I had done 4-aco-dmt in moderate amounts a while back, but I took a break from psychedelics altogether until I did 4-aco-dmt again yesterday. I wanted an extremely intense trip to put me directly in that ontological realisation that I've had many times before and yet still find so hard to fully grasp when I'm not in an altered state. I've used psychedelics in comparatively light doses several times over the past few months, but those instances only made me realise that my threshold for "face-melting" has increased since I started using psychedelic drugs a few years ago.
Anyways, I had a tray of 4-aco-dmt residue that's been sitting in my bathroom for over a month now. I was putting the substance on blotters when I spilled quite a bit. I was able to salvage the amount that had spilled but had no way of knowing how much 4-aco-dmt it actually was (that's why I waited so long before finally deciding to use it). I put a shot-glass worth of warm water in the tray and swirled it around to dissolve all of the powder residue. After pouring back into the glass, I had a shot of opaque black liquid. It looked ominous, like poison, but I knew it would bring the experience I needed.
The substance kicked in quickly, giving me maybe 15 minutes to throw together a youtube playlist of trance music. My plan was to take a quick shower, then spend the day listening to music while laying in bed. It was hard to focus in the shower; I kept forgetting which part of my body I had just washed, so it took longer than usual. Plus the water felt amazing and even the sound of the water was entrancing. Not to mention that your naked body always looks beast-like when tripping (it does for me, at least).
By the time I got in bed, I was starting to fall into oblivion. The trip was incredibly similar to smoked DMT! I found myself moving through portals that took me to bizarre dimensions of reality, hyperspace, and identity. I was bombarded by hyper-real entities and insights. I eventually found myself in an omniscient state that transcended the concepts of time and space. I experienced life through the bodies of friends, family, movie characters, and prehistoric animals. I died and was reborn a hundred times. I was the Ouroboros, cannibalizing my own being; riding the fine line between existence and nonexistence. At one point, I realised that I finally understood the concept of Opti. On the few occasions that I came back to my physical body, I found myself either crying, drooling, or both.
I could go on, but what's the point. I'm sure most of you have been there/done that.
When I finally came to, more than 5 hours had passed. The come-down wasn't very pleasant. To come back to this meek mind and body after experiencing such a thing was depressing to say the least. I felt old and grey and weak in spirit. My eyes and ears were over sensitive, and any visual or auditory simulation was painful. This sensitivity faded over the next 5 hours but was replaced by a splitting headache that wouldn't let me sleep. In retrospect, I think I was just very dehydrated.
Anyways, I've never done mushrooms, so I don't know how that experience compares. To be honest, I've always considered mushrooms to be far too expensive, so I'll probably never know. Despite the headache afterwards, this is definitely an experience that I want to repeat. In fact, I'd like all of my psychedelic experiences to be this intense from now on, and I'd also like to cut back on how often I engage in psychedelic experience. An experience like this 4-6 times per year would be idea, I think.
Every day I am thankful that I was introduced to psychedelic drugs.