Citation: Naut. "Here There and Everywhere: An Experience with 5-MeO-DMT & Cannabis (exp101894)". Erowid.org. Jun 21, 2021. erowid.org/exp/101894
So I begin my story telling a little about myself.
I'm 19 years old individual, always interested in trying something new. This is my first 'drug-report' and the reason why I chose to tell about 5-MeO-DMT, is because it was the latest substance I had experienced. Unfortunately, I have no idea of the time-span from the evening, but I'll try to make it detailed as possible.
It was late. Me and my friend were bored as hell, playing video-games and talking about stuff. In the middle of our doing-nothing, we had an idea to visit at some old friends. They live a little far from where we were staying, but when a teenager comes to certain point of boredom, every idea counts. A couple hours later we sat in a bus, on our way.
The bus stopped at the station, and we walked out. The next 30 minutes are nothing worth mentioning, so I don't want to bore you with the details of our cigarette smoking and stuff talking. So let's rewound to the action.
We got to the place, met our buddys, made some coffee and sat there basically just staring at each other. One dude making DXM next to us, I wanted to have something else than beer. My friend remembered that he had a save in a video-game there that he wanted to continue, so I went with him.
He started playing and another friend were drying up some leafs for smoking next to me, and few minutes later we all gathered to smoke some bud and to watch the game.
Next thing I know, everyone were pretty wasted, laughing at the game and talking. The day went smooth just sitting there, and after socializing the house-owners went back to their daily business's. Then the leaf-dryer friend of mine said: 'You care for some 5-MeO-DMT?' I had no idea what it was. 'It makes you feel nice, just try it', he continued.
So now I have to say that I have tried all kinds of stuff, and this guy have been there with me almost every time, tripping with me or seeing me trip. I trust this person. I trust him enough that I believe when he says it makes you feel nice. But I had my doubts. He and I have different intentions when doing substances. This is a man, who taking LSD the first time, took it twice the dose it was meant to be. So you might understand my point.
But back to it, I refused the first time he offered. I was high off my mind, so I didn't want to go too far with a substance I had no clue of. So he gave up asking. But when the night got further, and the smoke got thicker, he asked again. Then I started considering. Finally I decided to give it a try, but this time I wanted my video-game friend to take it with me. One time you see, this leaf-dryer man were sitting next to me when I took Salvia, and I thought he took it too, but I was the only one. Horrible evening it was, but another story. So we vaporized about 10mg each, and sat back. Oh. My. God.
(THE TRIP STARTS HERE, IF YOU GOT BORED READING)
I was high enough not to freak out, but it was something I'll never forget. I fell into the sofa. I was the sofa. And this thought was no stereotypical hippie-bullshit. I looked at my leaf-dryer friend, who was giggling and making another bong-hit. Then I looked at my fellow-tripper friend, who was apparently as far away as I was. My mouth felt weird. I started to move my tongue in my mouth, and I was afraid I'd swallow it. I swallowed very carefully, and every time I did it, I wanted to do it again. The feeling was indeed very interesting.
The fractals? Oh, the fractals. Long after the evening I were searching info about this drug and found out that you aren't supposed to see hallucinations in 5-MeO-DMT? Maybe that's false information, or then I was really out of my mind. My vision got very wide pentagon-shaped figures, like those chemical formula-pentagons. While my friend suggested we'd rip the bong once more, I replied with some kind of agreement, but in a way that I wasn't very sure about anything. I kept repeating the words 'Hmm, yeah' and '..Okay.. All right..' even when no one was saying a thing.
Luckily everyone in the house understood what is was like, and no one were asking 'am I all right' or anything like that. I hate when people do that when I have taken something.
All the sounds sounded like they were echoing, and just to make sure they were not, I repeated the sounds in my mind. But even then they sounded like that.
I conquered the sofa so I could lay down, because I wasn't sure if I could sit or stand. I took a sip of my friend's tea, and the dryness and the 'tightness' in my mouth started to fade. I was coming down slowly.
After I was back to normal I was still stoned, but I noticed the difference. My friend asked me what was it like, and all I answered was 'It was very nice.' My friend suggested a new dose for me, because 'then it kicks ya' but I refused. I felt like I didn't need another hit.
Minutes after it, I wondered why no one talked about it, like it didn't even happen. All those things I thought, one was that I was the center of attention. All my friends were waiting for me to say something. But it was all in my head. Then I realized that it wasn't special for anyone in any way. They all have experienced it, and they know how I felt. There were no need for deeper discussion about it. My video-game friend had come down too. For 5-10 minutes it was all about life, and that moment. I didn't really think about the universe and such, it just felt that I knew it all.
I kind of feel bad for the lack of mind-storming I have done with psychedelics and dissociatives, but after all, the time was just so short. The next day was slow. And quiet. I had nothing to say, I was tired and so was my friend. I couldn't understand that after such a short trip, the drug would suck me so dry. I have never felt so tired in my life. But I'd do it again anytime, anywhere and with anyone.
So I conclude my journey to these words: These chemically produced substances are very fulfilling and fun, but if one stops learning from them, their reason has lost it's meaning.
Have a nice day, and don't forget to brush your teeth! :)
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