I don't think that the concept of viewing molecular processes is a new one. Many researchers delve into this, and the intuitions that South American shamans have had through ayahuasca use which many have expressed through their art-work. The book The Cosmic Serpent contains many compelling images of intertwining serpents and seemingly globular entities resembling animal and plant cells. Seeing that these tryptamines have voices of their own that are apparently able to transmit knowledge such as the formula for making potent neurotoxins for poison darts, and far stranger things, though a 1g hit sounds a bit extreme in my opinion. Seeing that people experience ego-death and observe the birth and death of universes on 50mg, why overload to such a degree. I'd say you're rather lucky to have had a comfortable time if you were actually able to take a whole gram, I would think that sort of dose would leave one catatonic for at least a few hours.

Taking multiple 30 mg doses in conjunction with aya and nasal DMT makes me a jabbering, raving lunatic. I kept that up for at least 4-6 hours and never got near a gram of consumption.

I am pretty sure that anywhere near a gram would require somebody else to administer it to me as I lay there in a pile of fractal oblivion.

Awesome trip for real. I've only done DMT once, though i'm hoping for another journey soon. The thing about it is, this experience isn't that far from mine. I'm not sure how much I smoked, but it was far less than a gram for sure. I encountered an Egyptian God as well. It communicated with me through a vibratory, universal language that manifested through my physical body, enabling my friends to experience it as well. After that first journey, my back pain is gone and my intuitive knowledge has sky rocketed. My creativity is at an all time high and things have never been better. I never saw a light at the end of the tunnel that I was in, but I did leave the tunnel. I came out into a blue sky. I was riding a winged creature. It had large, white wings. They were beautiful. After that, I returned to the God in the tunnel. When I had awoken and conversed with my friends, they said that thier cat came up to me as the language manifested through my physical body. The cat apparently sat with its paw on my leg and listened. This seems to further validate the Egyptain Gods presence seeing as how cats were sacred in Ancient Egypt. Regardless, I understand a good bit of what you're talking about and I didn't need that much DMT. I am very spiritually connected with my inner self, so that may be why I encountered this without such a high dosage.

Thanks for sharing.

Awesome about the egyption theme and your cat and it paw! Plus you spoke some language your friends said. (thats why recording trips is important!)
I heard smoking blue lotus flower and DMT can give you egyption themes, or so aomeone said.
I have some blue lotus flower I will try sometime. I love egyption stuff! Also love dungons n dragons.

Sounds like a profound experience to me as well; in other words, as Gibran2 aptly stated, one typical of properly vaporizing 25-30mgs.

The real thing about this is that smoking a gram of spice in one go is just not reality in any way. Sure, you can dump that amount on your coffee table, set it on fire, stand over the top, attempt to breathe deeply and then tell all your friends that you've smoked a gram of spice, but a properly administered dose will just not physically allow you to do this. Motor control tends to go bye-bye after a fraction of that amount. Those who claim otherwise are lying or just ain't doin' it right.

The other thing about this is that it's irresponsible and dangerous to promote this kind of fantasy. Some will take this guy at his word, and never having had the experience of being COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY shattered by real world doses anywhere within the 25-60mg range, will believe they need some ridiculous amount, overshoot and become horribly traumatized.

Spiritually connected or not, this is a drug that delivers specific responses within specific dosage ranges (as multi-faceted and seemingly random as the experience they produce may be). The trick is correctly administering the dose. If the right amount doesn't cross the blood brain barrier within the necessary time frame, you'll never get a big response and assume it's because you're a bad ass - but I promise you that DMT is bigger and badder than you are.

I believe that once a certain pont (in terms of dosage) is reached, the mind disconnects from the body and the 'high' becomes purely of imagination and/or consciousness.
I say this for all drugs.
If you take an ungodly amount of just about anything, at a certain point, you simply stop feeling the physiological effects of the said drug and are taken to an entirely higher dimension of it, purely mental.
The difference of course between a psychedelic vs. a dissociative, stimulant, opiod etc. is the possibility of dying while in this state (and obviously, the differences of the state induced).

