During my mescaline trip yesterday (430mg HCL) I was listening to this song (Shulman - A Magnificent Void) and it reminded me so much of DMT. I suddenly got an urge to do some, but knew I barely had any...it was all stuck to the inside of this little glass vial. I managed to scrape together 25mg and thought okay, this will really amp things up...then I managed to scrape 40mg together and I thought...okay, shit is about to go down.

This was at the peak of the mescaline trip bear in mind. So I decided it was now or never. I could imagine what it would be like to smoke DMT now or I can do it. So I decided there was no turning back.

I was tripping quite a bit so I kept losing things...bong...lighter...parsley, and ended up making a bit of a mess, spilling parsley everywhere. But I got things set up, layered the DMT between the parsley and sat on my duvet on the floor ready to do it.

I take the first hit and instantly the OEVs have become more intense. Take another hit but don't get much. I take a third hit, a pretty big one, and I can hear that rising tone, that increasing sound of static, and I can sense the 'program' is about to run, and can almost predict what the visuals will be like. But before the entities have their way with me, I take one more hit. As I light it, all the embers turn into flowing faces smiling up at me. I take in the hit, hold it in, lie back, then let it out after 5-10 seconds.

I don't really remember what happened next, except I was gone. I wasn't a human anymore. I had no body, no ego. It felt like I was there...wherever there was...for an eternity. Or at least time didn't exist anymore. I've been struggling ever since to remember what happened, but I can't. I can vaguely remember going to a beautiful and ineffable place, with overwhelmingly complex visuals, but I have no strong memory of that in my mind.

Eventually I was able to open my eyes for a bit and my first thought was "That was the divine". It felt like I had confronted some extremely powerful and benevolent 'other' and this presence was still lingering. It felt like I was in heaven as I was looking at these complex ethereal patterns crawling on my ceiling. But everything was too intense still so I closed my eyes again. There was still activity going on behind my eyelids. I could make out one of the entities...alien-like with sharp features, doing their usual weird entertainment/building activities. I can only assume that this was happening before, but more vividly and at high speed.

When I come to again, I turn on one side and start crying, not in a sad way, but out of humility, gratitude and sheer awe at what just happened. I felt reborn, like I was shot out of the womb, both traumatised and over-joyed at what I was shown. It was weird coming down from the DMT because I was still tripping from the mescaline. I was in disbelief for a long time, repeating "oh my god, oh my god" over and over, holding my head in absolute disbelief. I instantly began asking myself if I can call myself an atheist after that (I still do) and I was trying to make sense of that encounter with the 'divine'...Why is this experience possible?

The experience went beyond flying through hyperspace with the entities. It felt like a true religious experience...a shame I can't remember any/most of it :/

I was wondering if anyone else has tried the mescaline + DMT combo, and if so, what was it like?

Also, has anyone else had a hard time remembering their really strong DMT experiences? I know as I came out it was the most profound thing that has ever happened, but my recollection of what happened melted away, like it was too alien and insane for my mind to compartmentalise. It's kind of annoying not being able to remember it, makes it seem almost pointless.

Anyway, thanks for reading

Lol!!! So... yeah. I did the exact same thing yesterday. 4 grams of cacti goo and a 50MG dmt blast at the peak. It was transformational to say the least.

I love hearing about completely random strangers experiencing synchronicity

I ended up in what appeared to be some divine interface where I accessed the programs that translated into my reality. My intention before launching, and before taking the mescaline, was to improve on some aspects of myself that I felt were keeping me stuck in a loop. In this interface, I downloaded new versions of my "compassion" code, and fixed some of the errors in my "frustration" code. Then I did a full reboot. When I came back to this "reality" everything was still very digitalized and I saw everything as a program functioning independently, yet as a whole. It was exactly what I needed.

What time did you smoke the DMT? I smoked sometime between 7:30-8:00 pm, eastern standard time.

Man stop giving me ideas. That sounds like something i should try to access and reprogram some of my programs. Can you elaborate do you actually notice changes that took place?
I apologies firdous e bareen i am not trying to derail your post just interested in AcaciaConfusedYah results .

By the way great report firdous e bareen Yeah sometimes it's like that best to except it and keep on exploring you never know what will be the trigger and you will remember certain details...happens all the time just ask around.
I am glad you had such profound experience.

