Cumulative Trip Report Sticky- Trip Reports Needed!

**blindtripper** · 05-25-2010, 08:24 PM

Let me preface this by saying that in no way would I encourage anyone who isn't experienced with antheogins to try any of my experaments. I am 43 years old, and I have experienced many diferent kinds of psychidelic
drugs such as mushrooms, LSD Mescaline, ex, morning Glory seeds, salvia divinorum, and probably a few I've forgotten, so I am no stranger to these experiences.
Here, I am going to present my most recent trip experience, since having happened only yesterday, is still fresh in my mind. I purchased 75 GM, (25 in one order, and 50 in a subsiquent one), and yesterday at around 12:00 P.M my wife and I divided the whole amount evenly between us. This stuff was dried, and kind of looked like tree bark. My wife said it was an army grenish grey. It was in hard little pieces. We tried to break the pieces in to smaller bits and just swallow them down, but this proved too dificult. I had to actually chew each piece at least once to get it small enough for me to swallow. Yuck!!!!!! I've never tasted anything so nasty. My wife chopped hers up, and smuthered it in pancake syrip, and then swallowed spoonfuls untill it was gone. It took us a half an hour to get 37.5 GM each in us.
It was about 2 hours before we felt any indicaters of antheogenic activity. At about 2:30 p.m, I noticed a slight change in perception. I must say here, in case my username didn't give it away, that I am totally blind from my birth, and have never seen anything except for light and darkness, (EXCEPT FOR HALUCINIGENIC EXPERIENCES), but the light in my livingroom seemed diferent to me. I decided that a pipe full of Mary Jane would help things along, which it certainly did. I had the feeling that I was dealing with something verry serious, and that I was going to learn something from this experience. By 3:30, it was getting more intense, and I thought I was peaking...I was wrong! The actual peak diddn't come untill about 5:00, when my wife asked me to turn the music off and put on the evening news. I stood up to turn on the TV, and it seemed like I had to walk 100 yards instead of only about 10 steps to where it was. When the news came on, it was like my mind wanted to break every story down and annalize it in a split second. There was a story about a man on trial for killing his infant daughter, and this seemed to really bug me. I mean it would normally, but my mind wouldn't leave it alone. I mentioned that I had taken mescaline before, but that experience was over 20 years ago, and I only vaigly remember what it was like. Also, that had been synthetic mescaline, and not organic. Both my wife and I began to experience ever increasing waves of intensity. We alternated between sweating, and being chilled. The ferocity of the peak was a bit frightening, but we rode it out. My wife said that she didn't particularly care for this experience. It is possible that the medication which she takes may have changed things a bit for her, but she said that between the nastiness of the taste, and the way it made her feel physically, she simply didn't care for the sacred cacti. Personally, I was enjoying the experience. As I said, it did spook me a little, but they all usually do, that is except for shrooms, which I find to bee a really fun mellow trip. The only down side to it, besides the taste, was a persistant nausia. I never threw up, but I think I'd have felt better if I could have done so.
As we were watching the weather, my wife said that the map on the TV was moving up and down. I was extremely surprised that I was still tripping balls at 8:00 p.m, which was a full 8 hours after having eaten the cactus. At around 10:00 p.m, my wife said that she was going to try to lay down, having taken her night meds. I, still tripping hard, said that I would come to bed as soon as I felt able to lay down. This did not happen untill 2:00 a.m. I came in to my little home recording studio where my computer is at around 11:00 to post a note here, and it was all I could do to type. The phone rang, and it scared the shit out of me. I have never had something take so long to hit, and last so long. Just when I thought it was letting off, I'd get another wave. I had to keep getting up and walking around, as there was a large lump in my stomach, which I couldn't dislodge. I tried to puke, but couldn't.
I finally went to bed around 2:00 still kind of trippy. When my wife and I awoke this morning, we both felt normal, but after my morning pipe I felt definit traces of mescaline still in my system, and so did she. However, by this afternoon, we were fine. In closing, I must say that I truly enjoyed this experience, and I will repeat it, but not with dried San Pedro. I will probably try the peruvian torch cactus, as I have heard that you don't need to eat as much. I must place a warning here! There is some information on erowid, that says you have to eat 100 GM of dried Trichosareus Pachanoi, (San Pedro), to get a 300 MG dose. I do not believe that this is the case. While I have no way of measuring the dosage, I feel quite certain that we got at least 300 MG, because they say that's the average dose, and I'm telling you we tripped balls. If some dummy tried to eat 100 GM of that stuff, I think they would not survive the experience, as that would be at least 3 times what we did. Hell even if that could be survived, I don't think I'd do it. I read somewhere that a good San Pedro dosage was considered to be an all day antheogenic lollypop, and I agree! Only for the experienced.

