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I definitely got the impression that this was like a flirtatious gaze from across the room, as a prelude to mind foreplay and eventually an all out mindfucking

6+ grams. It was a drawn out DMT trip. Very powerful.

I just received 500mg 5-MeO-MALT in the mail. Sore and tired from a punk rock show last night, I'll probably wait until next week for a first dose.

Image gallery Over the weekend I assembled and tested an emesh vaporizer for use with n,n-DMT. Atomizer: Mesh Pro RDA from wish Mod: Paranormal DNA 250C Mesh: .43 ohm 400 mesh sheet cut to ~39mm Settings: SS316 20W 206°C Dose: 30mg Setting: A cool and gray Saturday morning on the couch in my living room. Birds singing outside. Set: Relaxed, curious, open, and committed. I loaded 30mg in a small pile on the mesh and fired it. In a brief puff of smoke all of the DMT was wicked into the mesh. I was shocked at how quickly and efficiently this took place. No spattering or dripping. Placing the cap on the atomizer, I spent a moment connecting with my breath and my intention. "Whatever you have to show me, I'm ready" I raised the vaporizer to my mouth, fired it, and inhaled. It was the fastest psychedelic dissolution I have ever experienced. There were none of the typical markers of a DMT come up: No tunnel of blooming fractals, no alien alphabet, no parting veil. No intermediary anything. I was immediately deposited into a rolling shifting 4D landscape that was made of meaning. I was "inside of" ideas, emotions, people, memories, and objects, all illuminated with a kind of gentle pastel glow. A kind of hushed telepathy calmed and reassured me, so that I could listen and pay attention: "This is what life is. You are everything, you are experiencing yourself from the inside out. Life is perfect, it is your creation. Relax. It's okay. It's just like this." The overall sensory impression was like being under a white sheet and cuddling with all of creation. The transforming topography of that space would coalesce into limbs, which would then lovingly caress me. Then the limbs would part to reveal concepts and scenes either dreamt or forgotten. It was exhilarating, astonishing, yet also natural. Peaceful. Over the course of 10 minutes the scene lost coherence, giving way to subtle and diminishing soft closed eye visuals. "Thank you." I said. "Thank you." This experience absolutely took my breath away. I was still experiencing some mild open eye visuals, and sat in peaceful no-mind meditation for a few minutes as the effects drew to a close. It left me shaking as strong tryptamines often do. I spent the rest of the morning and afternoon drinking an immaculately aged Taiwanese oolong and finishing a DMT extraction for a friend. This was a 10/10 experience from a technical standpoint. People in the community report that this route of administration can require a lot of tinkering, so I'm grateful that it went well right off the bat. This method completely takes the user's experience level out of the equation in regards to proper inhalation etc. Thanks for reading. I'm open to questions about the experience or technical questions regarding setup etc.

@Realms of Wonder Right on glad to hear you have a reliable tool. There was exactly 0 drip or spatter, the atomizer and mesh look unused.

Extracation is simple, and n,n-DMT is very, very good. Look up spiritveghead on reddit and follow this process to the letter. Congratulations.

Agreed. Anyone and everyone interested in exploring consciousness would be served well by picking up some 5-MeO-MALT, especially considering it can be bought legally on the clearnet.

Sourcing can easily be moved privately to another platform. There's no reason to do it publicly here in the forum.

Do more. For the past few weeks I've been exploring with doses approaching 150mg, and in my experience that's where it gets interesting.

DMT has the potential to absolutely blow you away. What are your LSD experiences like? What is your highest dose?

I recommend fasting. However, if you are negatively effected by low blood sugar, bring some in season, ripe fruit from the farmers market.

Respectfully, so what?

Yes

One, one, one, one...

What else was pulled other than the solipsism video? Leo is probably balls deep in Elden Ring.

