approximately .2 mg dmt mixed in the tip of a joint. Location was a human made pond approximately a 1-1.5 miles southeast of stouts south campus.

Time was sunday night the last day of spring break.

I took a hit, nothing, i took another, still nothing, i took a third hit and instantly a intense layering effect engulfed me. I was being shot inwards. It looked like everything i was seeing was on a glass layer and those keep stacking at incredible speeds as i went further within myself. The burning bits of paper on the joint flew of in amazing flowing spirals. This all taking place within 2 seconds.

I then pass the joint to my friend. My lips felt electric. No mater what i did i couldnt get it to subside. It went away after awhile though. After i passed the joint it felt natural to lie down. Moving my arms was quite the effort. I could see glorious white strings connecting to a slight aura around my arms and when i wanted to move my arms, it was the strings that moved them. It was like i was tapping into a universal energy and used it to move my arms. It was quite a task so i just lied there and looked at the stars. The stars all started to glow the same brightness. The dim stars grew brighter, the bright stars grew dimmer. Then a brilliant electric orange net sprang into being connecting all the stars. Then a spiraling tube came down from the sky and entered my chest. It was a very powerful sensation. It was comforting though, it felt as if i was being taken care of. The tube started filling me with all sorts of information none of which i understood. It was as if a mother full of knowledge was trying to teach a new born something. But at this point i knew i could see what my friend was seeing and i knew he could see what i was seeing. In short its hard to explain but the closest i can come to it is saying we shared consciousness. That lasted for a short while then i felt it dissipate a bit as the trip began to become more grounded.

As the sounds from the frogs at the pond became evident again. The sounds became louder and louder then becoming an incredible song, it reminded me of Tool. But it didn't stop building up it became an overpoweringly loud, i became aware that it was no longer a song and became the language a giant masked shaman was speaking to me, this went on until i was out of the trip. The sound made me extremely nauseas. I almost threw up but i fought it off. After that i was utter euphoric, the euphoria lasted four about 4 months. My dreams haven't been the same since. On many occasions over the last year ive had a dream and the next day that exact thing would happen. If it happens once its kinda trippy and cool. When it keeps happening it become baffling and i begin to ask questions that i cant possibly find the answer to. As of the time im writing this its the one year anniversary of doing dmt. Yet i can still remember it so vividly.