Hi folks! Check out my previous post where I asked some basic questions about DMT, just so you see where I'm coming from:
https://www.reddit.com/r/DMT/comments/79rs2g/im_not_a_hippie_nor_spiritual_im_an_office_guy/
So, me and some friends decided to try DMT. We had some yellowish crystals and I obtained a glass pipe. We gathered at my place and decided to smoke it. However, while the DMT was veerrryyy harsh on the throat and lungs, aparently due to the soidum hidroxide. It was unsmokable.
So, an experienced friend of mine told me the following:
Get Syrian rue (perganum harmala), make tea (5g per person), drink it, wait 30 mins, and then drink the DMT, dilluted in a shot glass with very little water.
So we did. It tasted horrible btw. It was as if we drank cander itself. I can't exactly tell the dosage, but it was impure anyway so we took a bit extra.
So then, me and my friend (just the two of us), layed on our backs in my living room. The room was dark. We had some ambiental music playing but then we decided to make everything pitch black and silent. Soon, my third friend, my neigbour arrived to check on us. He had my spare key. I told him to go back to his flat and to be on standby if I call him.
So.. 10 mins after that:
We started feeling strange.. tingles in our body.. our limbs were heavy.. and soon we started seeing things.. What I saw was 2d shapes.. changeing constantly.. moving around.. it was reminiscent of like old windows 95 screensavers.. but it was just.. pointless shit basically. My friend was seeing dead fish and black winds blowing. We both were kinda aware where we were, but I was a bit closer to reality.. I could focus on the real world if I really tried but it was so tiresome.. I told that to my friend and he said „Yeah.. it's like you try to go back.. but they don't let you..” So.. 45-60 mins after we started trippin, we both had a feeling we were drifting towards a bad trip and suddenly my friend said.. „Ok.. let's stop this!”. Ok -I replied.
We got up, turned on the lights, drank water, rubbed our faces... „Are you sober.. ARE YOU SOBER?” my friend asked me with terror on his face.. I was not.. his face was filled with fractals.. it was kinda amusing... „Look.. we took this an hour ago.. let it run its course.. it lasts 4 hours”.... „NO” he replied.. „I WANT IT TO STOP.. I WANT IT.. TO STOP!”..
Fuck. My friend was loosing it. I was laying on my bad, sicklysh, barely able to move, while he was pacing around my flat.. walking around like a zombie.. eyes fully open.. shaking. I was shaking as well on the bed.. first ti was hot.. then it was cold.. It was as if.. I was poisoned.. am I poisioned? What is wrong with me? Will I be like this forever? Did I fuck up my brain?
At that moment I was seriously considering calling an ambualnce or my parents or someone who can just come and help me somehow..comfort me.. While I had a decent grip on whats going on (I kept notice on the time passed) I was stressed by my friend who was pacing back and forth in my flat. He didn't trust my voice. He thought he was hearing some sort of DMT demon through me.. that I was trying to trick him to sit down and rest so he can go even more crazy.
Fuck... I grabbed my phone and called my neighbour and pleaded him to come quickly. He is an apathethic metalhead.. he came into my flat with a cigarette.. I was laying on the couch, wrapped in a blanked.. shaking.. while my friend was walking in the flat back and forth.. eyes open.. shaking.. and mumbling something to himself..
„...you guys don't look healthy.. you guys don't look fucking normal at all...” my neighbour said.
Aaaanyway.. apart from me being paranoid that my normal friend will get so pissed at us and call the police or something.. we managed to calm down my DMT buddy.. it took me 3 hours to get back to baseline, while it took him 5-6 hours...
He said that the „other people” that he saw, were pissed at him from him wanting to get sober and break the DMT trip.. that's what got him scared.
A FEW WEEKS LATER--
I met my DMT buddy again and he said he had paranoia for the next 10 days.. that he would enter hisflat.. and he would KNOW that something is in the dark (although there was no one there).. he would also jam a chair under his bedroom doorknob to be sure no one is entering his room while he is asleep. It was quite hard for me to understand how could a sober person have such paranoia. A normal brain (not on drugs), but still be so convinced in such delusions.
So that's it. AMA if you want.
DMT should not be taken lightly. We took it out of a joke basically. I will be willing to try somking pure DMT in the future but I don't think I will take it orally again. It lasts too fucking long.