Using Cyb's tek, I've extracted around a gram of DMT from 50g of MHRB; by last night, I had around 500mg of product ready for use and prepared a (roughly) 1:1 blend of 250mg crystal and 250mg herbs using: pau d'arco, passion flower, peppermint, lavender and a pinch of some average quality marijuana to fill it out. It was dried and ready by about midnight, but I waited a while and spent some time meditating on smoking enhanced lead for the first time, asking questions, examining my intent and generally preparing myself for what was to come.

I'm a wordy bastard at the best of times so I apologise in advance for the length of this post. I'll break it up into sections 'cause I had four different journeys, each of which showed me something different and gave me a glimpse into what this incredible molecule is potentially capable of. I'll try to give as much information as possible, both the experiential aspects of it and the subjective changes observed in bare sensate experience.

On with the show...

Gender: Male
Age: 32
Height: 74"
Weight: 182lbs
Mindset: Equanimous, respectful.
Setting: 0100 approx. - Living room at home; low lighting, good vibe all 'round.
Dose: (A) 120mg enhanced leaf. (B) 120mg leaf w/10mg shredded white caapi vine. (C) Approx. 200mg leaf.
MOA: Small glass bong.


I lay on the couch, relaxed and contented as I started to hit the bong...one big rip, held for about 40 seconds and released...repeat...repeat...repeat...da fuq?!

Visually, things became similar to watching a film but without any sense of an observer; the film ran by itself and the soundtrack played as normal. Looking at my arm, it had begun to distort, the hairs becoming almost serpentine and with a complete absence of anyone watching this unfold. OEV's were just simple distortions, no symbols, no alien worlds although it's worth noting that 'normal' reality seemed entirely alien in the truest sense. This part of the experience, without the visual distortion, was almost identical to the experience of emptiness in the Buddhist sense; there was no sense of a conceptual mind although thought still occurred, there was simply the luminous arising of phenomena as they are in all their impermanent glory. No labeling, no sense of recognition, just the play of light, colour and form.

I closed my eyes and slid back, to try to describe this using a linear narrative is nigh on impossible as experience was atemporal; I'm sure those who's been here know what I mean.

The visual/mental aspects of it were indescribable, but physically there was just this pure sensuousness, like being held by a lover, and tactile sensation, during and afterwards, became the most incredible, fractal kaleidoscope of sensory submodalities; warmth, contact, pressure, texture, all of these were experienced as simultaneously occurring yet distinct qualities of touch itself. With eyes closed, I felt safe, loved, protected and was informed sweetly, through what I can only describe as "the voice of another", that I would be shown what I needed to be shown.

Describing it in three-dimensional terms, the visual/mental aspect opened up into some sort of superspace with no 'edges', dome-like but infinite. In the far top-left of the field, a massive Alex Gray style being/entity/vision appeared, technicolour lines and floods of pure, welcoming, loving energy running back and forth between me and 'it'. The overwhelming sense of being welcomed took be my surprise, it stayed with me long after the visuals subsided and left me blown away completely.

If I felt myself becoming fascinated by the visuals and totally alien landscape I found myself in, I was swiftly reminded in no uncertain terms by this 'other' that I should look at what I was being shown. It was like being slapped in the mind or something, but playfully and I can't really describe it but 'it' seemed to be testing me or making sure that I had some sort of prerequisite knowledge about the nature of this experience. The image overall that I would use to describe was like being shown a big non-linear list of points - deep insights into emptiness and non-self were the main points - while this 'other' was saying: "Right, have you seen this? Do you know about this? Have you looked at this? Look at this? Oh, you've seen that, ok, well how about this?" in a rapid-fire, yet somehow understandable fashion.

The taste and smell of DMT are something I'll never forget, it's so alien in itself but somehow familiar. What was interesting was that, the deeper I went into this vision, the less the senses of smell and taste would be noticed; the sickly sweet smell of the changa in the room was powerful enough to be noticed as soon as I became aware of the sense of smell again.

The fractal nature of the experience, the way that you could turn attention to any aspect of it and watch it unfold into it's constituent parts, is incredibly conducive to insight. Another thing that was made clear was how being happy in this moment leads to being happy in the next moment, and how the purity of your intent is so important in benefiting all sentient beings. This is the nature of karma, it's nothing to do with "do good things and good things will happen to you", that's a simplification and is nowhere near as powerful as when it's properly understood. It's a complicated topic but I wanted to mention this point as it was something that really hit home with me and I wanted to share it.

