PRE-CONDITIONS(mind)Set: A bit drunk / stoned - not a particularly good mind set for travelling
(physical condition) Set: Good
Setting (location): My living room as usual
time of day: Midnightish
recent drug use: Cannabis, Beer
PARTICIPANTGender: M
body weight: 72kg
known sensitivities: The back of my knees, supe hot chillis
history of use: Have had my fair share of smoked experiences, one Pharma
BIOASSAYSubstance(s): Bud smeared with full spectrum orange goo
Dose(s): Not sure, couldn't weigh it, but from the effects and duration I'm guessing 50mg+
Method of administration: Bong
EFFECTSAdministration time: Midnight, 00:30
Duration: 10-15 mins
First effects: first hit was very mild and nice, second hit was an instantaneous transformation
Peak: 10 secs after second hit
Come down: 30-40 mins
Baseline: 1 hr
Intensity (overall): 5
Evaluation / notes:
OPTIONALPleasantness: 0 during, after effects were maybe 1-2, but I was so rattled that it was hard to enjoy
Implesantness: 4
Visual Intensity: 4
AFTER-EFFECTSHangover: 2 residual scared shitlessness
Afterglow: 0
REPORTI just wanted to make a record of this really as it was without a doubt one of the most intense and terrifying experiences of my life. I deserved it though. It was totally my fault. Let me explain.
It was just a regular evening, I was going out to meet a friend who I hadn't seen in a while to catch up and have a couple of pints of beer. I am a bit of a lightweight and 2 pints will get me on my way quite easily. Over the beer he asked me about DMT and I started getting excited, trying to describe it as best I could. This planted a seed in my mind that I would have a smoalk later on I guess.
When I arrived home I smoked some weed and chatted with my girl until she went to bed. I read some Nexus and then decided to have a go on this orange waxy spice I have had for around 6 months. I had used some weed to scrape it up and it was coated in a baggy. There was no real way of weighing it or figuring how much I was about to smoalk, but my tipsy mind was feeling brave. I smoked a bowl full and had some lovely blissful feelings and a bit of visual sparkliness, but nothing particularly mind blowing. Feeling comfortable, I loaded up a second bowl with a much bigger blob of wax, filled up the chamber and ripped that sucker good and hard. BIG MISTAKE. Within an instant the room had disappeared. My heart was beating at what felt like a million miles an hour and I was struggling to breath. I am pretty sure at that moment I was having a full blown panic attack looking at the symptoms.
It was absolutely terrifying, I felt like I had completely lost my grip and was being plunged into death and insanity. Everything was moving incredibly fast and I certainly couldn't distinguish any lessons or meaning from the visual aspect of the journey, which as far as I remember was a series of interconnected tunnels that kept collapsing in on themselves, imagine being in a building where the walls were collapsing towards you and you spent the whole time narrowly avoiding being crushed to death, it was like that. Don't get me wrong I have lost contact with reality many times before, but the nature of the trip combined with the physiological symptoms was just TOO MUCH it was a complete over load. I think about this point I passed out for a while, who knows.
I came to, still with +3.5 visuals in the room, ie, it still wasn't there, but I could sense it. I was shaking and utterly drained and confused. To put it bluntly it felt like some sort of cosmic rape, I felt abused.
So what went wrong?
-I had been drinking
-I had not meditated or set the room up for a journey like I normally do
-I was doing it just recreationally without any real intention or goal
-I had not weighed my doses
-There were no harmalas involved, freebase on its own has done similar things to me before, harmalas generally make the experience very meaningful and generally loving even during tough points.
There was a lesson in the end, after all
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Please be careful people!
Lose Control, Free My Soul, Break Me Open, Make Me Whole."DMT kicked my balls off" - od3