Dmt

Dmt

anyone ever had this?

"I know someone who had there hit, then there trip consisted of them leaving the party they were at. Walking home, having an argument with their girlfriend coz they had been gone for ages, then going to sleep.

They then woke up (still in their trip), went to work, and during their lunch hour felt like they needed a quick 5 mins coz they were tired. He shut his eyes, and woke up back at the party that he thought he was at the day before.

Bizarre"

Serious stuff. Only for the true space cadet !

http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=13669

amazing

fuck all that illegal stuff, get on the chocolate!

http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=8399

lol that's quite a story!

loads of it about at the Glade.

It realise's the chemical in the brian that is only normaly used when your born or going to die.

Martin a 40 year old hippy psy-trance vetern caner had some and said that he say and exprecined every potential life he could of had and was incapable of talking or moving when on it.

Seems really serious stuff.

That stuff sounds bloody awful!

Darude just loves his hallucinogenics.

"everything was so beautiful that it amazed me to no end. I ended up playing with my dog for a while, I really enjoyed touching anything I could get my hands on."

A lot of storys like that are nowhere near the truth of what a psychedelic drug experience is like. Get past the fits of laughter and sillyness and youll have one of the most thoughtfull and spiritual experiences youll ever encounter. Its serious shit and it irritates me when people ridicule it with retarded bullshit.

Its not for ignorant people and im convinced bad trips are likely to happen to people that love being in their comfort zone and arent open to new experiences that contradict anything they have ever been told, religion, media, politics and general rules that control society.

That thing Rossy has quoted is something i can definately relate to.

Its the one thing i want to try. The pros outweight the cons:

POSITIVE

* short duration
* immersive experiences
* intense open eye visuals and kaleidescopic patterning
* powerful "rushing" of sensation
* radical perspective shifting
* profound life-changing spiritual experiences

NEGATIVE

* overly-intense experiences (is that such a bad thing?)
* hard on the lungs to smoke
* slight stomach discomfort
* difficulty integrating experiences
* overwhelming fear
* fast onset and intensity can lead to problems if not prepared (dropped pipe, knocking things over, falling)

Bark hunting is a favoured weekend activity now. I look like some botanist with my khaki satchel, mini saw, and hiking boots.

Australia may have some of the harshest drug laws in the world, but it has the majority of the worlds Acacia species (whose bark contains DMT), so I'd like to see them try to ban trees

Nothing like a good old tree, i spent 2 hours of a detox hugging one

I'd have been a bit better if you hadn't stiched me 2 hours later "aye actually i've never did that much before" the main problem lied in the fact i was buckled before i had chance to stand back up and there was loads of chavers in no tops everywhere. Needed a bit of air...

I always wanted to try this then I tried salvia and realised I'm far to much of a light weight, doesnt this go for about £250 a gram or something?

deary me



By the time I had finished throwing up the world had changed entirely. There was some faint neurotic process reminding me to look after my body, but it was of similar importance to looking after a possession.

Luckily, Nick had not managed to get any effect, and he guided me into his living room, where I lay down, eyes open, and began to experience absolute terror. I was in a completely different universe - it was in no way similar to reality. Somehow the terror was not unpleasant. The universe I was in did not have room for pleasant/unpleasant, happy/sad, etc. There were 3 types of emotion: terror, euphoria, and the baseline emotion which was like full awareness of the only important universe - the one I had gained access to - the domain of the spirits/mind/ consciousness - whatever.

The visual effects were astounding. I wasn't perceiving things through my eyes (I didn't have a body), I just knew what my environment was, and therefore what it looked like. Closing my eyes did not change the scene in any significant way. There were icons and images of things such as a stylised eagle - all reminiscent of Inca or perhaps ancient Egyptian religious art (not that I know anything about Inca or ancient Egyptian art). These images were always moving and evolving in some kind way. These images were like decoration for the place I was in. There were worm/snake like things inside my legs (which were translucent), but at the time I didn't realise they were my legs. The hallucinations were in no way similar to LSD hallucinations. These things were real, ever present and in perfect clarity. The quality of light had changed in some indefinable way - not more intense colours, but more clear, more real (the most real) - what I was seeing was pure and unadulterated reality, not a rough approximation made by faulty perception mechanisms.

