5-MeO-AMT: Nothing Can Stop Me Now!

I jumped on a chance to get 500mg's of 5-methoxy-alphamethyltryptamine for $40, so I did. That's 100ish trips. Strong ones. Ones that'll last for 15-20 hours. Well it got here and I was itchin' to try it out.

For those who are unaware, 5-MeO-AMT was actually invented in an attempt to create a form of serotonin that could cross the BBB (blood-brain barrier) when taken orally and not get broken down first. Well it does a hell of a lot more than that as people know. AMT is the homologue of amphetamine (alphamethyltryptamine vs. alphamethylphenethylamine) though AMT is a psychedelic and amphetamine is pretty much purely stimulant.

So with that little tidbit of background info...

I spent a good while trying to figure out if what I had recieved was freebase or a hydrochloride salt. For some reason people would sell 5-MeO-AMT as freebase specifically so it can be smoked. Smoking a HCl salt is mostly a waste of the drug, though you will get some effects. AMT, DMT, 5-MeO-DMT, and 5-MeO-AMT are really the only psychedelics that might come in freebase so they can be smoked.

I did a water test, knowing full well that 5-MeO-AMT would be highly water soluble if it was a salt, because they always are. I dropped a tinyyy amount into some water in a shotglass, heated a little, and it dissolved with some agitation, but there was a few specs that refused to dissolve. "Impurities" I thought, but I wasn't taking any chances with such a ridiculously potent drug (5mg's oral for an extremely heavy 20+ hour trip).

I figured "fuck this, it's too potent and too long lasting for me to want to take my chances with it like this, especially after that 30 hour DOC ride to hell", so I just loaded ~1mg's worth in a bowl (weed bowl with solid foil as the screen and hoples poked around the top edges) and vaporized it. I knew I was probably wasting it, but I had 500mg's, I could care less.

I vaped it up in 1 maybe 1 and a half hits and set the pipe down. I knew it would poissiblely be 30 minutes before I felt anything at all. Within 5 minutes I felt some strange euphoria, and instant stomach discomfort. At the 30 minute mark my body felt 'stuffy' like a stuffy nose feels, and my stomach was sickly, but not quite nauseous. It knew I was trying to trick it. Haha. At that mark, I decided to smoke another milligram the same way, so I did...

The first 10 minutes after that hit my stomach grew pretty uncomfortable. Enough that if I let myself puke I probably could've, but it was nothing I had to struggle with. Another 20ish minutes passed (I'm just talking with people online and browsing the web and stuff) and the euphoria feels equal to amphetamine itself, without the anxiety or jittery shit. I was enjoying it at this level. This may be something I'm willing to repeat.

Side effects right now include the stuffy body feeling, upset stomach (but after the first 10 minutes I wouldn't quite call it nausea), and stinging kidney pain for about 20 minutes, first in the left kidney, then both. That went away after not too long. "This shit is probably really bad for you" I was thinking. I was already leaning towards not really wanting to mess with this anymore. I took another hit after like an hour anyway. Nothing really seemed to increase.

Like 3 hours after my initial hit, I was planning to snort a tiny, tiny little amount (maybe 750ug) but after about 30 minutes of deliberation I decided against it. I had read up a lot on 5-MeO-AMT and agreed with the person I was talking to about the trip that it would leave me feeling like shit when the drug wore off. I decided I'd smoke and snort some temazepam later on that night to get to sleep. 10 hours later, I slept fitfully for a few hours. After I got up I didn't bother trying to go back to sleep.

Well being the insane person I am. The next night I decided I was gonna try and trip off this stuff. I wasn't entirely sure if I wanted to experience those side effects at a much greater intensity, but I decided if I didn't like it I'd live. There would be alcohol and weed for me to make it though.

