DOSE:		smoked	DMT
		smoked	Cannabis
			Cannabis	(daily)

BODY WEIGHT:

150 lb

This was my second time trying DMT; my first experience was a small dose, outdoors, privately, on a lovely day. I had the sudden urge to remove my clothes and experienced strong euphoria while in the sun.

My history of substances was, at the time, being high on cannabis all day every day. Since then, I've quit cannabis entirely.

This time the setting was in my garden shed, in the dark, sitting on a spare car tire. I used a bubbler bong, and sat the crushed DMT on top of some weed. At the time, I was in a relationship, hiding my drug use from my partner. Nobody was home, ...at this point in time.

I fired up the bubbler, and did as I knew to do, hold the hit in for as long as I could. I took the rip and immediately felt the urge to sit, I placed the bubbler on the shed bench, closed the shed door as much as I could, and sat on the tire. My head sunk between my knees, salivating as I eventually exhaled.

Reverberations and buzzing, I was pulled through a visual vortex, overcome with euphoria and strong visuals. I rode the spiral and could sense a silent presence alongside me on this visual journey.

Geometric shapes, patterns of orange, red, magenta and blue. The shapes shifted into cogs and gears, I saw small figures, perhaps wearing hats.

Then the most profound part, a message.

I felt it clearly, it communicated with me. "We knew you were worried about this experience, we knew you were worried about doing this. It's ok, there's nothing to worry about. Everything is going to be ok " I heard this message, I felt this message. I felt it's genuine nature, sincerity and warmth. It was overwhelmingly positive and laced with love.

I continued to see visuals, until I heard another voice.

My partner at the time, calling from the back door of the house "TireGuy, TireGuy, ..."

Fuck. I was yanked back to reality, still dribbling saliva down with the tire on the floor. By the time I was able to stand, my partner was at the shed door. I cracked the shed door and we were face to face. I don't know what she could smell, or what she thought was going on, but I played it cool, hiding my bullshit as usual.

Exp Year: 2026	ExpID: 119606
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 25
Published: Mar 8, 2026	Views: Not Supported
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