250mg Dmt +50mg Meth IV Trip Report

So, I am an almost daily user of IV Methamphetamine. It has been my DOC for the last 4 years (31yo currently). Prior to my meth use, I was mainly a pothead, and would do psychedelics once every couple months.

Now I have always liked to push the limits of any substance I used. I'd smoke a quarter Oz of weed a day. I'd do 10g+ mushroom trips, 20 hits of lsd at once, I've candy flipped & hippy flipped many times, I've done ketamine & cocaine, and now with meth I'll easily shoot a half gram or better at a time.

No matter what it was or how much I did, I was always comfortable and under control of myself. Never had any issues with psychosis or delusions, was always grounded firmly in reality.

So naturally when I first had the opportunity to try dmt for the first time, I was pumped, and went in head first. My first experience was with a vape cart, and I took 5 full lung hits, holding them for 10s each, and even though I was blasting into hyperspace by the 3rd, I still made 4 and 5 happen. I had the full breakthrough experience, the instant chrysanthemum of colors and geometry waving through my vision, followed by a hum rising from silence to a deafening roar, my consciousness coming out of myself as an entity danced in 4th dimensional motions, beckoning me forth, surrounded/pervaded by what I can best describe as prismic light bent into tubes folding in on themselves like a tesseract. I look down and see the way my soul was interfacing with my body, almost as if i was looking at the inside of a mask i had pulled from my face. I remained here until I returned to my body, still tripping harder than any acid trip, yet feeling sober due to the large drop off from where I was. I immediately lost my fear of death and had achieved an inner peace I had long been searching for. I fell in love with dmt that moment, and began using it often.

Now I had continued to achieve breakthroughs with my use, But it wasn't every time , and actually became less frequent the more I used. And on the occasions I would have a good breakthrough it always seemed like it was less intense or less long lasting than that 1st couple times. So I started chasing it more. . Looking back I do think now that I was being denied entry on many occasions, whether it be from my other drug use interfering, or because I needed to reflect on what I was supposed to have learned and wasn't doing so.

One morning after being up all night shooting meth, I decided to try and shoot DMT. Little did I know because of lack of research, that DMT freebase Isn't water soluble. So my attempt didn't work and just left me with dmt stuck in a syringe. I go to sleep after this, and when I wake, I prep a shot of meth, in the rig with the dmt in it, not really remembering or thinking about the dmt. As it turns out meth in solution with water can dissolve DMT and bring it into solution as well, And when I hit my shot, which this one if I had to guess was about 2/10 of a gram of meth and maybe 50 mg of DMT, I was taken by surprise when after the characteristic cough that comes along with shooting meth, I immediately felt the pull into hyperspace. And it was strong. Almost instantly I bypassed the 1st initial stages and was completely out on the astral plane. By this point it was one of the best breakthroughs I'd ever had. Crystal clear very distinct very strong visions and sensations. And when I came back I was eager to step it up. And me being me, decided I was going to do it again, for science, but with the knob turned to 10.

So just maybe an hour or 2 later, I prep another shot. This time I put a quarter gram of DMT in the barrel, And just the barest amount of meth that I can use to make it dissolve which was about 50 mg. I decided I didn't want any distractions with this one, so I go and I sit in the bathroom, alone, door closed and noise canceling earbuds in. I was going to be giving this my full attention. So I get the needle in my vein, And I begin to push. In solution the shot was Right at 50 units, I push it all the way to about 10 units left to go, and and my vision gets hit so hard That I immediately ripped the needle out of my arm and threw it to the ground. Before I saw it hit the floor, I was racing at lightspeed through hyperspace. I can only remember a few distinct details, the first is that It was so intense and overwhelming that I lost all touch with reality. Not only did I lose my sense of self but I lost every concept of existence, And every one of my senses was gone. And I had what I could only describe as a breakthrough out of a breakthrough. Where we normally go when we break through, I was there for a fleeting moment, Before pushing past it into a black void. I could only describe as hell. Although I was in this black emptiness there was a sinister energy there, laughing at me, watching my torment, amused by my utter confusion and fear. And I was here for an extremely long time.

What brought me back to reality first was my sense of touch, I reached out and felt my chest with one hand and my head with the other and as soon as I felt them I gripped a death hold on both afraid to let go as if I might lose myself again had I done so. I then opened my eyes and was still underneath a sea of acid-like visuals, stilll with no concept of self or any concept of what was around me. I felt small and stupid, as if I was a human now forced into the body and mind of an ant. It took me 5 to 10 more minutes of sitting there staring at my feet drooling on myself For basic understanding of anything began to return. And then slowly things came back, But as they came back all I could think or feel was how utterly strange And stupid existence as a human being is. The fact that we all have to eat and drink and sleep and piss and shit and fuck and come and breathe, is so alien and gross to me, as I remember each one. And then to realize how self centered and egotistical we all are with how weird and gross and small we truly are, was all very difficult to swallow, Until it Quickly normalized as i returned to baseline.

I was left with a extreme appreciation that I made it back that I'm alive that I am not only alive but that I am myself and then I still have time to be myself for now. I have been sober since that moment. I have gone cold turkey off of everything, And not because of fear But because there is no longer any drive within me to use anything. Just being alive and being myself my sober self Is what I truly desire in my heart now . Now I feel like in the future I may use drugs again I may do DMT again, but I will never to the extreme that I did that day. For now however I am content I am at peace. I will say I don't recommend anybody do what I did, If you do, just know that going into it it will be a completely life altering experience. One that someone even as mentally strong and experienced as myself almost didn't come back from. So at your own risk.