So I snorted ~3-4mg. I was very hesitant to snort the other half, but soon after snorting the first half of that tiny, tiny line, I just decided it's now or never. I put on the new episode of South Park that I had missed (The Coon, pretty lame, haha) and waited. After it was over I was feeling pretty nauseous, stuffy, and strange. No visuals yet, and not much of a noticeable mindfuck. I wasn't aware how insanely hard I was going to be tripping in the next 90 minutes.

An hour had passed. Still feeling pretty much the same. Feeling quite high, but little mindfuck or visuals yet. Feeling very nauseous at this point. Starting to wonder if I should puke or not, but it doesn't feel necessary, so I don't. Besides puking isn't going to do jack shit as I snorted it, and might just start a never ending puke-a-thon.

At 90 minutes I was a little taken aback when visuals started showing themselves in a pretty intense fashion. I felt reallllly sick at this point, and continued to contemplate maybe eating something or throwing up. But I never did either. The mindfuck still wasn't all there, but it was noticeavle at this point. Then...shit really kicked in.

I started peaking at 2 hours, at 8pm, right when people would be coming over to drink. My first friend arrived and asked me to pull my car out of the driveway so we could bring in the 2 30's he had gotten. Miller Lite and Keystone Lite (Yeah, I know, but ML is decent in my opinion but Keystone is nasty. We had all the good shit on St. Patrick's). So I drove my car from the driveway like 100 feet to the parking lot on the same street in this state. No biggie. I wouldn't go driving around on this though, not that I could anyway, haha.

Let me add at this point that I do not look right. My eyes are like deep and empty, and my face is all flushed and I just looked fucked up. No one said anything and once we started drinking no one would anyway. So he comes in and we get the cooler ready and put the better beer in the fridge. Blah Blah. Nothing is hard at all. Deep thinking and memory recall can get tedious, but mindless shit is still pretty easy.

People start arriving after this and we start cracking open some beers. At this point I would like to also add that this is not the way I like to treat psychedelics. Partly the reason why I'm stopping with all the hard shit for awhile and some forever. I want trips to mean something, not to be an every week or even everyday thing. My brain is probably thrashed.

Anyway the night is going well. The visuals aren't really too obtrusive or insane, but they're there. Pretty colorful, but not as much as shrooms or 4-AcO-DMT. Probably a 7.5-8 (10 being DOC and DMT, 9 being 4-AcO and shrooms). They were pretty simple too. Didn;t move around as much as a good DOC or LSD trip, but there was definite patterning. The mindfuck was very introspective though. I could look at the way I would handle a situation, and the way I should handle a situation.

As I drank I started realizing how I'm such a douchebag all the time without seeing it a lot, how I don't take care of my appearace, how my one friend was friends with like everyone because he brang out specific parts of his personality to rerlate and talk with the person he was talking to. He was drunk of course, but the '5' was very enlightening in that aspect. It started making me very upset to see the way I had been living my life. How all I really did was sit around and suck the life out of my mom and really contribute nothing to society. How the house was getting trashed and I couldn't do much to stop it....etc it went on and on

I had unintentionally tried to kill myself 2 nights earlier by taking 25mg's of zolpidem and drinking an ass-load with it. Normally I know better, but something in me snapped when I saw an opportunity for possible suicide? The next morning I was absolutely TERRIFIED at what I had done, and simply could not believe it. These feelings deeply permeated the trip as well. Decided I would never do any GABAminergic ever again or drink hard liquor alone ever again.

The trip started to turn dark for obvious reasons. This was a really shitty time for this to happen. Luckily I'm very experienced with all sorts of sitations and psychedelics. My dude came buy and dropped off some weed for me. I proceeded to smoke it immediately, see if I couldn't get the sickness raging throughout my physical body to subside a little. Well the pot helped a little, but not much. So now I was baked, drunk, AND tripping my sack off. I would've taken much less if I had known what that little 4mg's would do.

