DOSE: T+ 0:00		smoked	DMT	(powder / crystals)
T+ 1:30		smoked	5-MeO-DMT	(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

158 lb

[Erowid Note: While the author reported the substance used as 5-MeO-DMT, they seem to conflate NN-DMT and 5-MeO-DMT. These substances have different effects and dosages. Most often the error made is that the term "DMT" is used as shorthand to refer to 5-Methoxy-DMT. However, because of the ambiguity in the substance name, it is uncertain whether the author is speaking about 5-MeO-DMT throughout this report or not. See 5-MeO-DMT is Not "DMT".]
I have always found psychedelics fascinating, so I have always been down to do some. I had limited experience, however, so I obviously had no idea what was to come when I was given DMT.

Before I tell about this specific experience, know that I have consumed DMT a total of 4 times, 1 of those times being the full effect (or at least what I could comprehend).

The first 3 times, I didn't get all that was provided to me. I meant to of course, but I was intimidated by the technique in which to obtain the peak effect. Also, that smoke kills the hell out of my throat and chest; as like cannabis being smoked from a pipe. I would hit the DMT infested bowl with two decently large hits, and immediately feel entranced. I felt as if I wasn't falling back, but being pulled back and stretched around. I would feel a sensation that over took my body, and immediately was thrown into an Aztec-like dimension. Every thing looked much more detailed, and many faint fractals would appear and distort my reality. I experienced the wavy effect that someone may experience on 2c-e, or possibly LSD (have yet to try that one, so I can't compare entirely), just a LOT more intense. My first three experiences were intense. Great times. Then I had my 4th time.

I had done the first three times separate; the first and second time I did in the same night. The 3rd time, I did about an hour and a half before my 4th one. After I came down from trial run number 3, I claimed to the dispenser that I wanted the whole effect, that I wanted to experience the full effect of this magnificent drug I had so adored suddenly. So, he set it up for me and REALLY told me how to smoke it. He warned me on how intense it could get earlier in the day, so I was braced for what I expected.

I did not get what I expected.

I was situated in such a way that was expected to give me the most intense trip. My best friends brother had me get on his couch, and when I was done smoking the DMT, I was to cover myself entirely in his blanket that was provided. This time, he gave me a different colored bit though. The DMT we had been smoking before was yellow, and this was white. He said it was a more pure form.

So I took this pipe that was smothered with this drug, and took my first hit. Incredibly smooth. As I felt the smoke enter my body, I felt the body rush knocking itself into my body and it slowly took over. I knew I had to keep going though. I wouldn't take anything less than the full effect. I wouldn't let any smoke escape the pipe into anywhere except my lungs, not matter how harsh the smoke. I kept my motivation, and pulled away the second hit. I was back to what I perceived the DMT world previously, which was quite a welcoming feeling. Two hits is as much as I have ever successfully taken before, and I knew I had to take my 3rd and last one. My entire body was concentrated, and I made sure the rest of the DMT was safe in my lungs. Dug the lighter in the bowl. I suddenly was THROWN into deep colored patterns with the same Aztec structure as I have seen anywhere on DMT. I sat there bewildered, looking at these elegant figures shifting in front of my face. I then pulled the blanket over my head, pulling me into a darkness that seemed to consume all of reality. I was still coming up. Incredible shapes passing through my head, changing shape, size, color, feelings (?). This went on for what seemed to be an eternity of bliss, then everything got went dark. Nothing. I suddenly felt lifted, everything was gone. I wasn't breathing, feeling, hearing, seeing, nothing. Then I felt a strong presence within my own mind, and I felt intruded. I wasn't sure what to think, I was terrified but at the same time I was reassured that all was well, that I would be fine.

There was a strange light that appeared faintly to the 'left'. I knew I could go to it if I needed to, but my mind left it behind. I told myself to stay away from that light, that I would be okay. So I passed the light and entered a forever plane of darkness. My mind exploded, and everything was explained to me. I heard nothing, but I could FEEL something talking to me, telling me everything. Then, everything just got terrifying. I was shown salvation and damnation. It is literally indescribable. I could honestly say I felt confident that I was being dealt with a superior being. I threw the blanket off my head and looked at the ceiling, to try to gain a grasp of reality once again. I was awoken to a new world. I looked up, and saw a ceiling fan. I felt as if it were the reason for this strange presence. So I struggled to tell someone to 'get the fan out of here'. That's when I was hit by an intense wave of anger, and I lost it. I started bawling tears, and I could not comprehend why. I knew I was damned. So I kept crying. I could feel my entire body flowing with the tears, as if my entire soul was seeping out of my eyes. I looked at the popcorn ceiling of my best friends brothers condo, and through there I saw myself being reincarnated into an entirely new being. It's greatness was infinite. My best friend was sitting on a chair by me, watching me freak out, awaiting for his turn to trip. I told him not to do it. Whatever was communicating to me told me to BEG him to not do it. I pleaded for what seemed like hours. I finally just layed back and watched the ceiling. Things started to calm down, and I just sat in silence watching the ceiling morph back into reality. I felt reborn, as if I was reborn. My mind was in the deepest thought afterwards. I couldn't tell what had happened. I came back and exclaimed 'WHAT THE F*** MAN!...'.

It's been a day since that experience. I'm still bewildered from what I saw. It was definitely the most spiritual thing I have ever gone through. I may even have the confidence to say that I felt as if it were a religious experience, which is strange because I'm not a religious person. I was convinced I was confronted by a superior being of some sort. I still don't doubt it today, but I will keep that to myself as to not contradict my entire belief. I can't completely describe what I saw, how I took the whole situation... nothing. I couldn't even explain it to myself. Not even in my own mind can I comprehend the effects I fell through during this drug. I'm glad to have the experience, and I hope to consume DMT again. Just more cautious this time.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 92219
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 19
Published: Jan 21, 2018	Views: 1,289
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