Noinch
Well-Known Member
So the past few months I've been dabbling in dmt quite a bit, both small doses and breaking through every so often but tonight was something else.
I didn't have a glass pipe on me so I just used the bottle and foil method, eye ball'd a good chuck of dmt, loaded it up, held lighter underneath, let the bottle fill entirely with smoke. First hit, feel it all the way to my stomach, hits me pretty hard, go for the second hit. As i'm inhaling I feel like i'm about to throw up, definitely feeling it come on so I go in for the third with my eyes closed.
All of a sudden before I even finish inhaling it feels like i'm violently throwing up everywhere, I can see a blur of my room that's distorted in colors and geometric patterns but I swear I have my eyes closed. I see a figure in my door-way asking if i'm okay and what's wrong, i'm certain it's my father. There's people around me just looking at me, they seem to be some of my friends but i'm unsure from how distorted everything is.
My mind just breaks into pieces i'm wondering who I am and what i'm doing and how I got there and why i'm dying, it gets unimaginably hard to think, it feels like I've completely stopped thinking and i'm just in this suspended loop of dying but somehow having this consciousness and thought that's just trapped and forced to witness it.
All of a sudden i'm back laying on my side on my bed in a pile of crap I had on it. For some reason I have a pack of raw papers in my hand. I look at it and my entire vision is just encapsulated by it, these giant fern like leaves just appear in my vision all around it and warp to the angle I move the pack of papers. Slowly over the next minute or two it wears off and i'm back to ground 0.
I'm just left here feeling very confused and unsure of what even just happened. It felt like I was experiencing the worst thing possible but at the same time I feel like it was a very good experience, I always say any experience is a good experience and I definitely still stand by this. Definitely feels like I have a lot to learn from this and now I start the journey of piecing it together.
I didn't have a glass pipe on me so I just used the bottle and foil method, eye ball'd a good chuck of dmt, loaded it up, held lighter underneath, let the bottle fill entirely with smoke. First hit, feel it all the way to my stomach, hits me pretty hard, go for the second hit. As i'm inhaling I feel like i'm about to throw up, definitely feeling it come on so I go in for the third with my eyes closed.
All of a sudden before I even finish inhaling it feels like i'm violently throwing up everywhere, I can see a blur of my room that's distorted in colors and geometric patterns but I swear I have my eyes closed. I see a figure in my door-way asking if i'm okay and what's wrong, i'm certain it's my father. There's people around me just looking at me, they seem to be some of my friends but i'm unsure from how distorted everything is.
My mind just breaks into pieces i'm wondering who I am and what i'm doing and how I got there and why i'm dying, it gets unimaginably hard to think, it feels like I've completely stopped thinking and i'm just in this suspended loop of dying but somehow having this consciousness and thought that's just trapped and forced to witness it.
All of a sudden i'm back laying on my side on my bed in a pile of crap I had on it. For some reason I have a pack of raw papers in my hand. I look at it and my entire vision is just encapsulated by it, these giant fern like leaves just appear in my vision all around it and warp to the angle I move the pack of papers. Slowly over the next minute or two it wears off and i'm back to ground 0.
I'm just left here feeling very confused and unsure of what even just happened. It felt like I was experiencing the worst thing possible but at the same time I feel like it was a very good experience, I always say any experience is a good experience and I definitely still stand by this. Definitely feels like I have a lot to learn from this and now I start the journey of piecing it together.
