In the Foothills of Mt. Jester
Citation: Synchronite. "In the Foothills of Mt. Jester: An Experience with DMT & Tobacco (exp114384)". Erowid.org. May 12, 2020. erowid.org/exp/114384
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Like many aspiring psychonauts, DMT is something I have always been interested in trying. I managed to get some but was still waiting for a pipe and a jet lighter to come in the post. Eventually I decided not to wait and try something else.
First I decided to put it in a rolled up cigarette.
First I decided to put it in a rolled up cigarette.
I had read accounts of how this was a bit of a waste, but I thought why not, I have some to spare, so I put about 40mg in with my favourite brand of tobacco and rolled up, purposefully putting the DMT further back to give it a chance to vaporize.
The effects started to appear after the first two drags. A creeping warmness in my head and body, and a sense that things were different. The smoke from the cigarette looked mesmerizing. A few more drags and I am nearing the end of the cigarette. I am in bed with a bunched up duvet at my feet, looking at the duvet I saw a jester's face outlined in the creases, and then the face of a hindu type dragon face. They popped into my perception with a certain fierceness, it scared me. When I close my eyes I got some pretty intense visuals. All a sudden I felt scared, I decided I didn't want to continue with the trip an opened my eyes and waited for the effects to pass. It was an uncomfortable 15 minutes or so.
Later that night I decided to go again. I knew smoking it wasn't going to cut it. I had read online that some people had got good effects, some even breaking through, while snorting DMT. My DMT was a freebase, so not the best thing to be putting up your nose.
In search of a breakthrough I decided to insufflate 200mg.
Setting: I was in my room at my parents house, lockdown vibes. Everyone was in bed. I was apprehensive. More nervous than excited. The DMT was on my laptop keyboard.
I picked up my straw an snorted about a third of the pile. Ah Fuck! It Burns! I knew it would burn, but yeah pretty bad, people say it doesn't burn as bad as 2C-B, I say it does and I am man enough to admit it. The pain did start to ease drastically after a minute or two. I psyched myself up for the second round. I snorted maybe just over half the remaining pile. 'There's the fucking burn again!'. As I am waiting for the pain to dissipate I start to feel a pretty strong onset, it had only been 3-4 minutes, from what I read of other experiences of snorting, the effects were coming on faster than I had anticipated. I decided I didn't need the last 50mg or so. I put the laptop aside.
With my eyes open I see these slithering green snake like lights on many things, Patterns dance, everything looks mystical and beautiful. I closed my eyes. 'Whoa!' It's green, everything's green. An expansive mind-space made up of green lines. The lines start to shift and dance. Pictures of prostitutes, Thai prostitutes. Music starts to play, thai music. These prostitutes would morph into depictions of horror. A picture of a prostitute on a street corner would morph into body parts sliced and reassembled into torturous arrangements of human suffering. If I was a Christian at this point, I think I would be pretty confident that I was witnessing Hell. I wasn't convinced. There was an entity that was controlling this, it was trying to communicate with me. I would propose a concept and the entity would modulate the frequency in a way that indicated whether I was hotter or colder. It pulsed with truth, but without talking. Regardless of the horrific imagery, I felt like the entity was a friend. When I began to feel scared, it would tone things down until I felt better.
Regardless of the horrific imagery, I felt like the entity was a friend. When I began to feel scared, it would tone things down until I felt better.
At its peak it felt like me and the entity were in sync, and truths were being uncovered. I was apprehensive about leaving my body behind, so anytime we would get to this point, I would move back and indicate that I wished to stay here on planet earth. The entity obliged and from then on the trip was less pushy. I would open my eyes periodically, and was fully aware of who I was and what I was doing.
At about 20 minutes into the trip I decided to masturbate. I don't why, just felt like something to do. It was quite something, intensely pleasurable. The trip would present pictures for me to wack it to, beautiful women, but then cheekily change it out for pictures of awfulness just as I was starting to enjoy myself. This didn't bother me, it was like a game, it was fun. At this stage the trip was waning. The entity had kind of morphed into the background. There wasn't that sense of presence anymore.
The trip ended slowly. I felt good. Surprisingly so, considering the content of some of the trip. I think I know now that the full DMT experience is something I am not ready for yet. Interesting experience. The 'entities' certainly do feel 'other' whatever that means.
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