I have tripped dmt several times... Ok lots of times. It is hard to smoke, real burning plastic taste terrible odor. However it seems after the second or third hit it starts tasting more sweet to me. I'll fill out more trip reports etc but I'd like to mention a time I took 2 hits of blotter paper and smoked a joint with 0,01 grams of the deem...
I'm sitting in the kitchen and eat the lsd. I start to make some food to pass the time while I'm waiting. My buddy comes in and eats his. We have a couple joints rolled pretrip, always a good plan. One had half a tenth the other a bit less. So we go back to my room as soon as we feel the lsd. Tracers everywhere everything looks watery I'm feeling the lsd now, about to hit my peak...
I grab the dmt. For some reason my hands are trembling when I spark it and it takes me a second to get it good. Instant ugh taste. I take a real good hit and pass it. As soon as I see his hand touch it I let go. Sparks fly off my hands. This is SECONDS after taking it. I look at my walls covered in Salvador Dali posters pink Floyd, the usual trippy stuff. We are listening to Shiva Chandra, a really trippy sound. Except instead of flowing like water the usual lsd visuals the colors are super super bright like I've never seen white that white before. I see a hand with a joint. I take it more sparks fly off my hand. As I hit it suddenly in time with the funky fresh bass and trippy effects a lion tiger and fish jump into my room. They grab hands and dance around in a circle for a few SECONDS before being swallowed up by a grove of trees from which faeries and elves jumped out. They were frantically showing me their hands whic held tiny tools and machines which they were desperate to show me. They were swallowed by a giant lake whic held a single goldfish whic jumped out and turned into a cave with strange words written on it. The seams of my room suddenly burst apart 3 inches or so and I saw an iridescent purple silver. For some reason even if I closed my eyes I saw everything. I put my hands on my eyes because, Damn that's a lot of visual stimuli in less than 2 minutes... Nothing!! No change. I still see everything. My walls start crawling with a weird alien language that is frantic for me to recognize it. Somehow I do. I see words on the cave wall it looked like a star gate or something. With hieroglyphics everywhere. But my eyes are closed... I tilt my head up to look at the ceiling, still hands on my eyes. I see stars whirling out and suddenly the room is too small!! I'm growing huge at least 10 feet tall I can't fit inside. I open my eyes and my friend is starting at the walls eyes wide wide open a huge grin on his face. I suddenly get the feeling that everything feels amazing and nothing is wrong. The room goes back to a normal shape and people come out and start dancing. I feel a tug on my head and suddenly I see myself from about 3-4 feet above my head. I seedy body looking around and I follow where I am looking and see flowers and prisims and green purple and gold straws running around and falling out of the ceiling. I hear voices male female old young. Some of it sounds like me, exactly my voice! Some I don't recognize at all. Some in English Spanish every language. I understand it all, at that moment in time. I feel hot but the room is cold. I look around my buddy hands me the joint and I don't recognize it. Whaasthaa? I can't talk right now it was an amazing effort to slur that out. He hands it to me again and I take it momentarily looking at it Like I still don't understand. Finally I hit it. The entire thin dissolves into purple shimmery smoke. I thrust my hand back towards his and forget what im Holding. It feels like forever has gone by. This is no longer a usual acid trip. The entire room dissolves into gold vibrations. No longer am I an "I" I feel like a "we" or an "us" or maybe an "our" but no longer a Mike or an individual entity. More animals come dancing in. More people and elves frantic to show me some kind of alien device. I'm finally back inside my head and seeing out of my eyes. Snakes start running through my carpet big zig zags of dark swooping lines, orbs in all four corners of the ceiling and a couple right by my face. I can feel heat from them, and love, a genuine love for my existence. Suddenly the walls start to vibrate again, more gently and more acid like. I feel my pictures pop off the poster paper but no longer dancing around with me but just on top of the paper
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