DOSE: T+ 0:00	5 hits	sublingual	LSD	(blotter / tab)
T+ 1:45	100 mg	rectal	Methoxetamine
T+ 1:45	100 mg	IM	Methoxetamine
T+ 4:45	25 mg	vaporized	5-MeO-DMT	(powder / crystals)
T+ 5:30	repeated	smoked	DMT	(freebase)
T+ 0:00	repeated	inhaled	Ether

BODY WEIGHT:

120 lb

Administration
10:45pm
(T + 0:00)
5 hits of blotter acid are place under tongue, and I watch a continue watching the animated movie Heavy Metal.

(T + 1:30)
The movie had ended, and the LSD I had taken had fully stabilized into a trip. This was quite a large dose, there was a bit of unsettling of my mind coming up to this, I had made it my mission to now inject the dissociatives, as defense against the difficulty of the come up with the LSD within my own mind.

(T + 1:45) 200mg (MXE) ingested
The prepared dosages 100mg (MXE) was administered rectally, soon following the intramuscular injection of another 100mg (MXE) was administered to my left deltoid muscle.

Now IM injections are easier said then done on 5 hits of LSD. Which consisted of ritualistic LSD ether dancing and repeated over the top antiseptic technique.

(T + 3:45*)
I exit the M-hole. What a waste of two hours, really, I don't know why I love these dissociatives so much. When I exited the M-hole I was urinating in the laundry room sink, I was doing this to break the cycle [In the M-HOLE I was the surface of the water inside the back up pump, the water that just gets pushed back, and forth, up, and down, all night long, well, I was that, or maybe its just my analogy because I as I was exiting the hole I was urinating into this back up drain.]

Exiting the hole, coming back to reality, I feel my LSD trip has truly started, but there is one big problem, I have misplaced my bong. As of now I am writing this I still don't know where my bong went, BUT, because I was missing it made me improvise, and made for quite an experience.

(T + 4:45*) 25mg 5-Meo-DMT
A capsule containing a pre-weighed dose of 25mg 5-Meo-DMT is spread out inside a test tube. With crazy LSD antics, I ended up finally vaporizing some 5-Meo-DMT with a torch (I was looking for my bong). I spread this dose out a lot, it was very warm, euphoric, but I did not reach the level I was seeking with it. [Like with combined N,N-DMT and LSD]

(T + 5:30)
I'm starting to get a little frustrated, because I couldn't find my bong, and I hadn't got a good dose of trytpamines yet. In search of a device to smoke DMT out of, as I had plenty DMT in the form of 50/50 freebase to blue lotus leaf. I just needed something to smoke it out of. I had attempted the earlier test tube method, but that didnt bring that utter transforming LSDMT I was looking for.

So, with a little searching, I find one of my old home made pipes, a long wooden one, made from a thin tree branch and a drill bit. A sort of leprechaun or gandalf style pipe.

Now, On LSD... Style, is everything. I was well fitted, classy, an extra long benson and hedges cigarette on ear, music in check, Dr. Nogatco. Ego boosted. I filled the pipe to the brim with enhanced leaf (~100mg of DMT) partly, because I did not know how well this pipe would hold up. So I begin smoking, and realize, this is a wooden pipe, I should be outside, so I open my back door and walk up these concrete steps, check out the earth in full LSDMT STYLE! This was it! Transformation. I bounce back down the stairs, in wonky style, and enter the room marveling at the amazing stylish pipe, and the incredibly lucid transforming surroundings around me, nothing is as unique and powerfully visual as LSDMT.

(T + 6:00)

So I'm back out on the concrete steps, with the big long pipe, to get another dose of DMT. I take one puff, and obviously, the DMT had melted and concentrated into that one hit. As I exhale, I get that terrible feeling that something very big is coming... I had taken too much, quickly I turn around to come downstairs back inside... But I don't have enough time, And... CRASH I fall down the stairs mid-breakthrough.

Things got very intense. I was being viciously attacked by the DMT transformations, I was seriously worried, I thought I had sustained a serious head injury, broken my neck, and was experiencing brain death. I had experienced a breakthrough to the point of near death before, but I had never experienced this after falling down a set of concrete stairs.

It culminated to a point, everything, the entire universe, all being, had condensed down to one thing. I was hanging on to a single thread of life, if there was a binary code of only one number, I was that 1, and the entire universe was that 1. And it was flickering between 1 and 0. I really wanted it to stay at 1. I wanted us to live.

I am yelling STOP, loudly, repeatedly. And, it didn't help. And that confused me. I was alone, I had no sitter, I was terrified. I had thought this was going to be a serious incident, someone was going to find me in serious condition or dead at the foot of the stairs.

The flickering stayed at 1.
And slowly, the 1 became many, and things were reconstructed. The hyperspatial transformational chaos declines, and I am lying at the foot of the stairs. I am alive. Cold. I must escape the cold. I make my first purposeful movement, reach for the door, (-20*C weather outside) close it and get back on my feet.

I seem to have injured my foot and knee, but can walk ok. I didn't break any bones, but I broke the big long leprechaun pipe. Cigarette lost. I scramble to pick up the pieces, it's almost pitiful. Funny how I was riding high earlier, now, I'm crushed.

I finally make it back, put everything away and lie down on the couch. Almost laughing. Happy to be alive. I get some sleep.

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 111143
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 18
Published: Jan 21, 2018	Views: 8,538
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