Citation: Conductor. "Falling Into Holes Of Visuals: An Experience with 4-AcO-DMT (exp95605)". Erowid.org. Nov 2, 2017. erowid.org/exp/95605
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Previous experiences: cannabis, psilocybin mushrooms, 25i-NBOMe, LSD, MDMA, HBWR seeds, DMT (smoked)
Set: Contemplative, solitary, mystically-inclined; practicing deep acceptance of both the inner and outer world--this attitude of acceptance has prepared me for the expanded world of the psychedelics; reading widely in philosophy, psychology, and religion.
Setting: My bedroom on a sunny morning.
7:15 am: Ingested 15mg of 4-acetoxy-DMT, also known as psilacetin, dissolved in orange juice. I woke up in a good mood, excited to try a new substance. The compound is structurally similar to psilocybin and psilocin, in shrooms; the effects are said to be similar. I wasn’t really feeling any anxiety, as I am on good terms with shrooms. I put on some Mozart solo piano and do some cleaning while I wait for the effects.
T 0:45 Starting to notice effects. There is a pleasant sensation behind my ears--I hear a faint tone, and my ears feel like they’re plugged a little, like when I’m taking off in an airplane.
T 1:00 A little nausea, so I decide to lie down. Definitely feels like the beginning of a shroom trip--the familiar slight changes in thought processing, a little visual distortion beginning, a faint oceanic feeling beginning to flood my consciousness. Sedated feeling in my body.
T 1:30 Still feeling a bit nauseous, but as long as I remain in bed, I feel fine. Also feeling a bit lethargic, like I have before on shrooms. I’ve reached a very pleasant, glowing emotional state. The sunlight is beginning to stream brighter into the room, and I feel like I am being lifted onto a cloud. I feel light. The room becomes suffused with this emotional state. The music sounds sublime, like it is composed of the light streaming through the window.
As the trip continues, I begin to cycle through different emotions, but I don’t go very far into any of them. Many of them are familiar from other shrooms experiences, such as strong empathy with my parents and their feelings towards me. At this dose and depth of experience, it feels like I can see many strong emotional states from afar, but I have enough control not to descend into them to experience them more fully. I am sometimes brought to tears when tripping, and I could see this on the horizon, but I had enough control not to go there all the way. I assume that at a higher dose, this control would be lessened.
T 2:00 The experience comes in waves. For about 20 minutes, I felt like the trip was basically over, so I put on some TV. Then I looked up at my curtains and began to notice some very fascinating visuals. The usual gyrations that I see on shrooms are much slower now. The curtains seems to be tilted in a strange way, and as I look around the room I feel like the whole room has been tilted, like I am inside a doll house that has been picked up. I will be trying salvia soon, and I get excited about the interesting visual phenomena associated with that experience.
I turn off the TV and close my eyes. I begin to watch my thoughts, the chatter in my head, one of my favorite mental phenomena to investigate while tripping. The chatter sounds sort of like an echo--the thoughts are somewhat familiar, but they sound a little more distant, like they’re not coming quite from “me.” I then close my eyes fall into a “hole” of visuals, each lingering for about ten seconds to give way to the next. I cover my head with my blanket to shut out the light, and focus on the closed eye visuals. I see a swimming pool with light playing on the bottom of it, and I recognize it from the movie Cat People, which I had watched recently. Then I saw a plant that looked like a pole with big, gyrating leaves protruding from it, like green tongues. It greeted me and welcomed me hypnotized me for a little bit. I greeted it back, and asked it a question. It answered gently, in an “But, of course, you knew that” manner. (I realized later that this plant was on a print on my wall, and I had been staring at it a few minutes earlier. This was interesting: it felt like dreaming, how an image from your waking day appears in your dream that night). For a few seconds afterwards, I just see images, and the chatter in my head that is processing the experience ceases for a few seconds, a process I am interested in exploring further (like the Hindu yogic image of the perfectly still lake). But once I noticed this, the chatter rushed back in (the ripples of the lake returned). But then I saw a split--on the left side was the cascade of images, and on the right side was the chatter. It felt like I was visualizing the split between the right brain and the left brain. This is another property of psychedelics that fascinates me--the possibility of seeing into the workings of the mind.
This is another property of psychedelics that fascinates me--the possibility of seeing into the workings of the mind.
Also in the hole, I heard what Terence McKenna has called the “elf band.” I heard them last time I was on shrooms. Basically, the little bits of white noise in the room--from the radiator, the refrigerator, faint sounds from outside--begin to reverberate in my head and form quite beautiful music in my inner ear, like audible fractals. Very intricate and nimble.
From here on out, the trip tapered off gradually for the next two hours. My introspection became a bit cloying after coming out of the hole, so I took a walk.
I will definitely try this compound again, at a higher dose. Quite interested in seeing the higher limits of it.
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