DMT Diary Feb 3 2015, (date of writing feb 10, 1am)
0:00 cannabis tinture, fairly heavy dose
1:05 21mg harmalas sublingual
1:50 Blue Lotus/valarian tincture tea
2:20 180mg ACRB changa taken in two water pipe hits
3:20 Back to baseline-ish

I have waited to write this one. The night of the experience I was unable and wanted to lie down when it was passing. It was intensely transcendent but the body load at the end was concerning.

I had quite a bit of preflight anxiety.Starting with a cannabis tinture, in retrospect maybe too many drops for what I was doing with it. It came on slow and steady peaking around changa time. I made a strong blue lotus tea with a pinch of fumaric acid and a few drops of valarian extract which I drank after taking the harmalas and letting those soak in. I breath deep and slow and wait until my heartrate slows and relaxes (almost).

I decided to work with the changa instead of freebase. after 2 long deep hits (I may have went for three) I was cascading down the borders of hyperspace. The walls of bricks with neon symbols eyes in the walls sizing me up. The wall is alive, it is a sentry. A calculation occurs in the neon, gorgeous syncopated symbol and pattern generation flows through the bricks. I begin to slide downward very quickly the wall curves and a tubular dark portal opens. At its base another wall and another cascading code and another dark tube. This time we go up, fast. I am letting go, observing.

Suddenly it is if I am in a machine fairy arena. Beings so intricate and delicate with flashing symbols on their breasts. Somehow it almost gives me the feeling like I am watching a game or a pageant. I want to move on and I do. Upwards I am suddenly enfolded in the silken wings of another being with glowing, ever morphing symbols in its core I can feel its energy surround me. Scanning me. and suddenly I dive deep into a blue abyss that suddenly teems with life. Lives waiting their turn to be is the perception I am feeling communicated. Translucent white bodies. like tadpoles. Enormous tadpoles with hundreds of eyes and rows of teeth with giant molars swimming right toward me. Actually through me. I fear one will want to inhabit my body but they do not appear interested in me. I feel their energy as they brush past me, penetrating through my aura. I sink down over a murky black and there I see murky dark tentacled beings. The appearance of suffering.

I say out loud "get me out of here!" I hear a lesson spoken here and it says "you have to be able to see this if you want to also experience beauty in its fullest". I take a breath and chant the OM. I rise up over a landscape that seems made of dark sand and 2 statues that look like Anubis in a way are being revealed through the blowing sands. I am witnessing and being privy to another level of ancient knowledge and history. As this realization sinks in the DMT is fading. (I think this may be the jumping off point for my intention hopefully on the new moon.)

Afterward though I still felt wobbly for sometime. Dogs barked outside and I felt alerted to danger. The anxiousness I could perceive was a product of my own reactions and that they were of the mind and not of me per se so I would reel it in. The residual adrenaline felt a bit heavy in constant need of attention. My pulse was rapid but not heavy. My scalp felt electrified. The bodyload came in waves. i was unsure if I enjoyed it. It made me uneasy. I wondered if the lotus tea or valarian were increased by the MAOI? Could have been the cannabis tincture as well. In the future I plan on not mixing so many things with changa and maybe cut the sublingual in half if I am not working with freebase. In the end I felt good as a new baby and went to bed.

2:20 180mg ACRB changa taken in two water pipe hits


Great report..
How much DMT in the changa?
Was it crystal or or acacia goo you made changa with?

It's a 1;1 changa (1g spice 1g harmala extracted fro rue and 1g herbal blend of caapi leaf, damiana and blue lotus) so approx 60mg of goo and shiny crystal mix that I allowed to harden by rescraping and spreading over the course of two weekes or so until it was more like a hard caramel that could be chopped up. It is about a year old with no loss in potency. I can def feel the NMT bodyload on top of the rue but the dmt is very active. I tend to dose higher for whatever reason to be able to break through. On average I only journey abou once a month given the conditions are acceptable.