Late last night I was going about business as usual. I had consumed some poppy seed tea hours before in an attempt to dull the throbbing pain in my lower back. I had also smoked some nice indica throughout the day as well. After having a bit of an argument with my girlfriend before she went to bed, I was sitting on the couch surfing reddit and contemplating my behavior.
In the previous days before I had been occasionally putting varying amounts of dmt crystals and/or what I call putty, its the stickier remnants of extractions, and it has more of a silver-purple color than the dark red-orange goo that you see and hear about. I have tested the two both together and separately, with varying affects. The crystals are pure white. The putty has distinct characteristics, but it definitely is high in dmt as well as other alkaloids.
I have consumed a lot of psychedelics in my life, and I have gotten to some pretty far out/deep down places during past experiences. I want to say I have broken through, but I cannot quite recall going to a place quite like the experiences I have read. I came to the intersection of an interstellar shopping mall one night, with floating things and jewels and something that resembled a floating piece of pizza. I have watched everything fold in and out of its self, with everything seeming to flip while still in place.
This leads me to try and describe last nights experience. I hate taken a few hits already, with one that was a mixture of crystals and putty. I was smoking this on top of cannabis, after I melted it into the flower.
I took out a decent sized ball of the putty, I could still feel the effects of everything i had previously consumed, and i was still within less than an hour before already having smoked some dmt. i cannot recall exactly anymore, i feel like it could have been 15 mins, i feel like it could have been 45. so i go about slowly melting this ball of grayish-puruplish gunk and lighting an outer edge of the bud. I take one decent hit and hold it in for awhile. I exhale and quickly light the bowl, I can already feel the first hit taking hold, looking at my couch cushion, i can see a floating layer of energy hovering above the couch cushion(and everything else for that matter) and grooving with its geometric oil spill brilliance. I can slowly start to feel the energy of the jungle creeping up my spine, all while pulling more smoke and vapor into my lungs, a slow buzzing building in my ears. I finish inhaling and watch a tiny wisp of smoke float away from my bowl, holding in my breath, holding onto the couch as the fantastic-frightening feelings of fear and loathing from taking in more than expected, i tell myself it will be ok, and i know it will, but i fear the unknown. I knew what i could have been in for, and this was not it. In those last few seconds that I held my breath, I said a small prayer, i tried to let go...
As i exhaled deception showed its pretty face, as i looked at the couch for a second, i thought i might have shot a blank, and yet as i realized that time had merely stopped for a second, that this was just the initial rush of adrenaline from a fight or flight response, i knew there was no fighting it.
Immediately reality backflipped and flip flopped, and became a kalaidescope of action. I remember thinking that whatever was happening to me was so intense, that everyone was feeling it. I felt like i was warping through a wormhole, twisting in and out of space. I bolted upright off my couch, which was insane. I tried looking around the room, but my living room was gone. I remember thinking that i was no longer myself, that i had undergone some change or travel or dimensional shift, that i had lost my girlfriend. while standing up, i had the feeling like my biological clock had reversed, and i was dying, and i had this feeling that is very similar to a dream i had while in a coma, or afterward in the medicated coma they put me in not too long ago, a feeling i can't describe but i remember. not the typical, i have been here before feeling when tripping, more of an ominous deja vu.
I sat back down rather quickly, knowing that I was going to be okay, but still shocked because of how disoriented I was. It was quite similar to a night before where I had smoked a mixture of crystal and putty, and ended up transforming my reality into a realm where everything resembled clay animation/cartoons. This was of course after being completely ripped from this world and going to the above interstellar shopping mall.
As I was sitting on the couch I kept opening and closing my eyes, but i can't really remember what i saw. I know for quite some time that my living room was a different place, I could not distinguish between the couch and the walls beside me(i have a big L shaped couch) and the table with the tv and xbox and all that was a big part of the imagery. During the period I felt like I was warping and crunching, I felt as if I were in a black hole almost, crunching and warping, with thoughts that everyone could feel and experience what i could. I was honestly worried about my neighbors and girlfriend having experienced it at first. I almost immediately picked up on the thoughts and was aware of them, so the feeling dissipated rather quickly, but it was interesting nonetheless. Its hard to really put into words what happened, and although I have had a few similar experiences, this one really sticks out. I think some of the intensity and strangeness may come from the fact that it was the putty, rather than the white crystals. After I was able to see again, I sat in awe for awhile trying to figure out exactly what had happened. I realized that I had been an asshole to my lady, and i really wanted to apologize.
I remember now actually, that I had been smoking a bit spice and watching the movie "The History of Future Folk" prior to the above experience.
I wasn't using huge doses, but a few were enough that I blacked out several times. I can't really remember too much of these experiences, although I remember they were enjoyable.
Sorry if that was a bit hard to keep up with at points. I have a brain that branches out a bit. I'll try to remember more, and update this/correct when I'm not so tired. I'm going to bed. Good whatever time it is when you read this.