Hey all! First of all, nobody should ever under any circumstances attempt to drive while high on DMT, or any other substance for that matter. That would be dangerously irresponsible. But this is where I found myself during my first trip on my own extracted spice.

This past weekend, after the longest three weeks of my life spent waiting by my mailbox for the courier van to deliver my 400g or one pound of MHRB, I did a small extraction from 100g using Cybs tek. I was impressed with the ease of the process, given my complete lack of chem experience, and yielded a satisfying 1620mg of beautiful, powerful,fluffy yellow crystals.

On the weekend, home with my family, I couldn't manage to find the time to meditate and properly prepare myself for a trip. Although the anticipation was killing me, I decided to wait until last night when I would be alone in a hotel. After checking in, making some business calls, and eating a less than healthy room service dinner, I played some easy listening trance music, weighed a 30mg dose into my VG, and began to meditate. I find that meditation before a trip really clears my head, and relieves much of the beforehand stress involved with such a mental shock.

As I took my first hit, the culmination of vibration and sound was greater than any I have felt before, numbing my face and mind all at once. I drew again until I couldn't any more,and fumbled the VG onto the hotel desk table. The room filled with a sea of color, and the tacky flower print above the desk contorted and waved to me, as if it was a well-wisher sending me on a voyage. I laughed and was extremely proud at bringing myself here, and being able to create my very own magic.

When I closed my eyes, to my extreme shock, there were no elves, no women,no cosmos, no flowing colors or gyrating machines. I was behind the wheel of my pickup truck!I could tell this from the look of my dashboard. Everything was a glowing iridescent green against solid black, like a virtual reality screen. I was on a highway with a thousand lanes to either side of me. It was like driving across an airport tarmac, and I was driving very fast, much faster than my pickup truck could ever go. It felt so wrong to be driving while high, that I lost control of the truck and began to fishtail. I jammed the breaks and skidded to a stop, and when I looked up, i was stopped at the very back of one thousand lanes of gridlock. All sorts of vehicles sat idling in front of me, still the glowing green against black, and none of them moving. I was frustrated. I had a feeling that I wouldn't be on time, although I had no destination in mind.This impassible mass of traffic would none the less hinder my progress. Then I noticed the trance music playing softly, and turned up the volume telepathically.

As I sat and listened to the music, I looked around at the different vehicles arrayed in front of me. There was a semi truck that rumbled from side to side, an SUV that slanted forward with lowered front suspension, an old farm truck with rusted through rear fenders.And right in front of me, a station wagon with a roof rack full of luggage,a dog with its head out the window, and a young boy and girl playing in the back seat. The children laughed and wrestled and played some kind of word game, and suddenly both their heads turned forward and they sat straight in their seats. All of the traffic began to move at the same time and speed, and then moved over a rounded horizon and out of sight.

I stepped on the gas and again started moving at an incapable pace for my truck. I never caught up to the traffic, and sailed across the pavement at an incredible land speed record. To my left, in the black sky, I saw a blue spiraling pattern. I watched this, not paying attention to the road, and although still moving at speed, ceased to be in my truck. I watched the pattern spin and move and gradually felt myself slowing down, and eventually felt my self stop. I looked down and reached to undo my seatbelt, and saw nothing but black. I looked up for the blue spiral, and again saw only blackness. I opened my eyes to a morphing and 3d looking hotel room, very much like mushroom OEVs. I crawled into bed, and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.

I am still amazed that I was able to take plant material and create for myself the strongest drug experience on the planet. This was a strange and very real trip, but I am unclear as to the message. Thanks to Cyb for the tek, and to all of you for reading..... MEO

that is bizarre.

its reports like these that make me think maybe DMT could play some part in dreaming after all (though admittedly i don't see how)

Interesting report minds eye! I can say that out of my hundreds of experiences i've never had something like that happen, although at certain points, i've had very vivid scenes of various situations. Great report though! Im curious to read your next report when you decide to jump back in.

And PC, yes, this leads one to believe in the 'possibility' that dreams mayt be involved, but even so, if dreams are involved, whats to say life itself isn't a dream, meaning DMT is the dream exposer...or "inner workings behind the dream/s exposer". You get what im sayin?

Dreams are real as long as they last...can we say much more of life? -Havelock Ellis

In a dream, such an experience would be commonplace. "Perserverative" dreams are those which involve dreaming about things repetitiously done throughout the day such as driving a car, being in the waves of the ocean, playing too many games, etc...and then they show up prominently in the dream. DMT doesn't seem to play so much with visual memories (such as replicating the dashboard to your pickup truck) in that same way short of those life reviews (which I've never had). I can have some interestingly mundane objects make their way into my visions, but I don't believe they're memory-based, and especially not in the same manner that they can be in dreams.

I really liked this report, thanks for writing it.

Maybe it was trying to tell you something with the whole worrying about being late with nowhere to go thing, you mentioned business calls and a hotel, the business life goes very fast. At almost incomprehensible speeds.

I've had several trips that weren't the tyipcal trips I usually see described here, but most of them had to do with my consciousness floating in front of a picture book, or a line of two dimensional images.

Thanks again for such a good report. I hope to hear more soon.

i dig philosophically, but scientifically (specifically regarding neurochemistry) i am unsatisfied.

I can relate to the super-speed of your experience I believe. It sort of seems like going in 3x fast-forward. Seems more prominent with burnt spice.

I'm fairly sure that the spice wasn't burnt, as I was using a VG to smoke, could this maybe have something to do with my extraction? (left over hepthane or something?) And not to be rude, but who would have added to the the title of my report? Anyone who would have taken the time to read even the first line would have discovered that there was infact no real driving. Lol

I think they added to your title to avoid stupid kids that just browse through the site from developing the idea that driving while on DMT is a good idea, Inferring it simply from looking at your title. I actually thought it would include some real driving when I first clicked the topic, and was wondering how once could possibly navigate a vehicle while under the influence of DMT. Lol.

None of us want anybody to get seriously injured while using DMT, even if they are stupid.

Fair enough. I will keep that in mind for future titles with shock value.... That was sort of my intention to get people interested in reading, but you make a good point, so thank you!

That you are using a VG is irrelevant. I use the GVG, and it's still all too easy to apply too much heat if one isn't careful. Of course the VG adds the additional problem of not being able to visually monitor the vapor, so this increases the liklihood that you could have misapplied the heat...not saying you did though you have to understand - I'm just saying that in my experience, these fast-forward experiences usually happen when I get a bit too hardy on the flame. I haven't gotten such a trip in a while, which I might attribute to my enhanced technique since I had first started with a much more faulty vaping technique using the GVG.

As for the title of your thread being changed, I don't know which mod did it, but it's common practice when the title of a post seems to go against the Nexus attitude. In regards to reading the first paragraph, you make it clear to no degree more than the original title of your post that no real driving was involved. It remains well-ambiguous until the fifth paragraph in, at which point many may have stopped reading and other new impressionable members could get the wrong idea.

Again you are right and I apologize.