DOSE:

15 mg

oral

4-AcO-DMT

(liquid)

BODY WEIGHT:

115 lb

Prep: This was my first experience with psychedelics, so naturally I was nervous. C and I had begun planning doing shrooms together about five months prior, over the summer he acquired psilocetin, and we decided to use that instead. Although every trip is different, one of the only major differences between psilocetin and psilocybin is the smoother comeup of the former. Knowing that I wouldn't have to worry about my stomach bothering me eased my worries a bit. I tried to be as positive as possible, because while I had been greatly looking forward to the experience, I knew there was a chance I would have a terrible trip. C worked nonstop to calm my nerves for the few days beforehand, and by the time we began, I was ready.

0:00: C and I each took a shot glass of the powder mixed with water. A few minutes in, I began to feel a bit high, I was very slightly dizzy and my mood was lightening up.

0:20: C and I walked to the park by our dorm and meandered around the lake/reservoir. After a few minutes of wandering, we turned back and headed toward the most open field in the park. I kept feeling as though I was being 'punched' by the drug, every couple minutes I'd suddenly feel very dizzy for about a second . Around this point, I concluded that I would be happy moving forward or simply standing where we were, staring at a tree. C told me he was already beginning to trip, he had experienced psychedelic trips in the past and knew what to look for. We made it to the field and lay in the grass. Here, I lost all perception of time.

We listened to Pink Floyd for a bit, specifically Shine On. I felt there was a small symphony in my mouth. I relaxed and listened, fixated on a tree in the distance. Possibly because it was my first time, I felt like telling C (and everyone else), everything I was feeling.

A bit later (I have no idea how long since my time perception was completely fucked), we walked to the edge of the reservoir. I decided I wanted to listen to Transatlantic, and All of the Above began playing. Across the reservoir, the trees formed into mostly monkey faces (and at the very beginning, skull faces). They moved in interesting dance patterns and sang along to the song, putting on a show for me. I knew they could potentially hurt me if they crossed the water, but I knew that wouldn't happen since they were my friends. occasionally I'd look at the sky above the trees and saw patterns of hexagons made up of small triangles.

At this point I began listening to an internal dialogue between my conscience (which was louder and sounded more like me than ever) and what I can only describe as the voice of a big black woman who would guide me through my problems. We went over every issue I was thinking about at the time, including how I could know if my boyfriend was 'the one.' From her answers that could have come straight from the pages of Cosmo, I felt more worryfree and confident than I ever have. She told me to always feel that way, and that now we had talked I could do it myself without any influence from drugs.

All of the Above seemed to last for hours, and we started moving to another destination right as it was finishing. A flock of ducks loudly flew over the water and some landed in it. I thought it was a beautiful and artistic and poetic way to complete the song.

C and I kept moving on. While walking, we passed a group of people having a picnic or something. From a distance I thought they were little kids, but approaching them, I realized they were mostly adults, with a few little kids playing by the water. I wondered why we treat adults different from kids. what I thought was a dog or a duck turned out to be a few white bottles or something, and I came to the conclusion that we should treat everything, living or not, with the same amount of decency and respect.

We walked through a bit of somewhat dense woods until we reached a clearing where he could smoke. I sat on the ground stroking a baby plant and watching some of the bugs walking around me. I really liked looking at C then, when I looked at him I felt like I was staring at a photograph. After he had finished, we started leaving the park. I thought that it was stupid that people reduce the whole process of sunset to one minute (since our original plan had been to be in the park for sunset). Right before leaving, I thought that humans must have some balls to think they can decide what is nature and what isn't. I thought everything is a part of nature, the trees and grass and cars and buildings.

When we got back to our dorm, I had a brief but powerful laughing fit. We listened to some of his music, then I decided I wanted to hear what Hanson sounded like. We listened to a new song, Been There Before, and I cried. A few more songs played and I felt the greatest love for that band that I've ever experienced.

I then realized that there are many different kinds of love, and that the kinds of love I have for my best friend and C and my favorite band are all completely different. This thought blew my mind at the time, and I felt as though it was a thought that no one had ever realized before.

At the beginning of the comedown, I talked to C's best friend and my best friend online. I wondered why mine couldn't be as happy as me, and was a little sad that no one was on the level I was. We went to chili's with a few sober friends and listened to their problems. I was quite concerned with one in particular's issues, and by the time we got back to the dorm I was really sad. I felt like C didn't want to spend any more time with me and for one reason or another, I started crying, hard. In a few minutes I had stopped but was still quite sad. C and I watched Dog Day Afternoon and by the end I was definitely sober.

The peak was one of the top experiences of my life, but I'm not sure if I ever want to do it again.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 65725
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Feb 12, 2018	Views: 1,244
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