BIOASSAY:
PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Calm.
(physical condition) Set: Healthy
Setting (location):Laying back on long grass, a friends lounge room.
time of day: 1700 - 2230, overcast but blue sky was coming through while tripping. Don't know if I was seeing things.
recent drug use: Ganja at least 24 hours before.
last meal: 1400, rice and steamed vegetables.
PARTICIPANT
Gender: M
body weight: 68kg
known sensitivities: None
history of use: Had a visually altered trip once with a small dose of DMT. Not breakthrough.
BIOASSAY[/u]
Substance(s): DMT goo
Dose(s): 50 mg and 200 mg
Method of administration: 50 was vaporised with The Machine. 200 was the sandwich method in a normal bong. Calea leaf was used for the herb.
EFFECTS[/u]
Administration time: T=3:00
Duration: 1/6 hours, 1/2 hour
First effects: The world became fractal.
Peak: 3 minutes, 10 minutes (after smoking)
Come down: 10 minutes, 30 minutes (after smoking)
Baseline: 15 minutes, 45 minutes (after smoking)
Intensity (overall): 2, 3 - 4
Evaluation / notes:
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 4, 4
Unplesantness: 0, 0
Visual Intensity: 3, 4
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AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0
Afterglow: 4, I understand the world now.
The message has been sent
Man, where do I begin. Se we extracted a bunch of DMT goo. We vaporised it in a Machine. My dose was about 50 mg. I was lying on really long grass at my mate's backyard. I had a clear view of the sky, which was overcast. Before I vaped, I started my breathing exercises. "Breathe in and let go. Breathe in and let go. Don't exhale, just let go". I started to heat up the mesh. I have a standard Machine, so I couldn't really see where my flame was. So I decided to angle the Machine to the ground. Bad choice since I used goo. Some of it melted on my hand, but I smoked quite a bit by then. My mate took the Machine and I just laid back. The trees were fractal, the grass was like a cartoon. The winds were ethereal, like gossamer. The swirled and danced around me. A face formed from the winds. It was the Spirit of Nature. She spoke in an alien tongue. There were other voices too, who were the neighbours having a barbecue. They spoke in unison, accompanying the Spirit of Nature. Before she left, she said one word in English. "Surrender".
I don't know if I was seeing things or it actually happened, but as she left, the clouds parted to give her room to ascend to the heavens. Blue skies shone through. As they hit the clouds, the blue skies turned into green eyes before disappearing again. The rest of the trip was bliss. I had a partial OBE. I felt my spirit trying to ascend to join her, but something was preventing me. After that, I started to come down. As I lay there, my body didn't feel like it was mine. I was surprised to see my hand move when I wanted it to.
After I got to baseline, I charged up the Machine, this time with 100mg. I used a torch lighter to heat up the Machine. Bad choice. The neck exploded. I thought the Machine would be able to handle the heat, but clearly it didn't. This Machine had a lot of sentimental value for me. It was the Machine I was making during my ganja breakthrough (https://www.dmt-nexus.me/forum/default.aspx?g=posts&t=66386). I saw that bottle as the uniter of the world. I was disappointed. I couldn't vape any of the stuff, since the Machine broke.
My third dose was a whopping 200mg. I used the sandwich method here. Little bit of calea leaf, DMT goo and topped off with more calea. I did this in my mate's lounge room. It was about 1030pm. The lights were off, and I was in darkness. While I was tripping, I was listening to this.
Because of time and space, I exist. Therefore, I am an extension of time and space. When that feeling disappeared, I became the void. I don't know how long I was the void, but at some point I opened my actual eyes. But when I closed them again, I couldn't really tell if I was opening or closing them. It felt the same. My mate came into the room after 15 minutes (I think) and was asking me about my trip. I said to him "I'm not ready to contact an entity yet". I think he was confused, because I pictured him as being an entity. Then I said "I need to be alone". He understood and left me to experience utter divinity.
I finally listened to the Spirit of Nature. I surrendered. When that happened, I was lifting my torso up. My mouth opened really wide and the breath emptied from my lungs. I felt my skin contract tighter to my bones, eventually becoming a skeleton.
I relived the life of Buddha.
This what I visualised the dying process as looking like.
Once my physical body died, the only thing left was my spirit. I felt a river raging out of my scalp, the pristine waters carrying off all the junk in my mind. I then pictured this.
Suddnely, some Tibetan singing bowls and some drums started playing. I felt my forehead fluttering open. The room around me was a swirl of chaotic black smoke and purple lights. When I went to feel my forehead, I felt my eyes first. They were closed. And yet I was seeing so much. The fingers travelled up, towards my forehead. I felt an eyelid, slowly opening. In actuality, it was probably just the difference in texture that fooled me to think something was there. Whether it was there or not isn't important. I felt it. Then the drum picked up and did a final rapid beat, and my third eye burst open, flooding the universe with light. Much like Tien using the Solar Flare in Dragon Ball. When the light was subsiding, I was face to face with a bearded and long haired skeletonised monk. It was me. After the rapid drum beat, there was only 1 monk chanting. I visualised this as me. After some solo chanting, the other monks joined in. My vision panned out, to see me seated on a cosmic lotus island, surrounded by infinite monks, all chanting in unison. They were all facing me. My two normal eyes closed, and my third eye open. The third eye would pulsate with every syllable. I don't know how long I was in this state. I saw several beings, but they were indistinct. I also saw the shaman from the fake DMT commercial. Except that shaman was me. The visual of the shaman suddenly jumped from in front of my eyes to being a part of me. I looked at my hands, and they were glowing. I became that shaman. Throughout this state, the Spirit of Nature repeated the same word, "Surrender". Her presence was felt, but I did not see her. She was guiding me, telling me to let go of everything.
During this time, my hands were moving on their own. I was feeling this body. It was not mine. My hands behaved like snakes, slithering all over my torso and face. They sensed, but I did not. If I recorded myself, I guess I would look like I was undergoing a black magic ritual. When the Tibetan singing bowls started to play in the monk chant, my fingers automatically assumed the meditative pose.
Similar to this, except my ring finger was bent all the way while my other fingers were straight.
My hands would change their pose, but always something reminiscent of Hinduism or Buddhism. I started to chant along with the monks, but without a voice. I felt the breath escape from my lungs as if I were chanting along. I felt their voices of the monks resonate from within me.
My descent was easy and crept up unexpectedly. I hit the earth hard enough to wake up with a jolt. I gasped, filling my lungs with air from this realm.
So, what do I mean by "the message has been sent"? Well, I became an entity. I was speaking in tongues to no one in particular. At the time, I thought "Maybe I just sent a message to the hyperspace network. And someone will end up receiving it". So if any of you guys see a glowing Buddha shaman, then that's me. I think.
"A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools."