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Constable Changa the Cosmic Policeman
Changa (Smoked MAOI & DMT)
Citation:   Hauswyfetechno. "Constable Changa the Cosmic Policeman: An Experience with Changa (Smoked MAOI & DMT) (exp104469)". Feb 25, 2017.

  smoked Changa (plant material)
After having experienced a wide variety of common and not so common psychoactives- cannabis, LSD, mushrooms, MDMA, MDA, Methylone, 4-ACO-DMT, and 25C-NBOME- I finally felt myself to be ready for the Holy Grail of absolute mindfuckery that is DMT. This was an experience which I had been mentally preparing myself for for some time, doing a great deal of reading around the DMT experience and making use of other substances (primarily mushrooms and LSD) several times a few months beforehand to make sure I had cleared out any residual psychic baggage. My friend L (who is very experienced with narcotics and psychoactives of all kinds, and who is an extremely good tripsitter/shaman) had acquired some changa and had made it known to me that I was welcome to try some with her whenever I felt ready.

The setting: A rainy Wednesday morning at L’s house. She loaded up a little wooden pipe with changa while I made myself comfortable on the bed. After some discussion, we decided that Felix Laband’s album “Donkey Rattle” would be an appropriate soundtrack for the experience. I was a little worried about not being able to inhale enough of the substance (I have quite weak lungs, and can’t even really smoke bongs), but she told me it wouldn’t make much difference given the potency of the material we were dealing with.

She lit the bowl for me while I inhaled with all my might. After a few seconds of inhaling the thick, milky white smoke (the flavour and smell of which I found surprisingly aromatic), I became aware of some “scenery slicing”- my field of vision became separated into several distinct and disjointed bands of imagery. L urged me to smoke a little more, which I did, then I fell back onto the bed as I felt the DMT begin to take hold. I closed my eyes and experienced some of the most vivid closed-eye visuals I have ever experienced. I was watching as a double-helix structure made out of glittering beams of red and gold light swirled itself into existence in time with the bleeping and twinkling of the music. It hung motionless in the blackness for a while, then all of a sudden I experienced a strong sensation of being watched. The helix of light floated closer to me and then began to morph into a humanoid figure while still displaying the same iridescent colours. What happened next is hard to describe… the figure was suddenly wearing the uniform of a policeman, but I was very aware that it was not really a policeman, that this was its idea of a joke, and that it had possibly stolen the uniform from somewhere. Retrospectively I have decided to name this being “Constable Changa, the Cosmic Policeman”. It playfully poked at my face for a little bit, then dissipated in a burst of laughter.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that L had taken a few hits herself in the meantime and was lying in bed next to me, laughing so hard she was crying. The room was encrusted with glittering gold and red jewels and there were great, primeval lizard-like things lying curled at the foot of the bed. I watched her laugh for a while, entranced, then grabbed her hand. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, and we played with each other’s hands for a while. She then picked up the pipe (still half-full), pushed it into my mouth, and lit it for me. I inhaled another hit, then fell back onto the bed. She put her arms around me and her hair fell over my eyes, plunging me into darkness. I began tripping heavily again and another figure began to form, something halfway between a dinosaur and a walrus with a single pulsating eye, made of an interlocking latticework of diamonds. Constable Changa popped into existence again besides this new figure, and again I became aware of a wave of amusement being directed at me.

I opened my eyes again when I became aware of L kissing my cheek. Now both more or less baseline, we lay and held each other for a little while.

This was a very peaceful, interesting experience. I’ve tried to analyse it in the way I do other trips, but ultimately I’ve given up on assigning any meaning or interpretation to the things I saw: they defy language. Suffice to say that I definitely wish to be visited by Constable Changa again in the future.

Exp Year: 2014ExpID: 104469
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 23
Published: Feb 25, 2017Views: 2,906
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