Clocktime said around 15-20 minutes but, as I said before, the experience was atemporal. Any and all words I could use to describe it are metaphors, this took me way beyond anything I've ever experienced and what I've written above are basically just points of note. The main thing I took away from this was that consciousness is not dependent upon a body being 'here' to experience it; this is something I'd been looking at in my own practice, but it was confirmed during that first trip in the way that only direct experience can. My notes just say: Technicolour. Wow, simply wow.




I weighed out 10-12mg of the shredded dregs of white caapi vine from the bottom of the bag and added it to 120mg of the enhanced leaf from earlier to make a proper Changa mix. I acknowledged and thanked the vine as I mixed it, giving the same love and attention to her as I did to the MHRB while performing the extraction and preparing the herbs. As I write these words, I find it hard to believe that I am referring to the vine as having a gender. I'd never have considered anthropomorphizing a plant in such a way, but the quality of this experience was unquestionably feminine and put 'me' in contact with the archetype of femininity in the most breathtaking, holistic way.

Taking the whole bowl in roughly four hits, I closed my eyes and laid down asking the molecule to show me what it could do with the addition of the caapi...Holy mother of manifestation, it most certainly did. There was a definite lengthening and deepening of the experience with the vine, and much more of a sense of this being a lesson, a teaching about the nature of awareness itself, not just "consciousness" which could be described as another interdependent aspect of 'this'.

I can't really describe what was shown to me as it was wordless, but I was guided through the psychological landscape of my relationship with women and with my own feminine side. I consider myself to be quite balanced in this sense and, as was demonstrated in the visions, have always been respectful of women, viewing them as equals whether a lover or a colleague. It was as though I was being thanked for this and treated to what I can only describe as an orgasmic blast through hyperspace...but then she turned and became more forceful, displaying another quality of herself and showing me that she could as easily tear me to pieces as bring me to union with the divine. She became a firm teacher, but with an unquestionable sense of having your best interest at heart, something I was told to remember as I left and came back to baseline. She showed herself in all her forms, as a lover, a sister, a mother, a teacher, all of whom carried this boundless energy of pure femininity, full of love and compassion.

I felt so deeply moved by this and thanked her at this point before concentrating more closely on what was being shown to me. The whole pattern unraveled and I was torn apart, left as no-thing, nowhere and everywhere, paradoxically apart yet together with all of awareness. As I returned to baseline, I was left with a parting shot and told to remember a few things, but the most important message was this: Remember, I love you. It was given like a gift, directly to the heart and filled me with an indescribable feeling of contentment I've only ever experienced through intensive meditation before.

I was also told to "remember the fractals", which is a comment that deeply struck a chord for more reasons than I can go into here. I'll go into this another time.





Dose: 200mg enhanced leaf.

I loaded up and went in quite quickly after the last trip, hitting the bong a little more gently and holding each one a little longer. This one was a little less easy to describe due to being ripped from existence and thrown into an inexpressible field of pure information. I've learned already that concentration and mental focus are massively useful tools for going deep and may actually be more important to a truly insightful trip than is discussed on here. I postured the mind in the way I would if doing samatha practice, poised on the breath as I exhaled the last hit and watched as my cognitive processes were dismantled leaving pure consciousness; no visions, no images, this was of another order entirely and was like some sort of mental download of formless information.

My notes look more like a poem than notes, this was an incredibly informative and deeply penetrative trip into areas I've only ever experienced while on retreat. I can't really say much about this as it was much more personal than the other experiences - not in the sense of containing information I wouldn't want to share with others for any reason, but the ways these things were communicated and the content would require more explanation than I can feasibly give on a forum.





This was my first experience ever with Changa and enhanced leaf, but I immediately understood what all the fuss was about and why, of all the methods of administration, this comes so highly recommended. It's the most incredible thing I've ever experienced, no substance has ever come close to getting me 'there' but DMT put me 'in contact' with 'something' deeper than I considered possible without years of hardcore meditation. It's too early in my experiments to say anything with certainty, but to say that Changa is nothing but good would be an understatement. This is quite simply incredible and the gratitude I feel right now for what I've experienced so far is beyond description.

Thanks for reading!

Wow! Beautiful experiences and well written. Thank you so much for sharing, because this is the way I would like to go also: meditative exploration of the Self.

Glad to see that DMT/Changa can be such a teacher!

Thank you for sharing all this, it was beautiful and I truly enjoyed it!

Changa has easily become my favorite way to partake. I have yet to meet that feminine presence, but look forward to that day. (I wonder if I ever will, because I am female)

I hope you decide to share more in the future! Happy travels.