Sunday sacrament! After dragging yourself through the dreadful dredge that they call a 'week', it's time for Sunday Sacrament! Stick out your tongues, this is my body, this is my blood. This is my lovely off-white dandruff, smelling like new sneakers inlayed with beautiful flowers.

To cut to the chase, I started out with a small dose of LSA extract. I remember how it made me feel last time. Perfectly at peace, meditative and slightly visual. Not this time. This time it felt like I injected myself with a dose of gutrot, straight into the pancreas or liver or spleen or canneloni or whatever other vital organ my body holds. It made feel like a balloon. Sure, my mind was floating and drifting around to God knows where. It also made me feel gaseous, like God had stuck a straw down my throat and blew up my stomach like asshole kids do to frogs. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, I must admit. There was no peace of mind, only unpleasant confusion and relief that I did not opt for those few seeds extra.

I trundled off to bed and decided that this LSA stuff wasn't going to cut it. What was I gonna do with just feeling anxious, nervous? Like in some tripping limbo. I didn't take the train to tripville like with mushrooms. Not the timetravelling, dimension defying spaceship to infinity that is DMT. This was rolling down a muddy, carpet-covered hill to lame town, sitting on the outskirts full of lepers and venereal diseases. Oh no.

First came 'doubtful', then came 'pipeful'. I wasn't all too sure about loading up the pipe with caapi, but did so anyway. Bugger off, conscience. I smoked and was reminded that, yeah, the smell and taste of caapi leaf is actually quite nice and a smooth smoke. After having had a shit experience with some nasty, harsh, nauseating and sickening changa, it took me some convincing. But seriously, caapi is even nice as a tea.

Two pipefuls later, my head swimming just a little, I was reminded of my little golden pocket of spice. So I grab my Mini Machini (TM) (it's a crappy looking machine, just very small), and load up with a very small hit of DMT. Last time I got a bit of a scare when I was suddenly in too deep. So wanted to take it gentle. I put on the album "In search of a meaningful moment" by Shulman and it turned out to be ideal tripping music. I can't describe how well it fitted the whole experience.

Let me tell you, oh dear ladies and not-ladies and everything inbetween, I will never smoke DMT without caapi again.

I take the shot, it hits. See, what caapi does, isn't just lengthen the DMT trip. It stretches it out, really. Everything is longer. Normally with DMT, you stick a factory's worth of bottlerockets, cruise missiles and atomic warheads in every orifice imaginable and blast off. You explode in the nightsky, filling everything with the beautiful colours of Dimitri Tripanov. With caapi, that sweet little helper, it takes you by the hand and slowly lifts you upwards. Exactly where you need to go.

It gently abducts me through a portal, a vortex. It was beautiful, flying through there. I land in a field of grass. A beautiful lady, hippylike with her round sunglasses, headband over long blonde hair is sitting next to me. She waves a hand over my body and sends me good vibrations. I wish this didn't sound cheesy as my bell-end after a week of shower abstinence, but she really did. I literally felt my body vibrate and tingle in such a good way.

It was bliss. I imagine this is what people feel as a mystic experience. The lady told me "I'm here for you. This experience is all yours to enjoy. Please, all this goodness is for you. All of it." I feel like that's what people probably experience when they feel a deity is lending them a listening ear.

You know how with straight DMT, it just kicks you out of your trip? "Time's up, you can go now. Bye bye." Not with caapi. Just as gently as it took me away, it brought me back. After climbing to the height of the trip, it let me slide gently out of it. The come down took so goddamn long, just gently tripping away to sobriety.

This made me regain confidence that, yes, I CAN handle DMT. It's pretty. I don't have to be afraid of confusion. Don't cling to thoughts like "ALL IS GOING IN AND OUT OF ITSELF, WHO AM YOU I IT SHTIK WIZZLE?". Let it go, let it go. God I hate that song. Really though: let go of confusion, enjoy the experience as is.

I loaded up the Mini Machini (TM) some more. A bigger dose this time. I take three good, solid tokes. It gently lifts me up again and takes me to a backdrop of green figures that were both metallic in texture but also organic in shape. "Hmm, I'm still thinking straight. I'm not in a different place. This isn't exactly a breakthrough yet." Then they came, small golden gnomes. "Oh, you didn't break through. We're doing something different today!", they telecommunicate through my skull, "WE broke through! We came to your realm this time!" They smile as they dance around me in a circle.

Well, I might not have broken through. But when laughing golden gnomes shaped like Matrosjka dolls and covered with pulsating sine wave patterning from a different realm come to you instead and dance around you in a circle, you can be pretty confident you took enough.

Sliding I get back down into reality, still enjoying some of the effects. I lie down in my bed and particularly appreciate that I had been sitting where my feet are now. Nice, buttwarm feet. Love it. I look up.