I got aggressive with the 5 and started socializing like a madman. I put down the 360 controller and started socializing with all the people I knew (everyone, lol). I'm not really good friends with anyone but S (the dude I planned the party with) but I found my way into pretty much any situation with ease. The night lasted 10 hours in total, and I was there for 9 of them. I had a fucking blast. Chatting it up with people I haden't in awhile and just enjoying the beer and myself and the company. It's too bad everything just went back to normal the next day.

Halo 3 was on pretty much the entire night. In glorious 1080p 50", with Live, and 4 controllers. The speakers were being used for music but the TV had Halo sitting there. Most people here played Halo so people were playing on and off all night. I was fucking pitiful on all the shit I was on, and my one friend S was saying the funniest shit about things I was doing wrong as I was doing them while playing on matches on Live. The tone of his voice and the way he was saying shit just had me dying with all the crap I was on.

So after I decided to go upstairs after 2 people left and one went to sleep, I brought the weed with me. I want to add that no matter HOW MUCH I drank, I could still see things as if I were sober. It felt almost like a split personality. I had my sober (tripping) mind, and my retarded fried and drunk mind. No matter how much I drank I was completely aware of everything and everyone, and what they were doing to my mom's house. It kind of sucked in that respect, but the introspection was nice.

So I'm upstairs in my room and obviously at this point I'm really goddamn hungry, but eating is simply not an option. It's impossible to get anything down at this point. So I smoked 2 bowls and tried completely in vein to sleep. The alcohol wasn't helping worth a shit, and neither did the weed. It just wasn't happening. This is some powerful shit. Like any potent psychedlic. When the first wave of people left I tried drinking some water and that felt great, and a muffed down half a bowl of Raisin-Bran for fiber and food. I tried to have a slice or two of bread but not a chance.

I just layed there and waited for everyone to leave. I was too fucked to want to talk with anyone. Once everyone was gone I started the ardious task of cleaning the house. Luckily people felt like being nice and cleaned all the cans and drinks and shit and took it all out to the dumpster. I just spent like 3 hours fixing all the couches, vacuuming, windexing, etc... and freaking out about some shit. Not fun. I wasn't hungover at all though, just still tripping and feeling pretty terrible at this point. I was starting to become unsure if I was sleeping tonight either.

I finished cleaning and who is probably my best friend N called and we hung out and played Halo 3 for a few hours. I was so fried at this point I just couldn't keep up. My brain hurt. I needed to sleep badly. He left. I continued to be really depressed and miserable because of all the realizationbs I had made the night before about my life and everything else. I smoked and snorted the last 30mg temazepam (after finally eating a big plate of ziti and taking a multivitamin) and watched TV for a few hours. I did finally pass out, and to my great surprise slept for like 7 hours. I still didn't feel good or right the next day, and even the next day after that. I'd say I started to feel normal again Monday (took it Friday night). I still don't feel like I used to, and I'm sure in a few weeks or months that'll heal.

I threw out the 5-MeO-AMT. I hope some dude doesn't find it thinking it's coke. Boy wouldn't that be a funny thing to read in the news: "Hey, that was my AMT!" ahahahaha....jesus.....

This stuff isn't worth the damage it does to your body and mind. Or the way it makes you feel after it's done having it's way with you. Stick to dmPEA's (2C's), LSD, and shrooms.

I'm gonna start taking much better care of myself and stop doing this shit.

Peace, enjoy

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58CJih1iYC0

 

Great report, I was actually thinking about trying this chemical but I don't think I'll be doing 5-MeO-AMT anytime soon. In the future, I'll try it by itself with good set and setting.

And hey, you could've gave it away at low doses! >.<

 

No one around here would take it, I don't have a scale to measure it, and shipping it anywhere is too much hassle. I know plenty of people here would've taken it off my hands .

and Purp, that's an awesome song. Especially when you're fucked up.

 

Please :cheers2:

 

I bet you there woudl have been some people on it that would have taken that, especially if it was for free,100 doses, like come on

 

It all seems to fit perfectly into place.

Good trip gene.

Split emotions on your retirement from experimental chemicals... Sad, but happy for yoursake