**blindtripper** · 05-26-2010, 12:54 PM

Just a quick note here: my wife says that she's still getting trace elements of our mescaline experience, two days later. This is probably due at least in part, to the medication which she takes every night. I myself have had no traces sinse yesterday afternoon.

**Oscar** · 01-11-2011, 08:39 PM

From my thread that I just made...

Originally Posted by Oscar

Just a little foreword. My friend made this batch of DMT. He got about 1 gram from the whole batch. He got mimosa hostilis bark, and extracted it the right way. He is a really smart kid and he has read multiple books on dimethyltryptamine.

Time number one. I was relaxing in my buddies room smoking some dank bud out of his hurricane that he just picked up straight from a grower. We knew that we would be smoking DMT at some point this evening. His girlfriend said that is not as big of a deal as everyone makes it out to be but we knew we all needed to be quiet while someone was tripping.

So we all did it, and personally there were too many people in the room (7 or 8 I think) and when someone was tripping there was a group of 3 people that started ripping a bong, and that can be very distracting when you are tripping on DMT.

So it got to me, and I watched my buddy do it and he didn’t have his lips even touching the deemster pipe, but he was still sucking in the vapors. So that is how I did it. I was told that you need to take as many hits as you can until you can’t anymore. So I took about 5 thin hits, when I say thin I mean that they were diluted with a lot of air that was in the room… not concentrated hits.

So I was laying there and I gave my buddy the pipe and laid back and started breathing (what felt like) very slowly, I opened my mouth and moved my tongue around and started to giggle. Someone in the background said something like, “he stopped breathing.” and hearing this was very distracting. I read online that it may seem like someone is dead because they look like they stopped breathing. I laid back, relaxed and closed my eyes. I could feel waves of movement crawling all over my skin, as if my whole entire epidermis was moving in waves, and it felt like this. But at this same time while this was happening, I was also above my very body looking down on my body laying in the bed while I watched my skin move in waves, but I was still feeling this sensation at the same time. It was very cool, I suppose it was an out of body experience. I also remember colors and shapes being very vivid and almost blended, like I would focus on an object and it would swirl into a blend as if all the colors were blended together.

I came out of it and just relaxed and enjoyed the peace that my mind had attained. I just felt kind of half baked after the trip, and in about 20 minutes it was all gone, I just felt super refreshed. The one and only downside to it is that it tastes super gnarly, basically as if you shaved up a moth ball and smoked that in an oil burner. The pipe had some curves in it to diffuse it and cool the vapor, but I had what felt like a residue on my teeth and tongue for a few hours after.

Numero 2.
So, a few days later I tried it again, it was actually last night. This was a different and more potent session for me.

So after doing some more research on it, I realized that I need to put my lips on the pipe and just inhale very lightly. So I did this, I got 2 diesel hits and on the 3rd hit I got about a half a hit and as my buddy was asking me if I wanted another I took that half-hit and handed him the pipe. As I was handing it to him I looked at the pipe, and it’s shape and color started to distort. Cool! So I just laid in the bed and closed my eyes. It seemed as though above me there was a canvas of teardrop shapes that were vividly colored in layers. And each layer was blending with itself and it was like a rainbow of insane awesome colors. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. I looked at the “Requiem for a Dream” poster and the eye in the picture started to blend and swirl, like the iris and pupil blended with the white of the eye. It was very cool. I turned to look at his mirror above his dresser which had some stuff in front of it. Everything that was in the vicinity of the mirror just started to swirl. I felt almost uncomfortable, as if I wanted to sink into the bed and not exist anymore, or like be a part of the bed so I could observe things as an inanimate object. It was awesome.

This time I feel was a bit better, because I definitely knew I was tripping when I handed him the pipe and everything was distorting in my vision. And plus this time I was (almost) 100% sober ( I hadn’t smoked any weed, I just had about 4 beers on board). It was a very memorable moment. I feel like I learned a lot.

So this was my experience with DMT, I doubt I will do it again in the next year, but now I know what to expect so I would not shy away from it in the future. I suggest everyone try it if you get the chance.