I sleep beneath a window in the roof. I see the clouds drifting by, showing black holes where stars shine through. It was absolutely beautiful. So much so, I take a little bit of orange, sticky desertwax (my DMT has oxidized) and load up a last small hit.

I look up. The clouds shift, the stars become the brightest, most beautiful thing I've ever seen. Conveying ancientness, a sense of infinity. A cloud is shaped like looking a lion in the face, two stars shining where its eyes were.

By now it was enough for sure. I should be thankful for the amazing experiences I've already had instead of keeping on asking for more. It would shallow it all out. I can't imagine DMT ever becoming not special, but still. Keep it special by keeping it rare, you know?

DMT inspires me to write, it makes me incredibly eloquent. Not just to tripping me, but also to post-trip me and untripped people. DMT also makes me horny as hell. My GF is on a vacation with her family. I was to come with them, but can't due to circumstances. As such, I haven't seen her for close to three weeks. So I decide to text her about how much I want her right now. In quite some detail. In return, she called me a tease.

Off to bed now. For real.

Now, what I took away from this:

-Caapi makes the DMT trip so much more gentle, without taking away any of its intensity or meaning. It makes it all more soft, without detracting from it or nullifying it. It makes it all easier to grasp and digest.

-In fact, caapi often makes me learn more. I have so many more meaningful encounters with other 'beings' when I involve some caapi. Not only that, but I seem to understand them a lot better. Almost as if caapi is a translation device, a channel for communication.

-With caapi, every stage is stretched out. Come up, peak and come down. It is double the length of straight DMT, easily.

-Caapi made it soooo damn easy to drift in and out of the experience. Coming down? Take a tad bit more and you're off for another journey.

I thank you all for reading and sticking with me through this sermon spouted by my fingertips. I appreciate it. Really.

Thank you for sharing your experience.

I have been tip-toeing around introducing caapi into my "ceremonies" (if you will) but this post is making me want to take the leap. just a few questions for you if you dont mind..

Was this caapi just plain leaf or was it enhanced at all? I have made a batch of 10x caapi leaf that i have yet to use and was curious as to how much i should ingest/smoke (as i have read many mixed things on the fortified leaf as to whether it actually works or not)

Also was the caapi smoked by itself or was DMT sandwiched inside? if smoked by itself, how long did you allow before smoking the DMT?

also about how many mg of DMT was smoked?

Thanks again for sharing your experience. I look forward to my own sometime in the near future

Do so, I don't think you'll regret it. Many people are scared of it, scared of prolonging the crazy intensity that hides in this dust. But like I mentioned, I feel it makes DMT a little friendlier. Easier, though not lesser. It doesn't tone down the craziness, but it makes you understand the craziness a little better, I think.

I smoked dried, plain leaf. It's a pleasant smoke. It's got a slightly sweet smell, also fresh like mint. Kind of like a herbal tea, maybe. I put it in a regular smoking pipe, tamp it down and smoke it as if it were filled with tobacco. Heat it gently and it'll be quite easy to inhale and not that harsh on the lungs at all. It only gets harsh when you push it too much and burn it too hot. I smoked two packed bowls in total.

I can feel when I have smoked enough caapi for it to have effect. It's subtle, but I feel a little light headed. Like it's swimming, but oh so gently. A soft dizziness. Relaxed, mood lifted. It's subtle, but noticeable. That's when I know I can stop or smoke on a little longer to get a more pronounced caapi influence.

Fortified leaf will do the trick just fine as well! It'll take a lot less leaf material to smoke. I have this batch of changa (1 gram of DMT melted on 1 gram of 11x caapi). It works like a charm, though the particular batch of changa makes me feel awful. It gets me feverish, cold sweat, puking, head ache.. Even thinking of the smell makes me want to yak. A shame, because I've had some meaningful experiences on it. I don't know why it is, though. I suspect the creator of this batch used rubbing alcohol or some other ethanol they dirtied up to prevent people from drinking the stuff. I must say I prefer to smoke caapi and DMT seperately, though. DMT from a machine is so much smoother if done right. With changa, DMT will burn. Which gives a very harsh smoke. You also get more freedom to vary the two ingredients: a little less caapi or a little more, a little less DMT or a little more.

I smoked the caapi leaf and DMT seperately. First two pipefuls of plain caapi leaf. Then I took my time picking some nice tunes, getting out my machine and DMT, getting ready mentally, loading the machine.. I think there was about 15 minutes between the caapi and first hit of DMT.

As to amounts.. I know what I'm about to say is pretty blasphemous around these parts, but I eyeball it. For a small amount, I pick up a few sticky grains and smear them on the mesh of my machine. I'll go no larger than the head on a straight pin, though. That's enough for me.