ROA: GVG

Substance(s):
3(ish)mg 2CB
Skunk /hash
A small amount of beer with supper
60mg Jungle Spice/White Caapi infused Changa (Cannabis, Sage, Jasmine, Blue Lotus)&
16mg Freebase

Time: 1hr 30min

So, last night I felt the urge to smoalk some spice. I had taken a very small dose of 2CB earlier in the day and my mind was having psychedelic flickerings already, particularly after a joint laced with some of my home made kief hash. I was in a good mood, my mind was open and receptive. Now was a good time.

I had been getting the call for weeks now, but have been putting it off -to be honest- out of fear. Nothing has ever made me poo my pants like DMT before, not even jumping out of a plane, it takes some serious resolve to do it. So, after preparing myself for another session of being a hyperspacial ragdoll, I set about meditating and saying a few words of prayer before launching. And then this ridiculousness happened:

I slowly smoked the bowl of Changa. I could feel my mind opening and the harmalas opening the space up. There was a vague twinkling of DMT, but not enough for a full launch. I sat there appreciating the glow, reflecting on life- you know, the usual low dose shenanigans. After that I felt ready for full immersion, so grabbed my trusty freebase vial, swapped the gauze for my scrubber pad and loaded up the genie, while still under the influence. Smooth

I sucked up all those yummy vapors in an instant and held my breath for as long as possible, wanting to make those mgs count! The room swirled and warped until all I could see was the flame of the candle in front of me. Well, that certainly wasn't a hallucination, but what was that coming out of the light?! Tumbling, oozing, excitedly gathering round me? I can only describe it as encountering some very lovely extrememly cute loving balls of fluffybunnycutepuppyadorablekitten light / energy that had a single eye and were very pleased to see me. They OOZED love and affection, much like a hyperspatial puppy would. There must have been about half a dozen of them and they would approach and then quickly retreat like curious children investigating a possibly dangerous insect in the garden.

They were so beautiful and innocent and pure. They were so lovely. They melted my heart and filled me with love. And then POOF! It was over. I was gutted - having enjoyed every second of that experience beyond anything the scope of normal 'sober' state of mind could offer, I felt cheated. I desperately wanted to go back and frolic with these angelic toddlers. But I couldn't. That was my lot, I know from past experience that smoalking moar won't take me back, and I shouldn't expect to go back - these things often backfire into something ugly I have learned.

As I returned to my senses I did a very strange yawn that was almost like a yawnsighburp type thing, my ears popped and tears welled up in my eyes. I sat there feeling utterly cleansed, centred and pure.

Lovely.

NICE!

It's experiences like this that make you wonder what you were so worried about in the first place

Only for the next experience to be a :evil:

That hyperspace is a crazy crazy place...

Dude I feel you on that, usually the second time around it's not all fun and games, then again, DMT never was

Glad to see you back Purges, loved the report.

Be well brother!

Consciously evades expectation. Like it lulls you in for a sucker punch, then dares you to come back, only to embrace you with melty squishy hugs.

I've seen bears in a fantasy forest who seemed to be guardians of some kind of vault(that I felt like kept some kind of secret), bears similar like in the new lorax movie. It's funny how DMT can show you the devil himself and then something so cute you have to laugh.

I very rarely go to the same place after smoking again, but couple times I have managed to do that, so at least one can try

I wonder if I was being shown my soppy side or whether these entities are not a part of me. This always fascinates the hell out of me. Particularly when Terence McKenna and many other people describe similar entities:

"Time & Mind" - Tykes

I think I might have had my first glimpse of these 'machine elves' that I hear everyone banging on about - and that I thought I had seen before. Indeed, i probably have, but in a different guise, seeing as they are 'transforming'. But it's this that also makes it so damn intriguing - are all the entities we see just different forms of the same beast? Are they demonic when we go there without good reason or in a bad / unfitting mood and super cute and friendly when we go with good intention / good will?

"...But what is astonishing and immediately riveting is that in this place there are entities - there are these things, which I call 'self transforming machine elves', I also call them self-dribbling basketballs. [laughter] They are, but they are none of these things. I mean you have to understand: these are metaphors in the truest sense, meaning they're lies! Uh, it's a jeweled self-transforming basketball, a machine elf. I name them 'Tykes' because tyke is a word that means to me a small child, and I was fascinated by the 54th fragment of Heraclitis, where he says: "The Aeon is a child at play with colored balls" ... and when you burst into the DMT space this is the Aeon - it's a child, and it's at play with colored balls, and I am in eternity, apparently, in the presence of this thing.