Anyways, the point Im trying to make is based on what Ive gathered from my experiences with overdoses.
The few times I've overdosed on dangerous chemicals, my body has completely shut off and I've either completely blacked out or become extremely unconscious in my actions.

The one and only time I overdosed on ayahuasca (happened to be my first time too) also, an ungodly amount. And again, It basically just put me in an unconscious state. Undoubtedly, I was going through the most intense experience of my life - but my body and my consciousness was completely disconnected.
I had no time to ascertain the situation, I was simply a passenger or victim (however you prefer) of the experience.

Overdoses pretty much equal the entirety of yourself getting merked. You become overtaken by the substance and have no option other than to simply ride it out.

Lastly, I'd like to say I think It's hard to get to these kind of states (to tip yourself overboard) because there's such a tremendous fear that's part of it...
but from what I've gathered from my personal experiences (whether accidental or intentional) is that I have ALWAYS held these experiences closest to my heart.
There's something about getting "that lost" in it, going "that deep" - that it instills this profound appreciation for the experience.

No one can argue against the fact -> the deeper you go, the more profound it will be. This is obvious.
The question is... isn't this what most of us are looking for? - an unimaginable, ultra-divine experience?
So then why is there so few who will actually willingly and intentionally put themselves in this position?
Doubt, maybe. I dont know. But we all are fucking terrified, I can tell you that for sure.
We all know fifty hits of acid isn't going to kill you - yet... no one is willing to take that leap and see what will come of it.

50 hits of acid might not kill you, but you might not come back, dead is not necessarily the worst outcome.

I think this is what a lot of us deemsters are looking for, and achieving to various degrees, with DMT. Why so few? You're right, fear is a big factor, but I also think complacency plays an equal part: it's much easier to watch that rerun of Seinfeld you've seen a hundred times than it is to intentionally stand naked before the awesome majesty of this universe of ours.

It’s true by definition that the deeper you go the more profound it will be. Aren’t the words “deep” and “profound” in this context more or less synonymous?

However, you are wrong in believing that, for all doses, a higher dose produces a deeper experience. As you suggested, beyond a certain dose level, a likely result is unconsciousness. I would not consider unconsciousness during an experience with no later memory of the experience to be “profound”.

Here’s an analogy for you:

When you listen to your favorite music at very low volume – so low that you can’t really hear it – the experience isn’t very pleasant. In fact, it can be frustrating. As the volume is gradually increased, one appreciates the music more and more. Subtleties that were absent at low volume become apparent at higher volume. The clarity and complexity of the sound increases, as does the pleasure of listening, with an increase in volume.

One may think that there’s no limit to this – that continually increasing the volume will continually increase the listening pleasure. But as most people know, this isn’t the case. At a certain volume, what was previously pleasurable music becomes painful noise.

The same is true of DMT. It doesn’t take much to have a very good experience, and it doesn’t take much more to have a very unpleasant experience or a non-experience due to unconsciousness or complete amnesia.

For you guys talking about the 50 hits of acid, more than that has been done before unintentionally where the person returned to there "normal" state. I would not be surprised at all if someone has taken 50+ hits on purpose.

The thing is tho its much different to vaporizing 1gram of dmt in you will black out before the dose is administered. With lsd you can just shovel the stuff in with enough time to take a ridiculous amount.

... but, but, mine goes to ELEVEN...!!

But seriously, no matter how often you tell people, some are going to blow their ears off and tell others they enjoyed it... (often saying, of course, that they went to eleven on a scale of ten). One gram properly administered will send a small rural community to hyperspace and back.

LOL
Yeah!!

Do you think that if you break through the break through there will be another break through to break through?

What if you break through the breakthrough and then while in the breakthrough you breakdance through the next breakthrough!
~Spice moonwalk~ \m/

I think there are really two separate and interlinking dangers with psychedelic use, with the actual physical intensity or degree of the hallucinogenic effect, being a peril of lesser magnitude when compared to how the user or victim reacts to the experience. This I feel is not as much a problem with DMT, as it is with other psychedelics as the all encompassing nature of the experience tends IME to act like an enveloping safety blanket- an inability to move, meaning an inability to do stupid or dangerous things!

