This was my first iboga trip and my first post.
"I awaoke early wed morning, packed what i had prepared for the day and following days and biked in the frigide coldness to a friends house, i had taken my last dose of opiates the night before and withdrawals had already set in, the cold breeze blowing through my clothes and chilling my now sweating body.
I arrived at my friends house and unpacked my things, my brother had arranged to work from home for a few days to watch me and make sure i didnt have any complications. I had read much about iboga and ibogaine, and had ordered 25g unground rootbark from a popular online dutch supplier, it came about half ground and half chunks, i relised later that i should have just ordered it ground as i didnt have anything to grind it with.
after abit i started taking spoonful of the battery acid sawdust and washing it down with water, it wasnt actualy to bad, although later when i inevitably vomited the taste will forever haunt me.
I was partly afraid that i would purge to soon and waste the product, so i decided to only take half, and take the other half later, this proved to be both a good and bad decision.
Very soon the trip was apon me, a waking dream which was suprisingly not very vivid, although i cant remember alot of it, but i do remember thinking that i had somehow made a mistake, that this couldnt possible be worth it.
When you read reports and they saw this drug isnt recreational, i find this to be extremely true.
The only withdrawal effect i had mostly was my skin felt like it was on fire, not in an entirely unpleasent way, but not pleasent really either, i suspect that when people take higher doses and they saw they feel a "scrubbing" on the cellular level, that this is the same sensation only in my case much diminished.
By the time night came it felt like it had been days, i desperately wished i could just pass out, and even today on saturday iv only slept a couple hours at most since that morning.
Halfway during the trip, around the time i should have taken more, i was extremely naseaus and so incredible high,
with eyes open the room swirled around with tracers that somehow seemed more real and vivid then reality itself, with eyes closed ideas would create vague visual representations. At some point in the trip things suddenly switched and i was starting to be shown things, i recognised this as something that alot of people get and i just went with it.
Tv shows that i had been watching the last 2 weeks were prominant in my trip.
At one point i found myself staring out into what you might describe as the universe, i found myself wondering about how god and spiritual realm fitted into everything i was seeing about myself and the world. I saw before me what iv always thought heaven looks like from a distance, these glowing clouds with a tangible presence within them, i thought about God and i was shown fast flashes of things going on in the world, good deeds, happy people etc etc.
Then below the clouds, in what you might call the universe, i sensed the presence of lucifer, i saw flashes of the evil deeds and droughts and natural disasters etc, in the darkness i could feel this evil presence and these eyes in the darkness, looking at me but through me, and i felt this sensation as if though moving across some great emptyness.
Please note that i dont really believe that i was really seeing god and lucifer and heaven or the cosmo's, i have been studying certain occult systems as of late and these notions were already in my head, but the feeling was undeniable and i can only wonder if within this hallucination there was any real experience, doubtful but intriguing.
In the end i only took that half cause it just wasnt worth me getting anymore fucked up as i felt completely miserable, eventualy it wore off, and slight withdrawals set in, and stayed at a fairly consistant level for 3 days or so, which was about maby 10-15% of what i would normaly have felt, maby less.
its now day 4 and things are starting to improve decently, i still feel shitty abunch of the time and not being able to sleep is driving me nuts, but im happy to be clean from a addiction to poppy seed tea of 2 years.
Overall id say this trip was a success. thanks to anyone who read this, im sorry for rambling on."
The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious.
It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science.
Whoever does not know it and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel,
is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed.
- Albert einstein