I knew that I, that is, my mind had left my body and was in the realm of the basic entity of the universe - where consciousnesses reside when they are not tied to a body on our Earthly reality. I was aware that this is where spirits/souls reside if their body dies and probably where they are before you are born. After you are born, it is still there, but your mind becomes solely concerned with your body, (until you are released by DMT). I knew that it was possible to enter this 'realm of the gods' without DMT - it just involved losing all beliefs and constructs. At the time I called it 'the realm of the gods' for lack of any other way to describe it, but this is completely misleading as the gods were just human consciousnesses/souls/spirits, and they had no interest in the normal reality - they had not created it, nor influenced it in any way. The realm of the gods involved complete exposure and full awareness of the absolute chaos, power and unboundedness of the universe (not the universe we know, but the one where consciousnesses exist).

The first hour was indescribably intense - an unbounded (infinite does not seem to be enough) number of things were happening at once and my mind was being exposed to information it could not cope with. I knew I was insane, and I doubted that I would ever recover. I did not even know what being sane meant. I could not remember what it was like to be normal. Most of the this time I was not terrified, but terror-full, although this terror was not unpleasant (pleasure did not enter into it) and it did not effect my thinking. It was not bad or good - it just was.

During the second hour I spent more time at the baseline emotion, and some time at the euphoric. The euphoria seemed to be because I had 'seen it all' and come through relatively unscathed - my mind hadn't been completely unhinged by the experience. I was beginning to feel as though my mind was now capable of dealing with the onslaught of this 'realm of the souls' - as if I now belonged there. I knew that some madness is caused by being privy to the 'realm of the souls'. At this stage, things had stopped happening so fast and speech became easier (apparently my speech was mostly coherent all the way through - but I was sure that my body was babbling in tongues).

At various times during the 3 hour duration, I had to ask Nick about myself - it was as if I needed to be reminded of my values and beliefs and 'personality' (of course I couldn't make him understand this and he could only tell me things that seemed insignificant such as my likes and dislikes and my history). At one point I wanted to know about my family (their beliefs, psyches and values). I think this was because I felt like they had ceased to be important, but I didn't want that to happen.

The third and fourth hours after ingestion were spent discussing, in what seemed like profound detail, the experience with [...] - who I felt had been at the same place as me. By the fourth hour, I was back on Earth and not really suffering any effects, although I was extremely shell-shocked, and still believed everything I experienced to be absolutely real (more real than the rest of my life). Even the next day this feeling remained, and I spent most of my time reliving, and trying to deal with my experience. It was obvious to others who knew me that I was extremely distressed. I knew where I would be when I died, but I didn't know how I was going to deal with the rest of my life - this reality seemed so unimportant and trivial compared to the greater reality I had experienced.

Today is Monday, and I am beginning to reject the 'realm of the souls' reality in favour of our consensus reality. Yesterday I doubted my sanity, and could not face another ayahuasca experience, but today I think I have integrated the experience to a large degree, and hope to experiment again - to see if I enter the same reality again, or a different one.

I would not recommend this experience to anyone with any kind of psychological difficulties, or anyone not prepared to be terrified out of their brain. If LSD can trigger schizophrenia in susceptible people, then ayahuasca almost definitely will. Likewise, I wouldn't suggest it as a first psychedelic experience. At the time, trying to compare the experience with an LSD trip, all I could think was that LSD is just a toy compared with this. LSD seems to just play with perception and thought, but the ayahuasca experience seems to leave the mind clear, and create and incredibly real universe of mind blowing dimensions (it is impossible to explain how real, but it was much more real than this universe). Maybe DMT seeks out the 'believe this' area of the brain and flicks all the switches, or perhaps the other reality does exist. Either way, the result can be extremely disturbing, and easily life changing.

Wowzas