The most awful and literally terrorizing experience I ever had on psychedelics was not, one that was in any way a mental overdose nor was it attained through the industrial and ridiculous power of a DMT experience, but instead through a combination of LSD and cannabis. The result in short, was psychotic breakdown, a bullying persecutory psychosis that leaked violently from within vomiting out into external reality (all over my family as I seem to recall). It was the very definition of hellish schizophrenia, and is still all there today, though thanks to Aya and years of integration, I have started to come to terms with it.

The dose was relatively high, but no higher than many preceding it, with the mental and physiological effects of panic, eventually I think dwarfing the effects of the chemicals themselves. I guess what I am trying to talk about here is the chemical effect of fear in itself -let alone panic and terror- in combination with psychedelic substances.

On the other hand, many years later I returned to psychedelics using Ayahuasca (analogues mainly) and occasionally HBWR. I had come to better terms with this terrorizing experience, though the greatest qualification really I suppose was that I had grown up and come to terms with myself, realizing at this point as well, never to approach such experiences, in terms of good or bad, and to embrace both as necessary aspects of life. Saying to your self before hand ‘I hope I don’t have a bad trip’ is as many know the most effective method of producing one.

About 3 years ago I experienced what I perceive as a genuine psychedelic overdose, and not -as above- merely a colossal f*ck up brought on by paranoia and an inability to deal with myself and my sub-conscious manifestations. The techniques I was using (embracing and facing) to cope, had I suppose become too successful creating a smug overconfidence which in turn led to what I am reasonably certain will be my last overdose with such psychedelics (lysergic). It taught me that there was indeed a level -at least for me- that shouldn’t be exceeded and that after a certain point the brain will become strained, overworked and very possibly damaged. With all of these things I realize now there is no need to go beyond a certain point. It patently isn’t a case of the further you go, the more you will learn, but after a point, actually the opposite (f*cked up!).

It is understandable, and although often people merely want tee-shirts, stating that they’ve been further than all others, there is also the flawed mentality that says ‘well if 5 taught me this much, what then will 6 teach me?’

I was using the Madagascan strain of HBWR, and over a period of about 3 hours ate about 20- 25. I remember coming too thrashing around inside a mosquito net, oblivious to my location. It was rather like a dissociative reaction, carried off again to the outer limits of my own personal hell and psychosis, with overwhelming psychotic compulsions to castrate myself or bite my own fingers off, in I suppose, some bizarre attempt at relieving the metal tension. The sheer intensity was simply too much, far too much of a sensory overload and head fuck, the sheer force alone physically pushing me around my bedroom.

Where as the psychotic break when I was seventeen was really a result of an inability to deal with what my subconscious was telling me -about myself- this was simply tooo much madness from the very beginning. This time however despite the almost irresistible urge to run from death, horror, and endless humiliation, I grasped the futility in doing so, and realized that above all, moving/fighting could like the last time be utterly disastrous. Terror not diminished I lay down surrendered and died.

Interesting thing for me here is despite the intensity of the experiences above it in no way compares to the psychedelic intensity of hyperspace, and yet hyperspace on many levels is a much safer and cleaner experience. When I enter the DMT realm, I am more an observer, and there is always a portion of my brain that is unaffected by the insanity, where as with LSD or HBWR type substances (with cannabis especially), I am very much the protagonist and utterly insane.

My psychotic LSD experience happened 11 years ago now, and due to its god awful repetitiveness and demonic sadism still exists deep within my psych today, with ayahuasca (analogues) still often going to work on it. It’s rather ironic you might say that a psychedelic is now these days helping me to come to terms, with the immense damage that a psychedelic once did!