I'll see if I can elaborate, but some of the things don't translate to language as smoothly as I'd like.

It all starts a little over a year ago. I realized that I can use some of these compounds as tools to better myself. I decided to create a ritual that I called "Reflection Day." The second and fourth sundays of every month, I would take a healthy dose of mushrooms and work on myself. Before consuming, I would pick two(actually 3, but I never picked the third topic) topics to bring in with me - something that I wanted to improve on and usually something for fun that I wanted to play around with, and room for the random that might occur.

Example - If I had been feeling down, or anxious, I would plan on trying to address the cause and see if I could make changes in my life - sometimes the introspection of a psychedelic experience can mirror my faults and make them known so that I can work on them in this reality. The fun topic might be something simple as playing some music that I like and see how it altered the already altered state of mind. I always let the mushrooms choose the third, and sometimes there were more than three.

Practicing reflection day was very helpful to me. It always shed new light on scenarios that I had been struggling with, and gave me hints and clues about how to deal with them. However, I got to a point where I had little time to participate in reflection day. That's when DMT came into my life. At that point, I could have these reflections without consuming 6-8 hours, but it is much different on DMT then mushrooms - as we all know.

As more time passed, more responsibilities grew and my time for participating and integrating these experiences grew less and less. As my time for integration depleted, some of the lessons began to unravel and deteriorate.

Imagine it like a computer - Say you have windows XP. When you got XP, it was the top of the line for the time. As time passes, you forget to upgrade, but eveything still worked fine because all of your programs were designed for XP. As new programs are created, now they are primarily designed for Windows 8 - however your processing ability and the hardware was still suited for XP. Because the compatibility did not line up completely, some of the new programs wont run as efficiently as they should or could.

I realized that I had been subscribing to programs that were not quite fit for my operating ability, but I still jammed them in there. It can be frustrating when things don't line up the way that they "should." Needless to say, I was getting frustrated with some of the added responsibilities in my life. The frustration made normal processes even more difficult. Not only that, but I also had friends asking me to help them with their own personal issues as well. Rising frustration inhibited the full potential of compassion and growth.


So, I decided it was time to bring back reflection day. Instead of it being on a specific day, I decided that I would reflect whenever I needed. So, yesterday, instead of mushies, I chose mescaline. I heart mescaline.
I decided that the two goals for reflection day would be Frustration and Compassion - and balancing the two.

I did work on myself through out the day sorting through the stuff that rattles around this mind. I did confront some things that were "good" and some things that were "bad." I got to a point where I knew it was time for DMT. Something inside me told me that this would solidify the things I had been working on.

I packed my pipe, went outside, said my prayer and launched. The rest just happened.... I was blasted through a "worm hole" into the interface. Immediately, things started working on me. I was given an upgrade in the compassion area, and the frustration program was fixed - for now. I also went through some other minor upgrades, but I'm still not completely sure what their use will be. It was hinted that they will be used soon enough. Perhaps it was the ability for conscious awareness of emotional status.

when I came back, I felt wonderful. I felt like I had just lifted a burden from my shoulders. I felt proud, compassionate, and fully functional. When I came inside, the dogs started freaking out - instead of feeling frustrated that they were causing a ruckus, I felt happy to see them and gave them all hugs.

I was still seeing in "digital" vision and they had little programs running above them that processed their existence in this reality. Codes were flowing over their head, and with each second the codes were growing and changing as their existence is not static, but ever changing.


So....Now, I want to be able to utilize this so that I can maintain a healthy mind. With a healthy mind, we build a healthy body, and vice versa.

Fidrous that seems like an awesome experience. Like a really beautiful experience reading past the words. Thanks for sharing dude

Peace to you all

I had a very similar experience with a DMT ketamine combination. It was a small amount of ketamine, just enough to alleviate the anxiety. Then I freebased 50mg of some DMT I extracted from acacia confusa about a week earlier. One huge hit and I had my girlfriend right there to take the pipe from me so I didn't drop it. I was instantly blasted thousands of feet into the air and immersed into a place beyond description. It then got very bright and a I saw a multi colored, winged creature coming towards me. After that I can't remember what happened but afterwards I was overwhelmed with awe and amazement. I as well could not stop saying "oh my god, oh my god, wow!".