There are many of these things, but the main thing that's happening is that they are engaged in a linguistic activity of some sort, which we do not have words for, but it's visible language. They are doing the visible language trip. When you break into the space, they actually cheer! The first thing you hear when you pass across is this 'hhhyeaaaaaayyy' - you know the Pink Floyd song? "The Gnomes have Learned a New Way to Say Hoo-Ray"? This has gotta be what these guys were talking about; how else could it be? It doesn't make any sense otherwise."

Could it be my subconcious re-playing some old TM material in trip format? I don't think so, but as I learn over and over - nothing is certain.

Ah yes! I love it when they're all cute'n stuff! I've only had it go down once or twice, but its really unmistakable when DMT is acting CUTE! Just because thats the last thing I ever thought it would be... I expected the oceanic love for all existence and realizing that everything IS love and that love is just a place-holding term for some wonderful divine substance that we are all made of... I expected that, but NEVER did I expect them to be cute!

I Sometimes get this "hello-kitty" kindof thing going on? Like everything seems like its made of really cute (to a little girl) plastic or something like that... Always seems to happen below 21 milligrams.

i want one, i want one, i want one.

sounds like good times Mr P. ive never come across any tykes in my journeys but i certainly want to meet some of these little fella's, maybe they will come out to play tonight.

Did you venture back in or was it just one journey?

AFR - Yes, I certainly wasn't expecting the utter (as Orion described it in chat) 'Aggressively Cute' nature of the trip. I had certainly ingested more than 21mg of DMT, more like 35 I would think, but taken slower than usual and augmented by a small amount of harmala. And yes, I do get that sort of Hello Kitty type vibe sometimes, usually with strong elfy/ fairy type overtones and BEAUTIFUL fluttering eyes. I find at higher doses it starts getting more ridiculous and carnival like unless it decides to take me down the omnipotent / Godly route which tends to be quite solemn and awe inspiring. I like both but its nice to have a good light hearted fun fest once in a while.

3rdI - Me too! I would love to have one of these dudes bouncing about my house on the regular! It was just the one journey - the Changa had just enough harmala for me to smoke slowly and then jolt myself through the threshold with the freebase dose. I will certainly be aiming to get moar in my system next time.

I did try to go back, but after the first inhalation something didn't feel quite right so I backed off, I think if I had dosed more harmalas before smoalking it would have been easier to re-access, but since I had some 2CB on board I didn't really want to take any risks.

No point spoiling a lovely experience, i am trying to get back on good terms with Spice after getting my ass whooped... I have been dealing with a certain degree of anxiety when it comes to partaking after that, and raising the pipe to my lips often results in my heart trying to tear its way out of my chest

Fingers crossed you get a visit from these guys, maybe ask when setting your intentions? it's worth a shot. My intentions were to meet my higher self and to learn and to grow (I always feel 'learn and grow' is such a generic intention, but it seems to get good results).

I always wonder if everything that DMT shows is part of me, even if there are other conscious beings there. For example I often see "operators" of biomechanical machinery and can't help but wonder if it has something to do with my brain "wiring" on another level/dimension

This is the $1,000,000 question Mr. T! I guess on some level it is all 'self' - but then some times the idea seems laughable. I'll do what I usually do when i can't make my mind up: sit on the fence

Nice one Purgey. I think learn and grow is a great intention, in fact, probably my main and ultimate intention, trying to go in with zero expectations.

Sometimes you can be touched by emotions and feelings that are so blissful and loving, it feels like the very best place you could ever want to be, or very best situation you would ever want to be in, all wrapped up in love, safety and familiarity.

I think for this particular experience, everything was in place for a great journey. Your mindset, intention, set & setting and pre-flight preparation were spot on. It's not always possible to hit the nail on the head with each criteria; every single time, but you had the perfect blend and were rewarded.

I am happy you had such a great experience, you're a kind soul and you deserve it. This was a lovely report to read, thank you for sharing this with us.

Peace

Macre

Macre, you flatter me never the less your words put a big cheesy on my face! I think one of the first things I learned from DMT is that expectations have little place in hyperspace. I often laugh at myself for the way I treat it, but every now and then i have an experience that reminds me why I am such a cautious beast around it

I would love for all my friends and family to experience that blissful, loving side of DMT - Such experiences are extremely nourishing to some deep part of my being, but sharing, sadly for the most part is out of the question, I don't think that most of them are prepared for the other side of the coin...

No problemo Purges my brother I absolutely agree that expectations have very little place in hyperspace, in fact, the opposite is true. We get what we need, not necessarily what we want, I think you're right to be cautious.

I believe that for the most part, the people who experience DMT to the fullest, are of a certain ilk. You have to be open to, and accept the fact that; at any given time, anything could meet you at the other side of that door.

Peace

Macre