Ok so last night me and a friend decided to take a nice trip of dmt then have a few acid tabs.
it was my first time properly getting hit from dmt which I can’t remember the room I just remembers colours in lines which shaped things, I specifically remember a female presence around me but never saw whatever it was, I think saw a person which I think was me, and my trip got interrupted and broke out of it. I felt like It could of gone deeper, I guess next time ill either take more than 3 tokes or higher dose, it was very scary and intense but felt amazing at the same time, just because obviously I’ve never seen anything like it before.
so a few hours later, we decided to drop some tabs, I dropped 3 and my friend 5, the night was going great, a few visuals and some weird vibes in the room, like how the room actually felt, apparently to my friend I had Alice in wonderland syndrome, which was pretty cool, shortly after this I started to feel very claustrophobic and it seems whatever was in my vision (the closer I was to something) seemed like that’s what it was anyway. Since if I stood at the other side of the room I’d be more relaxed. I started to panic for no particular reason, probably because of the claustrophobia, I took a Xanax and Valium which didn’t really work to be honest, because the next thing I remember is something very fucking strange. I couldn’t stop thinking, couldn’t stop talking or control what was happening. I also don’t know what my friend was telling me at this point , apparently he was trying to ccalmness down and put some music on.
Something was telling me that my cousin told me he had a dream of this situation before and if I didn’t leave there and then I would die, but at 4:30am in the morning I wasn’t really in the right state of mind to even think how to get home. So my friend also tripping told me I should leave although I was trying to stay at his. In the end I left, got home at 7am and went straight to bed.
it was a very trippy night, maybe I took too much acid, but I’m trying to think what else this trip can teach me, I don’t think I’m claustrophobic, maybe a bit paranoid, or just scared of the unknowing, I like to be in control and knowing what’s going to happen, and well on acid, it’s so random you could be watching tv one second then laying down on the floor the next. If that makes sense?
its so mind boggling, I know I should’ve just tried to forget what was happening in mmy head about my cousin butting was as if I wasn’t in control of my speech and thoughts, my body was fine I just couldn’t control what I was saying because it wasn’t letting me put it into words properly I guess?
