Some friend of mine gave this to me, so I could display it somewhere and get some feedback on it. This is his story…
Id like to start off by saying that I am pretty experienced with this chemical, ive put in my many hours upon hours of research and learning, I’ve put in my hours of sharing my knowledge, telling of this indescribable adventures to the best of my ability, explaining the pros, the cons(cant ever remember any lol), teaching, gifting my fellow openminded friends with their very own experiences, I have personally blasted off maybe 30-50 times, all of which have come beautifully and easily enough without a hitch. This particular Dose of DMTwas a bit darker than usual, my usual is a light yellow powdery substance, and this one had a bit of a brownish color in it, figured id see how it goes, so I loaded about a point and a half worth in my piece, weed/crystal/weed (my regular), went through my work day waiting, excitedly for the trip, where I would pull halfway up my driveway(very long driveway), park the car, turn the lights off, relax, and go off on an adventure without any risk of being found out.
My life had been extremely good latley, found out I got a 4.0 last semester a couple days ago, just picked up a second well paying, non manual labor job, and my love/social life was excellent, nothing could have tainted my mind, (except maybe the part where it was very dark outside, and we live in the mountains so it was a teeny bit scary, but I had locked doors and rolled up windows, so I was good(: ). To my knowledge, there should have been no reason for the deemsters to be playing tricks on me, so I was very much surprised when this happened!
I started off by taking 2 smaller hits, which got me somewhere, not to a full blast off, but half off, I could look around outside of the car, and see shapes, coming at me, away from me, my “normal half off”. This one only lasted maybe two minutes at most, and by the end of the third I had already came back down to regular conscious awareness and cognitive functioning, so I decided I would go for a full blast off, and get the full rush that ive grown to know and love. I take my first hit, its fine, nothing out of the norm, except I felt like coughing a little more than usual, I held that one in maybe 10 seconds, I took my second hit, and BAM, within 4 to 5 seconds, all reality just disappeared, no middle ground, just conscious straight to unconscious (I don’t remember putting the piece down). Now this was weird to me, as normally I have enough time to sit back and relax, and the universe around me would slowly sink away over the next 20-30 seconds, I can even usually verbally say goodbye to the real world when im with friends. It caught me offguard, but whatever, DMT is going to take me however it wants too.
But then, as it was so dark in this trip, darker than the blackest black, I immediately decided I didn’t like this place, it wasn’t for me. And then, I started having a trip that scared me beyond my imagination, I experienced what my brain perceives as death. I could tell as it got deeper and darker, darker and deeper, that this was some sort of warning, and I could comprehend and accept that, but I kept sinking deeper, my pulse raced beyond 120 bpm quickly, (as an athlete, this is way out of norm) and in my core I felt fear, like my soul had been touched by something that had no right to touch it. I started wondering, did I do something wrong? Did I get a terrible batch? Did I just kill myself, what did I just do to myself?
At this point, I was completely unaware of my surroundings, but in my mind I started seeing flashes of red, blue and white, I visualized police lights, and white flashes. It felt as if I had been in some law enforcement situation, where I had been caught, and was in deep trouble. My mind raced as I thought “my parents know my dmt secrets, my grandparents now know, my friends know, my girlfriend now knows, she’s going to leave me, there goes my future, med school is gone, college degrees gone, no more college sports, no more high paying jobs in the future because now im in deep shit”.
At this point, imagine someone who had been in a car accident, went unconscious, and at the hospital they drift in and out of reality, flitting images of unfamiliar surroundings, and they come back to reality in one final push to say goodbye to loved ones. That was my next feeling. My mind had put it together that maybe I fought back, and the law enforcement had shot me, and I was dying in a hospital, and this is why I was tripping out so hard. People in the hospital commonly say “I don’t remember how I got here”, and that is how I felt, I was just piecing things together at this point. I managed to get out the words “I don’t know whats going on”(irl), as my brain fried and somehow fragments of my girlfriends voice and doctors voices were barely perceivable in the back ground, as if they were trying to bring me back to consciousness, trying to save my life, trying to talk to me. I then realized “Im dying, I need to say goodbye”, and somehow, struggling, managed to get the words out of my mouth(irl). I then started having flashbacks, of being in a car accident, (which had never happened in real life) but I somehow put it together that “im dying, maybe I got in a car accident, and that’s how I got here”, but nonetheless, I was dying. I slipped out of my “hospital state consciousness” and felt the feeling of losing bowl control, feeling as if my body was expelling everything in a final release (luckily I think I clenched up irl to save from that).
At that point I was thinking, im dead, is this what heaven and hell is like? Is this where I stay? Is this what its going to be like for all eternity? I then started asking god for forgiveness(probably too late at that point), and started seeing regular dmt trip visuals, while still under toned in fear. I then must have started a slight comedown, as I remembered I was on a drug, and started telling myself I was going to be okay, its just a drug (maybe 6-7 times) as reality started coming back. I was able to look at my clock, and it had been 9-10 minutes since administration, the longest trip I had been on before. And then, for a good 10-20 minutes afterward, the come down stayed with me, I felt as if I damaged my body somehow, and it shook me up pretty bad. I got out of my car and checked the front, to make sure I hadn’t actually been in a car accident, stood outside of the door, leaning against it, in total darkness wondering what just happened, my heart was still racing, i almost felt weak, and as my cognitive ability and dexterity slowly returned , i then proceeded to drive up my driveway slowly until I was safe at home!
Any thoughts??