Age:19
Weight-130 lbs
Dose- ~70 mg Intranasal
T0:00- I decide
to rail what’s left in the bag that I have, roughly 70 mg. I just stick a straw
in the bag and inhale. It takes two goes to get it all out. As expected it is
extremely unpleasant. It stings a bit and the chalky powder clumps and sticks
the whole way up. It fluffs up in my sinuses and clings to everything,
remaining suspended the whole way down my throat. It’s not painful, but it’s
exceedingly unpleasant. It feels like I have a very bitter sore throat and the
drip is disgusting in a very unique and special way. I drink two capri suns to chase
it.
T0:15- The plan
is that me and my roommates and a friend are all going to see the new Mad Max
movie together. This would be my second time seeing it. I can feel the effects
coming on, there is some amount of nausea and discomfort but I can deal.
Visuals are beginning to kick in pretty hard by the time I am waiting by the
door for everyone else to get ready. I wait outside on the street. The world
feels like its closing in on me, the sky seems much closer than it really is
and the world feels like its being seen through a square fisheye lens. Patterns
form on the sidewalk and on other surfaces, and sounds are taking on a distinct
reverberation.
T0:25- My friend
gives me some nausea pills as we walk to the theater. I feel like I am floating
and that I am telescoping out of my body. The visuals are flowery and flowy, rounded
and blossoming and organic with some sharp edges. They are all blue and purple
and green and pink, and my sense of perspective is completely destroyed by the
overlapping and bursting visuals.
T0:30- We get to
the theater. I am definitely starting to peak. I am way too fucked up to even
attempt at ordering tickets, so my friend does it for me. Me and her wait in
the upstairs lobby for everyone else. My vision seems to be splitting and
repeating like I am viewing the world through compound eyes. Within each little
screen of vision, the image mirrors and splits and fractalizes further. It
feels like my field of vision is a dome on all sides of me, that I am seeing
everywhere at once in all these little windows. The windows begin to intersect
and repeat themselves, overlapping one another. Oh man, I really need to get
into the dark theater. Sounds start to become incomprehensible, everyone sounds
like they’re babbling and the ambient noise around me seems like its babbling
too. The only thing that makes remotely any sense is someone talking directly
to me. It seems like people’s faces are made of interlocking shapes and
patterns, each shape independent from one another but still forming a coherent
structure. Everyone else finally comes upstairs and we get into the theater.
T0:37- I am
sitting in the dark now, some degree of respite. The advertisements weird me
the fuck out. There are giant people on a screen in front of me. Real people
are overwhelming enough, but these giant people are even weirder. The commercial
playing when we walk in features several references to a TV show I had never
seen or heard of before that, so the dialogue is extremely confusing and I am
completely bewildered. Have I drifted this far from humanity to the degree that
everything is fundamentally incomprehensible? The darkness around me feels like
it’s made of millions of violet and maroon interlocking shapes. At last the
movie begins. I am beginning to feel the bodyload, and as that burgeons I find
myself having a hard time keeping calm. I am sweating like mad. I feel nauseous
and lightheaded and my heart is beating wildly. I strip off all of my outer
layers and just pray I don’t sweat so much I get dehydrated as I didn’t bring
any drinks.
T0:45- The movie
has begun. Ho boy. It is very strange to watch a movie while tripping. I begin
to see all the little deliberate actions that went into every shot, every line
of dialogue. No shred of the production seems frivolous or random, the fact
that I am seeing everything makes me realize how every little bit of it is
deliberately and carefully placed. The attention that went into the
cinematography, the writing, the costumes, the editing, the soundtrack, it all
becomes apparent. It is truly a very heavily enhanced experience and I would highly
recommend people do it with their favorite films. The first 20 minutes of the
film consists of a great deal of super loud and brutal revving noises. I begin
to get worried about falling into a bad trip, as the movie gets pretty violent
right off the bat. The first road battle is extremely intense, no other word
for it. I project myself onto the characters and it becomes frightening
honestly, to imagine being in their position. Amongst explosions, shrapnel,
flying metal, fire, heavy machines and wheels-I feel like I am on the verge of
being brutally mangled just watching. I feel like I can feel the heat and
shockwaves of the fires and explosions. This is wild, visuals aren’t too
apparent now because I’m so focused on the stimulation from the movie. I still
feel sweaty and uncomfortable. It feels like I am flying around the screen when
there are wide angle and establishing shots.
T1:30- I begin to
notice I’m down enough to no longer have too much bodyload. This is a huge
relief and the rest of the movie is more coherent and less stressful. Seeing
the rest of it is highly enjoyable.
T2:45- Afterwards
we go to the grocery store for some snacks before we go home. I realize that
one reason I enjoy psychedelics so much is because I feel strong and special, I
feel like I am facing and overcoming psychological adversity that many others
have openly stated they would not be able to handle. The beginning of the movie
was super stressful and I’m very proud of myself for being able to keep under
control. I feel like a hero, battling big monsters made of chemicals, brushing
aside these absurd challenges without a hitch. It fills me with confidence and
life force. I am getting light visuals still and feel very spacy/am having fast
paced psychedelic thoughts. The afterglow from DPT is probably one of my
favorite drug afterglows. The amount of insight and confidence and social
aptitude it gives me is second only to acid.
T3:10-We go home.
I smoke a bunch of cannabis and get vivid CEV’s. They look like huge gears and
rotating cylinders. They are red and pink with yellow and orange spots and
patterns on them. I socialize the rest of the night with my two friends, mostly
about mental illness, suicide, depression etc.
T5:00-I am
roughly back to baseline now with some slight afterglow. Mostly just stoned.
Still able to rapidly and efficiently process and express thoughts, though its
slowed down from before.
Coclusion: This
setting was perhaps not ideal to present a neutral profile of DPT, but it’s the
one I remember best. I have experienced it several other times however and can
say the draw the following conclusions: DPT is a very intense psychedelic that
hits hard and fast if taken the most efficient way-insufflation. It is one of
the most uncomfortable drugs to insufflate, due to the chalkiness and god-awful
flavor of the powder. It fluffs up and sticks to the insides of the sinuses,
forming clumps and clinging to everything. It also stings a good bit. I always
would have a bloody nose the next day. After that, the trip comes on incredibly
hard and fast with an uneasy combination of nausea and intense sweating. It
crashes over to deliver a consistently profound experience that feels
challenging in a stimulating and healthy manner. The visuals are vivid and
alien, geometric and harmonious in a way that does not seem abstract or fully
organic. They are colorful and spectacular. The headspace is not lucid relative
to the world around me, but lucid within its own paradigm, allowing for
coherent and consistent navigation of profoundly altered and alien thoughts. It
rages for a bit and wears off relatively quickly. It is not for the faint of
heart, but it’s absolutely worth it for those willing to put up with the
intensity and deep discomfort it may instill.
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