Wow.. so, all I can say is.. boy, have I been doing this all wrong.

I went out to my local head shop maybe two days ago. I wanted to just look around, and see what they had. I was only really there to buy some new screens, to try to perfect my bong techniques. I saw this little, almost test tube looking pipe. I stared at it for a few minutes, thinking about how it could work. I decided to buy it, 2 packs of screens, and a nice little torch lighter, that seems to be put together rather well.

The tube(pipe) I bought, it's basically just a straight length of glass tube, maybe 5 inches long, with a little tube stuck to the top, thinner, and maybe a 1/2 inch in length. I remembered reading somewhere to use anywhere from 5-8 screens, and sort of, stack them ontop of eachother. Cut those bad boys to the correct size, and stuck em in there. I've been using 20mgs in the bong, beforehand. Melting it into the herb underneath, and smoalking from there. Those few times.. were something else.. but this time? Wow.. This time, wasn't anything I expected.

So.. this time, I decided to load up 30mgs. I knew it was a pretty good amount, and from all the reports around here at 30mgs, I knew it wasn't going to hold back for me.

I melted the dmt down, and it leaked into the screens. My heart was racing at this point, I knew it was time. I slowly started to pull on the pipe, and sure enough, amazing amounts of milky white smoke came out. I felt it slide into my lungs, nice and smooth feeling actually, nothing like with the herb the days beforehand. I could taste that, 'plasticie" taste, smell it too. I knew I had gotten it right.

Out of nowhere, as I was lighting the pipe, and pulling, the bowl itself sort of, like backfired? A big trail of flames and a little POP/BOOM was heard. Scared me a little bit, but I just laughed. What a warm welcome. lol.

I started counting, and slowly made my way up to 15. At 7 0r 8, things started to change. ALOT. Every surface grew a life of its own. Certain things looked fuzzy, certain things looked smooth, and almost icey. Reflective. Of all the light that was now everywhere. Certain things were shimmering, with almost amazing amounts of beauty. Slowly, I made my way to 15, and knew it was time to exhale. Inbetween those 8 or so seconds, everything shifted again. I knew I wasn't at home anymore. It's so so hard to even think of how to explain.. but, it's almost like when you're in a fun house, and it's the mirror room, and things are reflecting ontop of reflecting. But, only in one image though. Only in each mirror itself, am I refering to. That view. That's almost how the room I was in was looking. Almost. It's sort of like, if there was 5 or 6 different rooms, and they were all trying to occupy the same spot, at the same time, but none of them could, and none of them could interact with eachother. They would bend in and out of this world, here and there. Man.. it's almost to hard to really be able to describe. This starts to sound nothing like I want it to..

So now, I decide to just sit back, and be in total awe of these OEV's. It reminded me of everything lsd could possibly be, and so so sooo much more. More than I thought possible. I decided these were just to much, and I could be lost in this all night. Time to close those eyes.

It seemed like before they were even closed, this place was already here. Kind of, enveloping me as my eyes closed. Like you already hit play, and the movie was running, and thennn you turn around to start watching.

It was some kind of temple. Reminding me of Hindu temples or something, with their peaks as such, and the general flowing of the place. Everything was made of up dots. Red, yellow, and white. Never stopping, always moving, but always showing the same, flowing images. I was moving across the room, it was big, but not to big. Bigger than the room I was in in reality. Much bigger. I almost felt as though I was on a conveyor belt, but it was more like floating, just, it didn't seem like I was the one moving. I saw what I thought was a entity, but, it was all so much, I couldn't fully believe she was there. I got closer to this.. sort of box. Big, giant box with two doors on the front. She was right beside/infront of me at this point, and I knew she was really there now. Floating, whisping, just gliding around. Always giving off such positive, happy energy. She tried to explain something to me.. or, give me some information, or something, but, I was almost unresponsive at that point. She then proceeded to open up those doors to that box. I remember feeling myself writhe with joy, love, and just, unending happiness. Either, she was showing me something, or there was some sort of presence in that box that when opened, came all onto/into me at once, filling me with bliss.

After what felt like minutes, I think I opened my eyes somewhere in there. Everything was the most amazing glow, and that, rooms trying to occupy the same space thing was still going on. Only really at the corners though. Everything else I looked at was straight forward, un crosseyed feeling, and then back to the corners, and they were almost, fading, in and out. Other corners would re appear, but not in the exact right spot, and then fade out, and back in again. Always trying to find that right spot, to make the room a room again.

Closed my eyes again. Everything was spinning, and flashing. I was thinking to myself in what sounded like spanish. She was there too, again, floating inbetween and through these images, flashing by, almost to quick. She was thinking back to me in spanish as well. The problem with that, is I don't know spanish at all. I was either, making up some real convincing words at the time, or, I was really thinking in spanish. Words.. I'm almost sure if I heard again, would recognize. Things were just flashing everywhere. So much.. all at the same time. Not until later.. I would come to believe, that all of those images, just going crazy in my face, were either, some part of the spanish culture, spanish religion, or just.. something important. I'm really not sure yet, even after reflecting on it. It really resonates with central, and south america. Not so much, spain, when I think deeper.

Other things totally went on, but.. those things were alot harder to grasp onto than these. I remember being somewhere else, like that hindu type temple, but, just the feeling of being somewhere, and nothing more.

