Hello,

My actual name, or more simply my designation, is a distinct odor. I'd love to impart this on you (physically), but sadly, this is impossible.

Anyway, I recently finished my second semester of organic chemistry and I'm completing the lab portion of the course this summer. The lab designed to teach us the technique of extraction struck me, I always thought that it was an intensely complex procedure in all cases. I remembered something I must've read about DMT extraction, and here you find me.

I'd say I'm familiar with altered states of consciousness. My most intense experience wasn't from a psychedelic drug- It was after binging on a popular "research chemical", 2-dpmp, and going without sleep or food for an extended period of time. I went insane temporarily, or close to insane, I thought I was a profit sent by God- I would just sort of zone out and have these "visions" periodically. I would write down everything I thought was being revealed to me, which later turned out to be incoherent ranting. These revelations, which made perfect sense to me at the time, however, rendered me completely ecstatic. I felt love for everything and everyone. I thought I finally understood my purpose and knew the truth, it became my mission to let other people know so they could feel the same way I did. This instead only terrified my family and friends and caused my mother to drive 8 hours to where I was and take me to the hospital. I was indignant about it for weeks, still fully believing the products of my drug induced delusions.

This experience was during an extremely hard time in my life, I was having trouble adjusting to the idea that there could be no objective meaning or truth and was regularly engaging in prolonged related discussions with my peers, becoming extremely depressed and just behaving recklessly. I've since paid the price for my actions, I'll leave it at that.

I've always had a fairly positive relationship with psychedelics proper- I have more reasonable expectations from them than I might have in the past. Basically, I just want to be able to love and be able to connect with other people and know what prevents me from doing so. In that respect, I love things like LSD and mushrooms and am looking for something similar by experimenting with DMT.

Thanks for reading

hello Rat. Welcome to the nexus.

I did something like this once during an intense pharma night. I took my old journal and began scribbling wildly in it, flipping to random pages and making marks that at the time made perfect sense, like I was encoding some magical cypher for me to discover divine revelations the next morning.......though the next morning I found I'd just scribbled incoherently, ruining several journal entries in the process.

Welcome aboard.

thanks both for the welcomes

welcome to the nexus, if you get out of it anything like I have in a short space of time, then I am sure you will enjoy every minute of it

welkom!

It sounds like you had some sort of psychosis, or at least some serious trouble landing your feed back down to earth? (pretty scary when you think about it).
Why are you seeking out the use of more psychedelics even when you had such a profound warning that these kind of drugs might not be the best choice for you?
Next time you have a strong experience you might harm someone or yourself because you "think" it's the right thing to do.

Whenever I hear about people who loose there minds for weeks it really worries me that they want to continue there use. Be careful would be my advise (putting it carefully since i just read your short story) you might regret things when the weeks of detachment become longer or more troublesome, resulting in loss of job or unability to continue studies, keeping friendships etc...

take care