Pharmahuasca report

[Torsten]

A very good friend and reliable explorer e-mailed me this today. I found his report interesting as I have myself tried moclobemide at such low dose without success. It takes some 450mg to give me unreliable MAO inhibition, while 2g of Peganum have a totally reliable effect for me. Interesting to note that my friend had no luck with several grames of Peganum. Well, enjoy.....

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I'm alone. I'm doing my tax, its years overdue. My wife is over at her

sisters, which is a eumphemism for a future that probably involves

expensive legal bills and verbal molotovs. For once my life is full of

nothing but stasis. There's soup on the stove and shit on the telly. For

some reason I decide to ditch the accounting software for ten minutes to

smoke some DMT and try to navigate my way out of the tarpits. Normally I'd

never smoke alone, or try even a new combination without support there, it

wasn't so much recklessness as the desparation of interminable tedium

But I've never had real luck with DMT, having tried both smoking and oral

ingestion, in some instances combined with P. harmala extracts ( oral DMT )

and monclobamide ( oral DMT ). S. rue + acachia ( oral, 30mg ) provided a

90 minute mid strength lightshow with good visuals for about 45 min. 300mg

Monclobomide ( 150mg, 45 min, 150mg ) + DMT only once provided me with

decent visuals for about 5 min. Smoked DMT in any amount hasn't ever taken

me too far even though the same stuff at the same dose has left mates

scraping their brains off the walls. This time I decided to try

Monclobomide + 120mg smoked DMT.

And I only wanted to take twenty minutes off work.

I prepared my crude extract by measuring accurately, redissolving in

acetone and mixing into some 3year old badly stored ( and from experience

inactive ) local dried salvia leaf. Then evaporated the acetone off to

leave an evenly textured mixture.

I'd had a light meal of pasta a couple of hours before I made the decision

to try to go out there again. Half an hour before I sat down to smoke I

downed half a Monclobamide ( 150mg total ). Looked at the clock to log my

start time.

I packed a small cone and lit it with a butane flame and just kept chugging

at the cone, waiting to reach the point where I was no longer capable of

smoking and had to drop the bong. It didn't seem to be working, hints of

fractals only at the edge of visual range. I kept going

The cone ran out. Dammit, I thought and closed my eyes. And was immediately

hit by the strongest cartoon visuals I'd ever had. I was moving around

through bright shapes in space, pulsing soft edged geometrics of high

colour. There was a huge cube at the centre of my awareness, I had a

feeling I should go through it but didn't seem to be able to navigate to

its core. So what, after all that, I remember thinking, I should be coming

out of it soon. Never even got close to a full trip: curses, foiled again

I don't recall the next stage, but after an unknown time ( presumably short

) I became aware that the trip wasn't ending, it was merely changing form.

The peripheral edge of my waking mind was registering extreme cold, and I

also realised that I was alone in the house well and truly under the

influence and wouldn't be capable of handling an emergency- or even a

visitor- should one occur. This sort of situation is not one I'm

comfortable with, though I remember thinking it would probably only last

half an hour, and I should go and get warm under the blankets til it went

away. Remember to turn the soup off when you get up, I told myself.

I coocooned myself under doona layers, and left a light on close by in case

my visuals went too far. There was a strong polarity between what I was

experiencing as a result of the drugs, and my instinctive high level of

responsibility. I had wanted to go deep, but I hadn't wanted to go for too

long, and what I then regarded as reckless dispensing could have all sorts

of complicated spinoffs, my pulse was supremely elevated. I obviously had

sufficient conscious resources to make simple and clear decisions, but

could only hope that in the event that real and urgent decisions ( the

faulty gas heater exploding, the saucepan melting down, someone seeing my

light still on and deciding to drop in...) became necessary then these too

could be negotiated. Cos the rest of me was off in la-la land trying to

sort myself out.

I finally managed to check the clock and get to the stove to turn off the

soup. Two hours since I packed the cone. Co-ordination was a battle. Much

of what I'd experienced in that time is lost, because it was overlayed with

the repetitive chanting of " You silly prick, you dumb fucking idiot ",

which was my conscious mind berating me for having gone in so deep without

anyone to back me up. There was no way I could allow myself to let go of

the responsibilities aorund me and enjoy the benefits of the dose I'd

taken. It wasn't so much a tug of war as a part of me standing at a

threshold and trying not to get sucked in. I made use of the bright light

at my side on several occasions, to dim the journey to a level acceptable

to my current physical situation

Eventually I found a compfortable level to explore while still retaining

sufficient outer consciousness to allow some functionality. This part of

the journey was partially rewarding, I identified and began to untangle a

couple of personal issues. Visuals were intense and loaded, but spasmodic.

This stage of the journey may have been after I'd turned the stove off,

because it was one less thing to worry about. Or it may have been the

physical exertion of finding light switches and remembering which way to

turn the stove dial, you know how complex all that simple stuff gets...

Once I was down, I was fine. None of the elation I've felt after a mid

level acacia extract experience though, more a natural decline to sleep,

and a conscious effort to recapture the lessons I'd learned while in the

later stage of the trip.

I'll happily try it again, and soon, with someone competent to watch over

me. The Watcher aspect of my personality won't be such a barrier if I can

delegate my immediate and practical surroundings to a trusted person. It

will free me to properly leave the physical plane and explore that

phenomenally vast, beautiful and complicated landscape I glimpsed the other

day, shivering under the blankets and cursing my recklessness. There's half

a 300mg Aurorix and some more acacia extract in the fridge, and an

experienced sitter is only ever a phone call away. I'll pick a night when

there's nothing competing for my attention ond get back to you

Namaste

[waterdragon]

yeah well putting it on sally leaf might have been stretching the friendship a bit. good point about cooking and substance abuse too, i once sculled a bottle of tequila while i had a pizza in the oven, lucky i didn't start a fire.

[eccles]

heheheeheh - yeah! I'd say there is definitely a big difference between assuming some old salvia leaf is inactive, or even smoking a bit of it whilst straight and not getting any noticable effects, and it actually *being* inactive, to the extent that it will not interact with a strong DMT trip (complete with MAOI)...

[Torsten]

Forget about the salvia. It would not have had effect for more than a few minutes if anythign at all.

[waterdragon]

thing is with the sally that it tends to enhance and be enhanced by other potent substances, maybe it just opened a portal in the mind which took a while to close. i've always got effects off sally in the past but it only ever kicked my ass proper when i took in some combos.

[eccles]

yeah... I don't think anyone should *ever* discount the power that combining these things actually has...

[theobromos]

120 mg of smoked DMT having little effect? This chap has a rare form of MAO enzyme, I would hazard.

[Torsten]

theo, it's not that rare. I have a frined who JUST gets to cartoon visuals on 150+mg and then they only last a few secs. I have another friend who never gets ANY effects from smoked elfspice, so he smoked several 150mg lots about 60 to 90 sec apart and on the forth or fifth he 'got a tingling in his finger tips'.

The former person also needed upwards from 600mg of MDMA to get any useful effect from it, while the latter got no effect even from such a high dose.

When both took high dose MAO inhibitors they both responded pretty much equally to the same doses as one would expect (both for elfspice and 'e'). MAOI is the great equaliser

Funnily enough, after a few such ayahuasca analog experiences the former became as sensitive to both drugs (and others) as what would be called 'normal'. Not sure if it was connected to the ayahusac or not, but after at least 6 years of the previous state it was a pretty sudden change over just 3 months.

[spiraleyes]

i dont even think my pet elf could even smoke that much spice