After the last of the OEV's went away, I was just left with this amazing feeling. So happy. Such bliss. Such love.. Love. Was totally it. The main message from that trip, somehow, was just Love. She was telling me to love everything. Be one with love. Become it. It left an amazing impact on me.. already.

One other thing to mention during this trip, was at some point, my cat came right up to me, and sat, staring into my face. I could sense she was there. And at this point, the open eye/closed eye was becoming less and less distinct. This was between places I had gone to. My mind decided to distact me, and brought me to just, a full on trip. When I closed my eyes, it was like, they were closing from all sides at once, like a fancy camera shutter, or something. Like, a spiral effect, closing into one point in the middle. But, I could see out of the corners of that vision, even when I knew my eyes were closed. I could see my cat just sitting there, watching me. I tried to reach out and pet her, but distance was greatly misjudged in this state, and she was aboout a foot infront of where I thought, but she was sitting there, just like I saw, with my eyes closed. It really really surprised me. I kept trying to do it, see her with my eyes closed, from different angles, and it was more or less working, I thought, for a little while. My head got bored with it, and started other things.

After I fully came down, I was just so excited, I wanted to do it again, already. There really wasn't a doubt in my mind, so I said go for it! I added a little bit more than last time too, just to see how far this one would bring me. About 40mgs.

Right when I went and pulled it in, my mind said nope. Why'd you just do that? Don't you remember last time? When you were all like " Ohhhhh mannn, what DID you do to yourself? This is going to insane." Don't you REMEMBER THAT?!? And then I exhaled. I heard a click, pretty sure an outside source, not from/in me, and it just kept repeating, over and over again. That sort of set the mood, somehow for this trip. Everything was going wrong, and everything was getting darker. All the browns in my beauros and cabinets were becoming darker. Brighter. Everything else was taking on that color too. The walls were still bright, but everything else had a dark shade of brown over it. Spinning. Lots and lots of spinning. I couldn't decide if open or closed eyes would be better, so I kept switching between. Can't remember to much from this phase, but, african tribal people kept popping up in images. Mostly just their heads though. I could hear them talking, alot of people talking. What seemed like all to eachother. It almost sounded like we/they were in a large room, sort of echoing here and there. I started to think in their language now. And they noticed it, and allll started talking to me at once. I was bombarded with images, of plains, fields, hunting, weapons.. and so many many other things. They had told me stories of their people. JUST LIKE THE LAST TRIP. When I was thinking in spanish, all those images were from other people, other stories I guess. I could hear them all talking too. This just blew my mind completely away. I cant remember much closed eye after that, but.. somewhere in there, I wasn't with myself anymore. I was cold, and alone, and scolding myself for doing it again, so quickly afterward.

Opened eyes, and one corner of the room, was covered in this, almost gooey substance. Sort of looked like.. lol, ectoplasm? From the ghostbusters movies, when slimer slimes things? It was just there, only on that one part of the room, almost breathing. I'd look away, and focus one another object for a minute, and come back to it, and it would still be there, looking to real to not be there. I almost wanted to go over and examine it.. almost.


Sorry about this wall of text.. , once I started typing.. it just wouldn't stop.



EDIT: I'd also like to add that the comedown, was.. nonexistant. No ill feelings whatsoever. The last few times, through the bong, I had almost 24hr long after effects. Just, a general sluggish feeling. Groggy. Minor dull headache. Lungs strange.
But, after this, nothing. I still tasted it, but that was mainly it. Breathing was a little strange, but, that's what happens. I was amazed how different I felt after this and the previous attempts.
It's really true, when you do it correctly, there's almost no taste, and absolutly no burning whatsoever.

Fantastic report, and great descriptions, i really enjoyed it!

That is so cool you recieved visions of other cultures!

One thing i find hard to believe is if one found mysterious ectoplasm in the corner of the room, surely it would be very mindblowing and unbelievable, and surely one would go examine it further and touch it and poke it and stare at it until some conclusion was made.... I just cant believe you saw mysterious ectoplasm and thats all you have to say about it.

Cheers though, great report

Thanks for the responce BecometheOther.

The other cultures thing.. that was just to amazing. It was like, I was put in their specific flow of conscienceness. This was what their cultures flow from, this is what their cultures eventually turn into. And, somehow, I ended up getting a glimpse of two of them. I'm not sure if I could or couldn't understand them. If I spoke either language, I know I'd be able to tell you then. But, I was speaking to them, and they were speaking back to me, in those same languages. I didn't know what in the hell I was saying, or why, but, I must have, some how. It almost seemed like what my thoughts should have been, just, translated.

And, that ectoplasm. Or, whatever it was. It was some strange looking stuff. It seemed to be, breathing, or, moving. With a life force, or will, of it's own. Not really moving anywhere, just, shifting around. I wanted to go over and get a closer look at it, pretty badly. But, I just felt like if I was going to get up and try to make my way over there, I'd have ended up on the table in front of me, still totally content with what's happening of course, just.. on a table. It was weird, how limited to that one space it was. No where else in the room, just this one little wall. It's, it's hard to describe what it looks like, but, it's like it's own little section of the room. Like, everywhere else I was looking, things were trippy as anything. This was a solid. It was like a curtain though. And see through, at that. Not really on the wall, more in front of it, and, it almost seemed like a wall itself. Like, if I went up to it, I could apply pressure to it, and not push the actual wall, behind it.