Hello all,
My first 'real' DMT experience has prompted me to reach out, as it seems I have no idea what DMT really is; it seems that those here have the greatest wealth with respect to experience, and as such can provide stable reductions.
Although I have intentions to compose an introductory essay, a brief synopsis of my life experience is as such
- Twenty-three year old Male
- Undergraduate degree in life sciences, postgraduate degree in Public Health
-Drug usage has or does involve; Cannabis, Mushrooms, LSD, MDMA, Tobacco (± random uppers/downers)
I recently performed an ACRB extraction yielding unfathomable amounts of a 1:1 smoking blend that included Passionflower, Pau D'arco and mullein. First tastings were met with mild effects; most notably the carrier wave and CEV's. I roughly equated a small cone piece as a decent 'hit' through a small bong.
Last night I decided to go again, packing a thumbscrewed cone; which was going to be followed up by another...
I should note that the last couple of weeks I have had a lingering cold, which in conjunction with tobacco smoking, has led to an abnormally large amount of mucous throughout my respiratory tract and sinuses.
So... dark room, incense burning, prior meditation ...... flick of the lighter and....I clear the chamber...
Boom.
Post 15 seconds I believe I exhaled, the only perceivable stimuli was the insatiably loud and surround carrier wave and a shining white light; out of this light emerged what I can only assume to be The Chrysanthemum, I could only label it the big spinny thing . Pressure had built to breaking point from.... somewhere? I felt like I had to breakthrough, I knew what I was breaking through
and then.....
my body has some sort of spasmodic urge, I can feel a exorcism coming...
Next thing I know, I'm kneeled over purging mucous into my cupped hands. At this point my ego has set the alarm, trying to cling onto anything real; yet the tighter I clung, the further it was flung. This was reminiscent of a previous LSD trip, however i struggled to let go of my ego in both of these cases- meditation seemed futile
I took a little while to collect myself, not knowing whether DMT or any of this was for me; yet here I am, a full 24 hours later. : D. Next journey shall be without perceivable physical alignment, plus the now pre-trip anxiety haha.
Powerful medicine indeed.
"My religion is not deceiving myself"
-Jetsun Milarepa