I think though as many will often point out here, the ultimate lesson is responsibility. At seventeen I was simply a foolish child messing about with things far more powerful and potential dangerous than I ever could have imagined, and didn’t then (echoing Hoffman here) have a stable sense of identity, much too concerned and persecuted by my illusive reputation/identity.

I think this is maybe why many who have had these psychotic experiences with psychedelics may come on here boldly saying things such as ‘well you’ve never been as far as me’ as to their eyes anyone having experienced such genuine terror, would certainly not every week be happily jumping back into it. Such terrors are often casually dismissed as ‘bad trips’ when for the victim, they were more like gang rapes in the midst of a deathly war zone, merciless brutality at the hands of a sadistic subconscious/community.

I think what separates these experiences from the average bad trip is the fact that these are often genuinely psychotic experiences, and perhaps more rare. Everything that happens to the victim, everything he sees, and is told, is -as for the schizophrenic- experienced as fact and reality. This can for example be literally terrorizing if -as in my case- he is told he is about to be tortured to death in the most painful way imaginable!

I was reading an article or E book recently that was basically saying that the horror stories about psychedelics were all media and government inventions, largely it seemed because the author had after thousands of trips never had one. This I felt was as ridiculous as the statement that all psychedelics are evil, as I know only too well myself, that the consequences of irresponsible use of psychedelics could potentialy be utterly catastrophic. After all, I got off easy…

Wolf

tl;dr

Break-ception.

OK Brother, you're starting to get the hang of it... It is nice to finally hear of someone who enjoys the mega doses...

A couple years ago I posted "Am I A Psychedelic Hyperspace Anomaly?" https://www.dmt-nexus.me/forum/default.aspx?g=posts&t=7335

I have regularly smoked more than 2 grams in a sitting of 6 to 8 hours. I have since then actually pushed 4 grams inside of 8 hours. I can tell you from experience that the ideal amount is 1 to 2 grams coupled with about 800 mg Harmaloid freebase (I've refined that process over the years).

If you don't give enough time between dosing it is extremely wasteful. If I gave it a week between dosing then it took 2 to 3 grams to get to and spend significant time in the place I like to be (full body writhing vibrating talking in tongues babbling completely out of body spiritual orgasm). On the other hand, if I gave it a month between dosing it took around 1 to 1.5 grams to reach and spend similar time in that state of existence. What I have since discovered, THE BEST WAY is to first take 100-200 mg of Harmaloid freebase orally and take 800-1200 mg DMT orally (I put them in pill capsules and can put about 200mg in each capsule) then measure out a gram or two of pure white DMT and another half gram of Harmaloid and keep that out for smoking and hide the rest of the stash (if I don't hide it, I'll smoke it till it is gone). Immediately after swallowing down the 5 to 10 pills I immediately smoke some Harmaloid freebase, usually about 50-70 mg. Then I smoke as much pure white as I can out of the 1 to 2 gram pile. By the end of 6 to 8 hours the only thing that has been consistent is that I never have any clothes on I have thrown up in the waste basket (which I always put beside me before I swallow that first pill) and I have smoked all that I left out for myself. I LOVE IT!!!

I will say that I had wondered how much of an immunity build up had to do with it so over a year ago I took 3 months off but there wasn't much difference, I still loved the mega doses right away. I then decided to clean out so I have taken an 8 month period of nothing but I will be going back to the SpiceWay again in a couple weeks or so (just waiting on an delivery from Brazil) and I plan on the method I mentioned above doing a combination of pharma and fuma huasca.

Oh my god. This is what you get when one full of shit nincompoop posts a ridiculous fish story - a pissing contest from every other full of shit nincompoop reading it.

No pissing contests, nincompoops. Take them over to the shroomery.

Maybe he's just a hard head...but wow that's a lot of DMT.

Yeah... That's roughly 50mgs every 10 minutes straight for 8 hours. In other words, it's a lie...

Regardless, we're not going to go there, friends. Mr. 4 grams in 8 hours is now on a one month's vacation. If anyone else would like to challenge him for the crown of baddest high dose tall tale, they are welcome to join him in limbo.