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Beauty and Impossible Grandeur
Pharmahuasca (Syrian Rue & DMT) & Cannabis
Citation:   Freefox. "Beauty and Impossible Grandeur: An Experience with Pharmahuasca (Syrian Rue & DMT) & Cannabis (exp106049)". Oct 9, 2022.

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3 g oral Syrian Rue (seeds)
  T+ 0:45 50 mg oral DMT  
  T+ 2:45 50 mg oral DMT  
  T+ 0:00 4 hits smoked Cannabis  
My friends and I had previous experience with weed and LSD. George (who I will mention later) also had experience with various other hallucinogens and was the only one among us with past experience with DMT (both freebase and in Ayahuasca).

Our setting is in a college, where we have prior experience with drugs. None of us had any fear of getting caught (so as to affect the trip) and are experienced enough to handle being in public (although we stayed in the most private parts of the campus).
My first experience with DMT was very nice; although, very moderate. Four friends and I got together, and we attempted to vaporize 50 mg of DMT each out of the machine. I say attempted, because quite honestly we did not use the machine very well. I believe too much steel wool caused the DMT to vaporize too slowly causing smaller hits and less intense results. Even after four or five hits there was plenty of visible DMT left in the machine that we were using. Regardless we all got a different light pleasurable experience. None of us broke through, I experienced the best and most intense results out of all of us. Three of us experienced nearly nothing. One of my friend’s sole effect was something akin to Jazz hands; he kept shaking his hands and saying “feel my hands”, it was pretty funny but he was a bit disappointed given that DMT is pretty much the most powerful known hallucinogen.

I experienced a wonderful afterglow; in fact, I feel the afterglow is an underplayed aspect of DMT. It was certainly better than LSD which I frankly wasn’t expecting. Everything was outlined in a rainbow, and I gained the ability to tint the world different colors at will. For example I would look at something green, and the world started tinting green. I would look at something brown and concentrate on this color; the world would darken and shades of brown would cast down on every object in sight. Music was racing through my head the entire time, clear as day, and I began whistling the tunes in my head. My voice fluctuated in pitch in a bizarre way every time I talked. I could tell it wasn’t really fluctuating, and it was only an effect of perception, but it was still very interesting. The whole way back to my room the path I was walking along repeated. I would be on a small stretch of path, then a few seconds later I would be at the beginning of that stretch until eventually I moved unto the next stretch and that repeated, etc. When I got back to my room, I laid in my bed and had a feeling that be best described as being “on love,” not in love but on love. My room also turned from yellow to green which had happened before on LSD. Aside from George who said he got light visuals and euphoria, no one else experienced any afterglow effects.

A few days had passed and two of my friends wanted to try some more and hopefully get more intense results. We resolved to try Pharmahuasca since I had Syrian rue on hand for just such an occasion. We figured this was a way we couldn’t really mess up. After all, vaporizing DMT is very difficult, but eating DMT: how could you mess that up.

We ate 3g of Syrian rue each (which is a lot of seeds by the way). We wrapped them in toilet paper and swallowed them; although, after trying a few individual seeds, I think I could have just eaten them plain. In the future I might do an extraction, but I had heard that most simple extractions involve making a tea that is absolutely disgusting. We waited 45 minutes after eating the rue to consume DMT. The effects of the rue itself were very nice. I would describe it as simply being very relaxed and mellow. It made me want to go on a nice nature walk. We dissolved the DMT in coke since we heard DMT-phosphate is the least nauseating form of ingestible DMT. I ingested 50 mg, George ingested 70mg, and Frank ingested 50mg. We were all three expecting to be completely out of our minds shortly.

About 45 minutes passed and I felt an exceptional euphoria which was steadily growing. I wasn’t getting any visuals; although, colors did seem a bit brighter and more vibrant. I was gaining a deep appreciation for the beauty of nature. Trees felt like silent stagnant guardians, more beautiful and grander than the small (wonderful) living things beneath. My friends were worried because they were expecting stronger affects by then (I had taken my dose a bit earlier, so they were using me as a benchmark to where they would be in about fifteen minutes). Based on my past experiences with Hallucinogens, I feel like trying to force the effects of a hallucinogen is a bad idea, one gets caught up in just how high one is and how high one “should be,” tends to only ruin the day. I think the ideal way to experience any drug is to just do something fun (in my case I like to observe nature and go for long walks), and let the trip do what it wants to do to you; of course this is just my opinion and since psychedelics are so subjective anyway, well, do what you want.

