DOSE:

15 mg

smoked

5-MeO-DMT

(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

Little did I know that I was just about to have the most remarkable few moments of personal reverie and revelation that I was ever likely to experience, today of all days... I'd clearly underestimated this material in its efficacy, thinking it may require a similar dose to DMT. How very wrong!

To smoke these magic crystals of 5-MeO DMT, I first roughly measured 15mg of said drug onto a small piece of tinfoil the size of a postage stamp, & wrapped the edges around the end of my pipe (i'd made it from 15mm plumber's copper pipe!).

I held the pipe with one end in my mouth and the 'bowl' facing downwards, the tinfoil wrapped around the bottom of the bowl. I heated the tinfoil and inhaled the vapours, 'bleugh! they taste rather cold and plasticky' i thought.

I shut my eyes and before I could sit back i could hear a humming in my ears, my body was readying for astral projection, getting lighter & lighter. It was then I almost panicked - my heart must be at around 120, my body was shaking & my vision had gone. I was seeing what could best be described as Dante's Divine comedy, during the chapter 'Inferno'. I was looking upon the depths of hell, the Icy fires which plaged the hideous realm, and staring lucifer in the face. 'My oh my, what a strange young fellow. Well welcome, death has embraced you. There is no avenue of escape'.

This continued... 'oh christ, I don't want to die yet! My family'll be so disappointed to find a drug-filled corpse in my room!', this thought made me sneer. I stood up & talked myself through this 'Inferno', trying to encourage myself not to die: I'd be saying garbage like 'Do not die. Breathe, stay with the music & you'll be fine.' and so on.

My vision snapped. Back in my bedroom, pacing 'you'll be fine'. I sat down again. More imagery. The 'Purgatorio' that Dante described was so vivid, so brilliantly clear I could touch it, the labours of those with undecided fate watching me in absolute awe, someone of transcension reaching such a realm. Then it was gone. The fear of death had left me and I lay on my bed, where the effects had lost a bit of intensity by this time. Never in my life had I felt gladder to be alive, to be me and to be blessed with such an experience. I lay on the bed with a goofy grin permanently on my face, just wriggling, enjoying a featherlite body, enjoying my muscles glowing with energy. I was giggling, wriggling, and at moments laying down with just about the biggest smile I'd ever had. I'd reached the 'Paradiso' - the last in Dante's journeys in his attempt at purging, cleansing his soul. I was happier than I'd ever felt and the perma-grin I was displaying would show that. My soul had just had it's first orgasm and was satisfied in a way that nothing had ever touched it, and I'd been opened up to the every entity and stigma in the universe.

Events could have been a lot more terrifying if I'd panicked, but I was amazed that I hadn't. Keeping a level head in such a situation is a must - if you're caught with the fear of hades, keep a level head and the experience will pass.

Would I try it again? yes. To put it into Shulgin's rating, for me, I attined a +4 experience. Truly transcension.

Peace to you all, and remember, the mind can play just as much effect on the experience as the drug itself.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8244
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Jul 21, 2001	Views: 22,512
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