DOSE: T+ 0:00	50 mg	oral	4-AcO-DMT	(powder / crystals)
T+ 1:30	50 mg	oral	4-AcO-DMT	(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

140 lb

[Erowid Note: The dose described in this report is very high, potentially beyond Erowid's 'heavy' range, and could pose serious health risks or result in unwanted, extreme effects. Sometimes extremely high doses reported are errors rather than actual doses used.]
An experience with 100mg 4-Acetoxy-Dimethyltryptamine (4-AcO-DMT)

I have had some experience with psychedelics, I’ve tripped about 10+ times before this trip, however, nothing truly compares. I could review my mental state of the time, but honestly, It became irrelevant. The peak is very hard to describe. It is more of a collection of memories than a sequential order. I was not necessarily depressed or happy, it was a very neutral part of my life. The days were rather uneventful. Nothing serious has occurred in a long time.

My intentions for taking the substance were pretty much to explore my psyche, and find out what I could learn from the experience.

I prepared two 50mg 4-AcO-DMT doses. I usually like redosing to extend my trip time, and also if I'm not tripping as hard as I want to, I can change it. 50mg is conservative, it is probably +5 to +10mg more.

An hour and a half before I dosed, I ate a very large meal. This, I believe, delayed the comeup. On an empty stomach I am usually up by 45 minutes, on a full around 1-2 hours.

0:00 - I dose 50mg

0:15 - First alert, perception heightened, tingly sensations, sedation. Decided to lay down on bed.

0:45 - Effects have gradually increased but visual alteration is still very mild and almost absent. Colors are brightened but no distinct morphing/movement.

1:00 - Effects up to this point have been fairly mild. I should have been experiencing peak effects by now.

1:30 - I “think” I peak, and I find I want more. I dose another 50mg.

2:30 - Things were getting a little bit more intense, and then.... I feel a call from my consciousness telling me I need to breathe.

A Sudden burst of intensity. I was gazing at my ceiling when it suddenly morphed into blackness, fractals, patterns. It was as if my reality turned inside out. For the brief moment in between this 'void' and reality, I experienced the loss of my ability to move, to feel my heartbeat, to understand what breathing was, or what it felt like. There was an overwhelming feeling of oneness. I was not able to see, for my sense of sight was intertwined with my thought. WORDS are not the right thing for this experience. Psychedelic experiences in general are hard to describe with words, but this is almost impossible to describe in words.

Looking in the mirror, I no longer saw me. It wasn’t even remotely recognizable, just a hallucination. This memory is specifically ingrained into my psyche. To look at one’s self in the mirror and see nothing. Time means nothing - nothing means anything! Nothing I see is recognizable. Everything was one. My experience of reality was confined down to a single point. The feeling of being everything was not a conscious one - it was just kind of “there”.

Visually, I saw faces, similar to that of psychedelic artwork. Alex grey-esque things. I'm hearing voices talking to me. Eyes OPEN. I was being spoken to by voices of sorts, in what seemed to be a very alien/foreign language. This section of the trip pretty much consists of waves of psychedelia, returning to a distorted version of reality. One minute I would be thinking deeply... and then my thoughts would become the experience of looking at my watch. From reality, to hallucination and back. One minute, I would be in “reality”, the next minute I would lose all sense of being anything.

Standing is not hard, until it becomes intense, then I can’t move, or see, or feel, or understand what physicality or spatial dimensions are. The ability to move came and went as the waves of psychedelia moved.

I needed to drink a lot of water. It was hard though, I would drink some... but for how long? How much do I need? Do I even need water? The concept of water would vanish. Then return. Time was not simply distorted, it was of no relevance. I could watch my childhood memories like a movie - relive life experiences at their calling. The experience of the past, present and future all at once. This period of the trip was very revealing and let me peer deep inside my psyche.

A distinct memory, was being able to look at the numbers and letters on my phone. They were there, they weren’t changing, but they were completely unrecognizable to me. A completely foreign language. This was one of those points where I pretty much just let go of the idea of coming back. That is the experience to me. To the observer, a person, laying down, completely unable to communicate, and unresponsive, occasionally able to drink some water and return to that catatonic state.

6:00 - Things are starting to subside. It's still very very intense. I learn to see. Then, I learn to walk.

Perhaps, comparable to 60mg 4-AcO-DMT. Or depending on your LSD, 8-10 tabs.

It didn’t really hit me how hard I was tripping until I realized how hard I was tripping 6 hours into it. I could barely walk, or see. I couldn't even conceive of how hard I was tripping at the peak. I pretty much forgot I took any psychedelic and submitted myself to the universe.

I now feel really happy, and want to tell everyone I love them. An incredible rush of euphoria, relaxation and empathy. True empathy, for all human beings and all things. A feeling that we are all together. This feeling, primarily, has persisted MONTHS after the experience. An ever present afterglow.

8:00 - I fall asleep, tripping quite hard.

16:00 - I wake up and I'm still tripping.

I distinctly remember looking in the mirror when I woke up. It was the first thing I did, and although I looked into the mirror, and I still did not recognize myself. I was brought to tears by simply being. A feeling of peace presided.

Reflection

Remember to drink a LOT of water. LISTEN to your body when you have it.

Reality becomes so distant you really have to let go, and submit to the psychedelic state.

You have to let it happen to you.

I did not know what I was getting into when I took this. However, I'm glad I did it. I'll probably spend the rest of my life reflecting on it.

When I got into psychedelics, this was vaguely the experience I was looking for. In the beginning was received unwillingly. But all intention vanished, so perhaps it just “happened”.

About forgetting to breathe - as I said, I've never had this problem before. I've dosed 77mg before, and did not have this problem. I recently tried to trip on a much lower dose, and I “forgot to breathe” and had a “flashback”... A kind of, loss of connection to reality. This seems to happen whenever I trip “too hard” or if I meditate for “too long”. It is then followed by a calling to breathe and some deep breathing which allows me to recover.

In later experiences, this phenomena can be seen as a form of anxiety, and is dealt with quite well.

My speculation is that I had a panic attack of sorts because my mind/body was telling itself that It was dying. A rather natural reaction perhaps. In spite of this, I'm still glad I did it. Consider my perception of reality permanently altered.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 104978
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 22
Published: Jan 2, 2018	Views: 3,007
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