We sat under a tree in the middle of a luscious green valley and stared into the distance. George and Frank were still worrying about their lack of effects, but I was feeling the most intense euphoria I had ever experienced in my life (I was also experiencing very intense time dilation for the whole day, about every five minutes felt like an hour). The beauty was almost tear jerking, and in that spot I came to the conclusion that all my problems are perceived. They are, in a way, imaginary, since I live in a place where I don’t have to worry about my safety, and the worst case scenarios really aren’t that bad.

We were about two hours in when I got back to my room, I still wasn’t perceiving any visuals, so I decided to take a 50mg booster dose; I figured the worst case scenario would be I used 100mg on a beautiful day and didn’t get any hallucinations. My friends took a 90mg booster dose each dissolved in orange juice this time (they really wanted the effects and quickly). Another (sober) friend, let’s say Jeff, asked me to go on a walk with him and I agreed. He knew about the trip, and I told about what had been happening and what a wonderful day it had been for me to that point. He and I talked about various things, mainly politics and philosophy, and resolved to smoke some weed with George in a beautiful crevice in a trail. Frank also joined us but did not smoke. I received a call before they got there that they were taking yet another 30mg booster dose each. I thought this was a bad idea quite frankly. The least of their worries would be wasting the doses, especially since they were concentrating solely on the effects (in my experience not at all conducive to a good trip). At least George was well experienced, but Frank was less experienced than I was and had done significantly less research.

It was about two or three hours after I took my 50 mg booster dose at that point. I had resolved that I would only get euphoria from my trip, and that was ok. It was a beautiful day after all. George said he was getting light hallucinations which he equated to “about two tabs of acid.” Frank felt nothing so far (not even the euphoria and time dilation). I took my fourth toke of weed, started feeling the effects pretty intensely, and exited the smoking circle. I climbed some rocks up to my friends, feeling a slight loss in coordination. I started noticing something strange. The way I was feeling was pretty intense for just marijuana. It was on my way down from these rocks that I realized the trip was kicking in. My excitement peaked, as I prepared myself for intense hallucination. Then, I closed my eyes, and I broke through. I had gone from pretty much nothing to the peak in about a minute; the weed seemed to activate the trip for me.

Breaking through was something akin to being on a rollercoaster going thousands of miles per hour through a universe I had never even dreamed of in my wildest fantasy. It reminded me just a bit of the scene in 2001 Space Odyssey where he is traveling to an alien universe through impossibly colored seas, mountain scapes, and baffling geometry defying any logic; only this was much, much, more fantastic and grand. I was a miniscule being, little more than an amoeba, among infinitely grand structures. I was racing through the product of a civilization imperceptibly more advanced, intelligent, and powerful than our own in a universe which had a different logic about it. This was not only a visual experience, but the audio racing through my head had the same effect. Alien music pieces combing and flowing through my mind radiating happiness and love. This was about the closest experience to anything actually living I got. No machine elves really, but all the same I loved it. When I opened my eyes, the world was fluctuating with colors, my friends faces were highlighted in various hues, as if there emotion gave off a color. My voice was fluctuating in pitch again, and the walk back was extremely enjoyable. The world felt like it was rushing around, and I could hear the wind roar. We ended up going to a burger restaurant. Maybe I should have gone back to my room instead, but Jeff insisted we hang out at this restaurant.

Around this time I was feeling some intense nausea, and also like I had to poop. Basically all I knew was something was about to come out of somewhere. Thankfully I never vomited and nausea was kept to a minimum throughout the trip (and I have a pretty weak stomach, so I’m surprised honestly). I pooped twice at the restaurant and had one of the best if not the best burger I’ve ever had in my life (and I had had these burgers before, so it was either the weed or DMT or both). Afterward I went back to my room, fell into my amazingly comfortable bed, and got some much needed rest.

Overall, this was a great trip, I’m still not sure why Frank experienced no effects, and George got so little, but I will probably do this sometime in the future. I felt extremely physically drained when I woke up the following morning, but emotionally I still felt wonderful.

Exp Year: 2015ExpID: 106049
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 18
Published: Oct 9, 2022Views: 978
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DMT (18), Syrian Rue (45), Cannabis (1) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Preparation / Recipes (30), Combinations (3), General (1)

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