Hi everyone peace and love to you all.
So i was going mountain biking and camping with three good friends so i decided to share a bit of spice with them, two of them hadn't tried it before so i thought 25 mg each in a joint wouldn't be too intense. I weighed it out and packed it into my sleeping bag.
After a couple of good days riding we were at the camp having a few beers and joints when i mentioned the spice, one friend declined but the other two were up for it so i went and made a joint. I decided to put it all in as i figured a few mg's extra wouldnt hurt, then i sat back by the campfire but made sure i had room to stretch my legs out. I got the two friends to sit close enough that we could easily pass it between us and suggested we 1 toke pass it and try and hold it in until it comes back.
Then i had a swig of beer to lube my throat and sparked up. As soon as it was lit the friend who had tried it said he could smell it and i could taste it strongly, i then took a large hit, passed it on and held it in it wasn't harsh at all and i easily held it until it came back though i wasn't feeling anything yet. The friend who hadnt tried it before said it tasted like shit. I had the second toke and passed it as i was waiting for it to come back i started to feel something happening and the ringing noise was starting.
Holding in the third toke the ringing noise was getting louder and the kaleidoscopic patterns were starting to superimpose on my vision. On the fourth toke everything seemed to go dark except for the campfire which although the flames were only a foot high looked like a cartoon of a raging inferno, the ringing was getting intense and i really wanted to lay back but i knew i could handle a couple more hits. So i took the fith one and passed it but my hand seemed to be moving in super slow motion, when i eventually reached my friend he had a massive grin and was staring into the distance with wide eyes i had to call his name before he noticed the joint which he eventually took but he was moving in slow motion as well. I decided i would have one more toke then lay back.
So i had another huge hit held it and passed it on then layed back and closed my eyes, the kaleidoscopic "mandala" was intense and i felt like i was being dragged underground but in a nice way. I felt like all i had to do was relax a little more and i would breakthrough. But i started to worry about my friends i thought if im tripping this much they must be really tripping, this stopped me from going any deeper and i just lay there watching the patterns and listening out incase i heard one of them losing it.
I was lying there for probably a few minutes with the patterns still going intensely when i heard the nearest friend start to move. I asked him if he was ok he said yes and that that was just what he wanted a dmt trip to be like, he then started to explain his trip but i had to stop him and said im sorry but im still tripping hard. He said ok and carried on talking to the other two. I lay there feeling like i coluld finally relax but i knew it was too late to breakthrough so i opened my eyes and looked up at the trees. They were oak but they looked like giant fractal fern leaves constantly morphing and glowing with different colours. It was beautifull.
I watched the trees for another few minutes until i started to feel a bit more normal then i sat up and started talking to my friends the one who had tried it before seemed to have a great trip but interestingly the one who hadn't said he didn't feel much. Im really surprised that a joint had that effect and will definatley share another with friends but maybe with less spice. I think i need to be alone to properly breakthrough. Thank you for reading. I love you all.
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