4-aco-dmt WOW

^^^nice

 

This is the first time I'm writing this but it's been about 7 months and a hundred trips later... but this one was unforgettable and special.

We received our 4-AcO-DMT and were excited to dose. I quickly decided we wanna trip hard so we dove in on 28 mg after eating one mg and not dying or tripping on a mislabeled chemical [we got a scurred after that news on that 2cb-fly thing] after a few hours.

I put the 28 mg in each of two capsules I dosed with a dude considerably older at 28... I'm 18. I told him don't worry it won't be too intense. I was wrong, at least for him. He probably should have got something like 15 or 20 mg. I had never eaten actual fungal matter shrooms at this point, my main experience was with LSD for real full psychedelic experience, I hadn't even done 2C-E at this point. The other things I'd done were DXM once [when I was 18] and insane doses of benadryl [it will make you see shit] multiple times when I was 14-15. This was our FIRST RC.

The come up was nice, I'd never felt anything like it before. I would bother my friend all night saying "Is this what shrooms is like?" He said the come-up and the first hour were very shroom like. We were getting high at 15 minutes for me and 20 minutes for him. It hits quick. We were both getting visuals at 30 minutes and they were intense at the one hour mark. My tripping partner usually does not get visuals on psychedelics, and he had experience with shrooms and acid. He definitely got intense visuals on this he admitted.

My trip went quite well as it went on it got really intense. I wasn't really in control of my thoughts but the chemical felt so clean and I had no apprehension to the trip. I was thinking some heavy thoughts but they didn't worry me. I was going sans xanax and we were smoking a bit of pot throughout. I was thinking "Who are you really as a person?" and "What are you doing? You need to do something! What are you gonna do?" I saw what I interpreted as a psychedelic pathway and it led out the door... I was almost completely compelled to begin following the colorful trail... I resisted since I had seen the acid freakout from hell a little bit ago when my roommate [at the time] jumped through a window in the middle of campus at 2 am, among other things. Plus I knew my tripping partner was becoming worried. At 1:30 we were tripping nice and intensely. My partner commented "This is what an eighth of some fire ass shrooms is like." We were both high as shit. Then from 1:30 to 2:00 my tripping partner began having a bad trip. He wasn't about to talk about it then but later he said he was thinking about his kids and how they'd have a fried out dad who never came down from the crazy chemical from canada that the guy who sits next to him in psychology came up with. During this time a friend visited, he was the acid freakout guy. He was sober and just wanted to smoke some bud and order some pizza.

During the bad trip was the "weird and intense" part. I wasn't having a bad trip but I was getting weird vibes as my tripping partner began TURNING GREEN. He literally turned fucking green. A 5'9" 170 lb version of the Jolly Green Giant. Okay, maybe the Incredible Hulk. But it matters not! I confirmed with my sober friend in a whisper [which added to his bad trip] and the sober friend said loudly back, "Yeah, he's green." He was sweating fucking bullets. He sweated his fucking ass off. I was seeing this and he was saying "I think I'm dying I think I'm dying" and I told him he wouldn't die but of course it was unconvincing to him... all good advice seems illogical in a bad trip... This didn't happen to him, but what happened to me...

He turned green. The rest of the room turned to black and white. I was living an episode of I love Lucy... Soon my partner turned black and white. I worried about whether I had fried out my color vision but I assured myself [even though I thought I was lying to myself] my color vision will return when the drugs wear off. Well color vision returned after about three minutes but it was a little bit weird... It felt like I "blue skedoo" into an old episode of The Andy Griffith Show...

I didn't bad trip or sweat horribly I had no negative effects. After three hour mark my tripping partner said visuals had subsided significantly and he felt a bit drunk.... 3:30 he was at baseline. I shit you not. 3:30, dead sober, and he ordered pizza with my other friend. He sweated all the drugs out he claims to this day.

I was high until 4:20 I'll call it and I experienced the drunk feeling with no visuals at all for about twenty minutes or so. Total baseline before 5:00 definitely. Also, another thing I was fried on acid before I tripped... after I came down I found a lucidity comparable to before I had ever tripped... my brain had been reset I felt reborn... it was a "lose reality" experience the first time... I think it was a nice little bite out of ego loss but I wouldn't call it full ego loss just yet since the trip was only out of my control for about an hour.

It's the best drug I've ever tried though it's not comparable to anything else I've tried but it's clean as shit.

 

Ego loss is only a bit of focus away. With tryptamines, the trick is to not think during the peak. Thoughts will jam the incredible force of the tryptamine flow, and distract you. Lay down, clear your head of all thoughts, and FEEL it. FOCUS on the fractals that all your senses are inhaling.

 

^ whoops thats the acc my lady made

 

Haha, during 2 hits of lsd, my friend is like "Omg are you feeling what i'm feeling? is this ego loss? oh my god this is ego loss! can you feel it? it's ego loss! oh my god" and like on and on and i'm trying to get him to "See" that he is living "in" his thoughts and needs to remove his eyes from them and FEEL more. He doesn't even care what music we listen to when tripping, if ANY, because to him its all "cerebral" as he puts it, there is no connection, instead of a loss of distance between listener and music he perceives an unbridgeable chasm seperating his being from the experience. He has not yet learned to stop listening to his thoughts, he reads them more passionately than he reads sense data. I feel like he thinks his thoughts are the narration to reality, you know? He doesn't get that it's just a flow of jabber that can actually be unwanted in some situations. I think I'll point him to this thread

 

that's a really good way of describing it fellas. on two of my recent, more intense trips (one on 4 hits of L, one on 19mg 2ce) i was able to stop thinking for awhile, "let go," and just FEEL. but i would snap in and out of that. for example, i was sitting on a bench in the snow, and i was watching the snow hit the bench and melt. i concentrated on that, and on hearing my surroundings, and feeling them, and it would just become so incredible. so full of energy but the calmest i've ever been at the same time...and THEN i would snap back into my head and just think "OMG this is AWESOME!!" and giggle to myself.
it would feel like i was melting along with the snow, melting into the air around me, and then i would snap back again and think "shit, i DO have a body"

 

Far out, man. I do know. I pasted this into a file of aphorisms. A little something for some day.

http://bumbumbum.me/2010/04/21/heike-weber-installations/

 

Ah, the line worps.. I used to draw those in middle school art class.

 

yeah it is kinda special.... I am about ready to really experiment with it... tryptamines kinda scare the shit out of me