examining this entity to the best of my ability.
without words i was taught about responsibility and self-respect.
it was rather quick and the only ultra-vivid occurrence i can remember.
i think he had on a graduation cap too.
i had a really good one a couple of days later outside, where in 1 sitting, i smoked
75mg between
2 bowls.but that sick shit will have to wait till the next time im bored enough to write about my personal gains from dmt!!!
i mean honestly....i think im the only one who cares! :arrow: ha!
"It's like taking peyote and sneezing slowly for 6 hours!" - Ron Swanson