Date: 13 November 2014

PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Positive, optimistic, happy, although I do have to work later today.
Setting (physical location): Up on a hill overlooking train tracks and the city/forest below.
time of day: 10am
last meal: Coffee and a breakfast burrito. I did work out before the trip.

PARTICIPANT
Gender: (male)
body weight: (175lb)

BIOASSAY
Substance(s): DMT
Dose(s): 40mg
Method of administration: GVG

EFFECTS
Administration time:Unknown
Duration: 5-6 minutes
First effects: 20 seconds
Peak: 1 minute
Come down: 4 minutes
Baseline: 20 minutes

Intensity (overall):5/10

Assessment
Pleasantness: (3/4)
Unpleasantness: (0/4)
Visual Intensity: (2/4)


REPORT

This journey took place about two hours ago, and I'm going to try and keep it brief, because i don't know that it sheds a lot of new insights on anything. I have decided however that I want to do a report for each of my first ten DMT trips, and this brings me to seven. After I get to ten, I think that I'll only do write-ups for the ones that provide me with something new or unique.

So this trip took place at the same location and pretty much same conditions as the one I had yesterday. Today I brought another friend with me. This guy is a huge hippy and is experienced with DMT. He had never tried the GVG though, so he was excited for that opportunity. He kept saying that he needed to leave so he could go buy a bike from some other guy, but I promised that his time would be worthwhile if he joined me up the hill. I believe that he agreed with my claim by the time we were done.

We hiked up the hill and sat in the same place as I had yesterday and laid out a blanket and dropped a pillow. He decided that he wanted to go first and he took a 20mg dose just to test the waters. He reported that he had this halo/tension at the top of his head at the start of the blast, and it dissipated. He seemed to have a meaningful experience, but the dose wasn't that heavy, and I don't know if he brought a lot back from it. He did remark that the GVG is amazing though, which I said, "yeah, I told ya so."

Then I went into my trip. This time I took 40mg--10mg shorter than I had yesterday. This journey went more smoothly. It was a bit windier, so my buddy had to use his jacket to shield the wind while I vaped, but after I did he took the pipe and I sat in the zen pose, cross legged and sitting up.

I closed my eyes during the trip after I passed the pipe to my buddy.

I had trouble holding in the hit again, because I didn't have a lot of air in my lungs; it was mostly just DMT vapors, so at 10 seconds (I tried to count), I looked straight up and blew about 1/4 of the hit out to make room for more air. Then I held the rest of the hit for another 15-20 seconds. I do think however that I might should be trying to do this in two hits; the first one is kind of small, then the second one finishes the dose and I hold it longer--we shall see.

This time I went into a similar place as I had been before, but it wasn't as intense. Instead, I saw light energy and fair CEV. I said at about 1 minute, "DMT is a weird drug." and then I grinned and was so happy through the rest of the trip. I thought to myself, "this is what it's like to be zen."

I opened my eyes at about 2-3 minutes. Before doing so, I was taken on a journey through archetypal shapes and art pieces. I had an image of one of my tattoo artist's paintings, and I'm excited to tell him about it when I go to get more work done tomorrow.

When i opened my eyes, everything was very jumpy-outy. Everything was bright and well defined. I took a hit off the D pen right when I opened my eyes, and I could feel that it brought me a bit higher, and I already wasn't yet at a place where I could really talk. I only took the one hit, because I decided that more would be a bit much. It was very similar to when I opened my eyes on the last trip and nothing was necessarily changed, but it also didn't look the same as it would sober.

I reached over and my buddy and I hugged for awhile, but we were both seated, so I decided that we needed to stand and hug. It was a moment of ecstasy. I could smell that hippy stench on him, and I could smell curry in his coat. It made me feel alive and I really loved him in that moment. I loved all people in that moment.

He said something about being really glad that we had met and that his life has been better since we've been hanging out. All I really had to say was that I loved him.

We then packed up our belongings, walked back home, and I took a shower.

That was the seventh time that I consumed DMT.

Sniffs and smells the tell tales stench of patchuli and renetless grilled cheese samwiches. Carry on





"Further up and Further in"
Aslan

If I could have held him there longer and smelled his smells I would have done it all day long... I worried that he might have been weirded out though.