DMT: First times

Date/Time: Saturday, March 16, 2019 - 4:30 PM, 9:00 PM

Age at time of experience: 45

Weight at time of experience: approx. 187 lbs.

Substances/Doses:

DMT - approx. 50 mg. (smoked - bong), approx. 30 mg. (vaporized - oil burner)

Setting: home

Companions: R, T

Following a technique I learned on DMT Nexus, I did my first ever extraction of DMT from mimosa hostilis root bark. Before this I had never used DMT and didn’t really know where to find it in the wild, so to speak. I did know I would probably want to experiment a lot with it so I just extracted it myself. It was surprisingly easy to do. By the end of the day I had my first crystals with many more to be extracted.

From reading forums, I learned that there are many routes of administration and most of them, because the effect comes on so fast, require some technique. I decided to go with an inexpensive option and bought a cheap, acrylic bong and some mint tea.

R and I convened in my living room and we were both excited and jittery. R went first. I measured out approximately 29 milligrams (my scale only measures in centigrams so I put 0.03 on the scale and removed crystal in tiny amounts until the scale dipped to 0.02). I sandwiched the crystals between beds of mint leaves. Since neither of us knew how he was going to react I was trying too hard to “spot” him and we were both pretty awkward.

When he got his hit, he became still and stared straight ahead for several minutes. He then looked at me and just said, “Interesting.” He then stared straight ahead, sometimes closing his eyes, for another few minutes. When he was able to describe his experience he said he didn’t  hallucinate much and he didn’t leave his body or anything. He said things got very distorted and changed colors and that the space in the middle of my living room was moving in and out, back and forth. He said it was very powerful. We agreed that this was a small dose and definitely inefficiently administered,

About 30 minutes after R took his first hit, I took mine. I measured approximately 49 milligrams for myself and took it the same way. I felt something coming on like a vibration in my ears after blowing out the first hit. When I blew out the second, my body felt like it was being pulled from my sides in opposite directions. My vision started shaking and my heartbeat rushed and I closed my eyes and for a second I got nervous and held my breath and everything went black.

Behind my eyelids, two cross-legged, humanoid entities hovered into my view in a symmetrical formation. They were outlined in red and yellow light and seemed to be slightly transparent. One raised its palm and spoke to me telepathically in a calm tone.

“Relax. Breathe.”

Stunned, I tried to remember how. I gasped and exhaled. The sound of my breath shimmered and reverberated in my ears as if through a wiggling, plastic tube. I took another breath. The entity spoke again, sounding pleased.

“That’s it.”

The two entities started a kind of synchronized hover dance in front of me. I watched it in astonishment for however long I couldn’t tell. I opened my eyes for a second and saw R. When I closed my eyes again, the entities were gone. I told Ryan that I saw people in there. 

The effects faded quickly and I was pretty excited. Entities! I saw entities! I was shaking a little bit at how intense and how brief and how unlike my other psychedelic experiences this was, even if I was sure I didn’t fully get the hit I gave myself. I knew there was much more to see in this space.

Later that evening, T came over. He said he was gonna bring his rig over. We’d previously had a conversation where we’d talked about vaping DMT dissolved in polypropylene glycol with a box mod so that’s what I was expecting. His rig was actually a crack bubbler and that made much more sense to me. This time I went first.

My technique was still wrong but when I blew out my second hit, lift-off happened in the exact same rumbling, shuddering way as the first time. When I closed my eyes I was flying smoothly through a dark space. The red beings from the earlier trip were flying all around me - under my arms, between my legs, around my head. Their movements were almost aquatic, like dolphins. One of them made faces at me and waved his hands around. Above me and all around was a sky made of uniform yet constantly transforming, angular, geometric shapes in orange and purple and black. I felt like the entities were playing with me and welcoming me into their world. A distance off from them was a little gnome-like creature hiding behind something like a door. He was covering his mouth, pointing and giggling at me.

I don’t know how long I was flying through this space before I opened my eyes. I saw T on the other end of the couch but I could also still see traces of the entities with my eyes open. I said, “Hang on. They’re still here.” I closed my eyes for a few more minutes until they started to fade.

I was really stoked that I saw the same entities again and had a different experience. Like we’re building a rapport or something. I also felt very small knowing that, despite my awe, I really haven’t seen much of anything in the spice world yet. 

I learned a few things that day. One is that DMT doesn’t seem to enhance music in the way LSD or mushrooms do. The music we listened to was very low and ambient and unobtrusive and I can’t really see it being any other way aside from not having music at all. The music just kind of got sucked into the deep background and I was glad it was mellow. The idea of using this molecule at a party with lots of people and loud music seems like a horrifying idea to me. 

Another was that, similar to my experiences with mushrooms and LSD, I got a feeling from the experience that spoke very much to practicing meditation. While mushrooms and LSD tend to put me in a state that’s almost like perfected meditation, DMT seems more like it wants you to enter the experience in a state of meditation to properly get something out of it. Like meditation, it takes practice.

Expect a lot of entries like this.