Having come into the possession of some Changa from a trusted source while abroad, a series of experiments were performed. I am writing about a week later, and half the world away, and so some details, particularly pertaining to dates, have been washed away.
Those were my 1st experiments with DMT/Changa; previous DMT intake was only in the form of aya, and low doses at that; such that the strongest aya experience was weaker than the weakest changa experience.
Attempt #1:
SET: Anxious, but in the mood for exploration. Took me over 1 hour of meditation to dissipate it.
SETTING: Outdoors, in a bench in the outskirts of a forest, with a (sober) friend.
DOSE: 100mg changa, unknown ratio, 2 lungfuls.
It tasted as nicely as it smelled. That was the first thing noted. After one lungful there were no effects, so a second one was inhaled. About 65% through that, the VG began .. changing. I took this to mean that the effects were beginning to manifest. Finished inhaling, put the VG & lighter away, and closed my eyes.
Space seemed to stretch and there was a sound raising in intensity. At the same time, sounds from nearby seemed to be so much more distant than what I still knew them to be.
I saw giant faces with eyes, there is an Alex Grey painting that pictures them perfectly. I could feel things getting weirder and weirder. Perhaps for that reason, I opened my eyes. What I saw deeply disturbed me; Besides looking alien, everything seemed mechanical, impersonal and neutral. Nature had no meaning and it wasn't necessarily benevolent.
It was too much too soon, and too alien, so the instinct was to struggle for control, which I did successfully. After about 3 minutes of real time (as relayed by my friend), during which all I could do was staring at the trees in front and grabbing the bench with all my might, it came to and end, just as abruptly as it had begun. The headspace was 100% sober, which impressed me.
Besides being hot and a bit sweaty, did not notice any other physical effects. At this point I was stunned, but mostly glad to be back and away from the feeling of nothing having any meaning.
While not great, it nevertheless sustained my curiosity and I vowed to try it again before leaving to another country in 4-or-so days.
The next day was spent hiking on 2C-B, a dramatically different experience as one might imagine
Which brings us to attempt #2:
SET: Determined to let go and see what it has to offer, keeping in mind to have eyes closed the whole time.
SETTING: At (my friend's) home, in the attic. Bach playing through headphones.
DOSE: The remains of attempt #1
Like before, I meditated for 30 minutes before vaping. Though this time I wasn't as anxious, it still seemed like a good idea to ground myself. Though I suspected that the remaining quantity in the bowl would be underwhelming, knowing that another experience could be had soon again compelled me to give it a try.
There is not much to say about this one, I'm including it only to be true to the events. It went much better than #1, and I fully let go before I knew it would be underwhelming. I saw some colors and geometric patterns, and knew who and what I was the whole time.
It lasted maybe 3 minutes. At this dose, no distortions/enhancements in the music being played were noted.
Happy that I let go into the experience, I decided not to partake any more that day.
#3:
Last night. In several hours, I'd be in a plane to halfway across the world.
My friend, who up until now had just observed 'from a corner', decided to take the plunge. He had a great experience, sub-breakthrough, and apparently of great mathematical insight.
I don't recall exctly what happened, but I went next and it didn't work, I think I/we wasted 1/2 bowl after that as we weren't aware of the 1h tolerance.
So we decide to wait 1 hour, and give it another shot.
I got way more than I'd bargained for.
Determined to explore the headspace, knowing that for the next half year there won't be any psychs available, I toked furiously. Nothing in my life prepared me for what happened next.
The familiar qualititive change in headspace began to form. Impossible patterns and colors begun manifesting shortly after. I must've been at this point for a couple of real-time minutes (not that I was experiencing any time distortion, it just didn't cross my mind to question how much time, while it was happening). I had once again successfully let go, or so I thought until I mentally examined my body -- and realized there was some blockage there.
Having noticed it, I let that go too, and from here on, I'm short on words.
The shapes and geometric forms intensified and kept moving, and suddenly, I was .. there. A whole higher-dimensional universe, where friendly gnomes made it their top priority to show me a bunch of tools. They were frenetically trying to get me to understand how they work (I didn't).
At this point it never crossed my mind to question what the hell this is, I had no concept of being me, or having existed elsewhere at all. Simply I was this experience, and it's only in retrospect that I can say: that was astonishing.
Most of it is, was gone from memory almost immeditately after it finished. It was too much info, too fast.
When I noticed myself asking, 'am I ever going back to MY universe?', that is, in retrospect, when the peak was over and I was coming back fast. At that point I could still 'see' the 'other universe' 'above' 'me', and it invited me in, but the descent was inevitable. I was back in my body.
I laughed like I'd never laughed before. My mind was blown to pieces. How can something like this even be possible? I laughed in awe, I laughed at the absurdity of it, I laughed in shock.
I was ecstatic.
My friend informed me that 15 minutes had gone by.
Even though I learned nothing, no revelations or insights, this was easily the most powerful psychedelic experience of my life. Not since my slightly-overblown 1st acid trip of 300ug had my mind been so blown. And this is orders of magnitude more blown. For 10 minutes after, my vocabulary consisted solely of 'Oh my god', 'What the fuck', and 'How the fuck'. I was stroking my hair repeatedly trying to understand. It's impossible to understand.
In the end, I got what I was looking for. And I will definitely be exploring DMT more, once I make it back to my corner of the world, in due time.
There has been a nagging side effect since that trip (I suppose it was a breakthrough): I noticed it some 15 mins after coming down, it lasted the whole night, and as I discovered some days ago, it comes back after some exertion;
There's a pain/discomfort in the back of my head. At first I thought it was some sort of overload, from the trip.
But now, almost a week later, I wonder if it could be anything more serious, seeing as that it reliably comes back every time when there's some exertion.
Anyone ever experienced something like this?
Thank you for reading!
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