Last night I went out to eat Korean food and drink copious beer with Brenton and his friend Marnie, whom I had heard thought I hated her? So I went to dispel this erroneous notion, only to have it confirmed.
O that is not true. We had lots of fun whilst out drinking beer. We ended up at Brew in the city and talking about DMT. Marnie had never tried it and her partner Ben apparently really, really loved it, and this was causing some contention in their relationship. Somehow I convinced her it wasn’t terrifying and she agreed she’d try it… right now! Oops not what I expected… buuuut… okay! ^_^
So we went back to Brenton’s. During the drive and after we arrived I was observing interactions between Marnie and Ben with a kind of quiet shock. They were so often aggressive and unpleasant; everything between them seemed an opportunity to gain an emotional advantage over the other. The thing that really got me though was how disingenuous it all was. Sneakily snarky, like they didn’t want to admit (even to themselves, probably) how petty they were being.
Anyway, we smoked some changa. My first dose was pretty light so I had very vague visuals, but still managed to be fully immersed in them.. a pink geometric field being danced upon by a happy fairy. As soon as it was over I wanted to go again.
My second time I fell immediately deeply, which highlighted how light a dose my first time had been. The visuals were right up in my experience and so very vivid and crisp. Very bold colours and shifting patterns of such clarity. I had the feeling that an electrical current was flowing into my mouth and through my body. As I noticed this, the patterns formed a long tunnel stretching from infinity into my mouth. It was being presided over by a benign female being, who was watching over my experience. There were other beings moving around just outside my peripheral vision; I couldn’t see them, but I knew they were all filled with joy. It filled me with joy too :3 Gradually they all began moving to my left, and I turned my head so I could follow them, but couldn’t. They were gone, and I opened my eyes grinning and giggling and so happy.
So of course I wanted to go again. O dear, I should have known better. The third time was just as strong and immersive as the second, and really very similar visually, but this time it was unpleasant, uncomfortable and frightening. All the same beings were there, including the presiding female.. but she was no longer benign. The peripheral beings were crowded around my head, murmuring malevolently. They were pressing down on me so I couldn’t breathe. The electricity was painful rather than stimulating.
What do you dooooo with a horrible trip? Open your eyes and it all goes away. One split second later I was happy as anything again.
I think there is just a tendency for this to happen the longer you smoke it, so it would probably be a good idea from now on to quit while I’m ahead. Because the lovely experiences were really, really lovely.