Thanks to an unexpected change in schedule, my father and I were able to attend an evening of 5-MeO-DMT with our same three beloved facilitators. This took place Saturday, January 29 2022, with the full glory of the sun setting on the pacific. I would go first this time, and we agreed on a meditative low dose followed by a full breakthrough. I settled on a meditation cushion, and within seconds of drawing in the vapor, I felt the world fall away. 25mg of dried venom at ~15% 5-MeO-DMT by weight puts this at a 3-4 mg dose, which is on the lighter side. It took me immediately into a state of deep meditative relaxation. There was no psychedelia, no ego obliteration, just stillness and space; a sense of everything being at rest, at peace, and just right. This experience was deeply nourishing, and it passed with the same fleeting ease which characterized it's arrival. As thoughts and awareness of my surroundings gradually returned, I did a bit of stretching and deep breathing, which was truly delicious. Earlier in the day I had injured my back, which made it hard to breathe, and this was the best I had felt physically all day. I opened my eyes, and saw that the sun had sunk fully below the horizon, leaving the dreamlike glow of dusk over a now dark sea. Clothed now in delicate music and candle light, the smell of toad venom and incense, the room was pregnant with latent mystical power. Dr. Jeremy approached with a grin, radiating warmth and encouragement. He whispered: "Hey bud how are you? Great! Still want a full breakthrough dose? Great! One eleven?" "One eleven?" The meaning didn't quite register. "One hundred eleven milligrams. That's what came through when I was weighing the dose. How does that sound?" Smiling, a sort of reassuring excitement danced in his eyes. "Yes, let's do it" Some part of my mind registered that this is a large dose, about twice what I had on my first session back in September. "Great! It's gonna be beautiful." I stood up, and we made the final preparations. Aromatic cleansing water was put in my hands, with which I anointed my head, neck, and chest. I was given the pipe to hold close to my heart, and I spent a few moments connecting with my body and breath. The prayer was held up before me and I began to read, the words echoing off of the simple white page: “I accept that the joy I have longed for is already in my life. I accept that the love for which I have prayed is already in my life..." Dr Jeremy administered the dose while Luna and Alicia stood behind me, waiting to become my wings. My breath felt free and easy. Maybe because it wasn't my first time, maybe because the small dose earlier had soothed my nerves, the whole dose was brought in smooth, arms stretched toward the heavens. It was a huge hit, and the impression was of having just inhaled some kind of thick electric medicinal fluid. It captured the full attention of all of my senses "Good, now hold!" Gentle hands on me, and whispers. How can I possibly describe this. . .. ... .... ..... ...... ....... ...... ..... .... ... .. . Everything I have ever been, felt, thought, done, sensed, or believed exploded. I exploded. The pieces I exploded into exploded. Those pieces exploded. And then those pieces exploded. Wave after explosive wave mounting one on top of the other in constructive collapse, each iteration getting tighter, faster, higher, brighter, louder. The refresh rate of my awareness was climbing at an impossible rate, buzzing and blooming, rolling and ringing. What the fuck? What the FUCK?! Jesus... I thought. What little of “my mind” was left stood before a tidal wave. The absolute. Jesus! The thought rang out again. I’m not especially Christian, this is just what one thinks in such a state of astonishment. Jeremy! The name of my father. My creator. It is to me the named pattern existence itself. Jeremy! Jeremy! It is a key, or it is a doorway. Regardless, something opened. A soft wind blows Holy fucking shit. It is done. This is it. It’s over. Here it is. Right now. The entire drama of creation lay naked before unbound neutral awareness. Creation is the child of freedom. No distinction between thought, emotion, sensations, memory. Anything. It is all one. There is the sense of massive, unfathomable relief and gratitude. This is it, and it is perfect. Perfect and complete. Absolutely everything itself seemed to have reached some kind of plot twist at the climax of being. Self awareness chased it's tail through the eye of the storm, through the center of the torus, howling wild with delight all the way. The echo played out, dissipated... Peace. That is all. . .. … …. ….. …… ……. …… ….. …. … .. . I am swaddled in love, the child of freedom. Not yet fully aware of personhood, my faculties returned just enough to allow linear, coherent thought to dance into being. I whispered to myself, "Here it is. The jeweled lotus at the heart of creation. It was never born, it will never die. Infinite peace in the eternal moment. Nothing to do, and no one to do it. Perfection." The feeling of safety, comfort, and coziness, free of a single blemish, lay evenly distributed throughout my entire being. Just so. I reached out my hand to my dad laying next to me, seeking his hand in victory and camaraderie, forgetting that he too is immersed in the most potent psychedelic experience known to man. "He's very deep in the medicine." Luna tells me. I chuckled and hugged myself under the blanket. All of this must have taken place very quickly, because I can hear my father next to me speaking in tongues. This tends to happen early on, during the come up. How long was I adrift in that sea of raw totality? Out of the light language comes some English, and I know he knows. "Okay. Ookaay. Okay. I get it, I get it. Okay. Okaaayyyyy" "Jesus. Jesus Christ. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" I am overwhelmed with joy, and it pours out of me like syrup as I echo the words back under my breath. He settled down after only a moment, and I enjoyed 10 or 15 minutes simply being. No particular thoughts or feelings, just presence. At some point Dr. Jeremy came to check on me, and I affirmed that yes it was beautiful, that yes I would like a third dose Still laying comfortably I inhaled the vapor, noting the now familiar taste and the crackling sound it made when heat was applied. This brought home the total transcendence of the supposed sacred/mundane duality. I savored the feeling of being alive and wriggled around, delighted at the state of basic awareness which is the true ground of being. I couldn't help but smile as soft tears rolled back over my cheeks. I laughed softly to myself, like a child, or a fool, as ideas appeared, crested, and sank back into the awareness from which they arose. This came on just as swiftly as it departed, much like the first meditative dose. I settled in, content to rest forever until my father came back around. I heard him stirring and speaking. "I'm so happy" it said through him. Not as a statement of experience, but as an expression of its essence. That happiness is simply what we are once all fear is gone. "I'm so happy" we continued, "I'm so happy. I’m so happy” I became aware that he was sobbing. "This time I'm going to bring it back, but they're never going to believe me. They’re never going to believe me. They’re never going to believe me...” We turned to face each other, and our love for one another spilled out into the room. We marveled and chatted as one does after this sort of thing. Dr. Jeremy, sitting on the floor next to us, spoke up: "That was so beautiful, thank you both." And turning to me he said: "It was nice to hear you vocalizing more. Your dad was there last time, but you really brought it tonight." "What do you mean?" I sat up and looked at him, curious. Surely he couldn't have meant the bit of whispering I did to myself. I was informed that, immediately after taking the second dose, 111mg, I sat bolt upright and shouted with the full force of my being: "What the fuck? What the FUCK?! Jesus! JESUS! Jeremy. JEREMY! J E R E M Y!!! Jai. Jaaaiii…" We got burgers from In-N-Out. Postscript: Every night I return to that place in my dreams. Deep integration and blessed beautiful work are done in sleep, and I am thankful for the grace. Though I cannot say "everyone has to do this" the value of such an experience cannot be overstated. I am interested only in embodying the truth of being, with patience, love, and compassion. Thank You.

Enlightenment IS the joke.

Predimensional, or transdimensional.

lol hey I posted that

What does it mean "to take advice?" If you intend on meeting this person, just show up and hang out. You don't have to believe or disbelieve anything.

❤️

@SgtPepper thanks! It was fun to write.

@Matthew85 thank you for your kind words. There is a real sense that this experience is profoundly important. Unmatched. To be able to share this with my family is the deepest blessing I could have imagined (haha)

I would say psilocybe cubensis are the most popular/most common.

Yes.