Ok, so here goes an attempt at a trip report. Might be a bit boring, so read or don't and feel free to comment. One of my goals this summer was to try out some more psychedelics. I haven't gotten to do so as much as I had originally hoped because I am working at various jobs 5 days a week. But this weekend I finally decided to seize the day (or night really) and try something new. Around 5:30 my boyfriend, our dear friend and I consumed some AMT. Boyfriend and I took 27ish mg and friend consumer 45. I may also note that our friend had consumed a ridiculous amount of hash in the form of cake. When we arrived at his house he was mostly a zombie, so this was sort of an attempt to wake his zombie ass up. Since he is a human garbage disposal for drugs and has tried the stuff before, we were all comfortable with hhim eating it while already quite high. So about 1.5 hrs after taking it, I was hanging out on the side porch area chatting with some friends and started noticing some visual sparkles. Not necessarily distortions, but all the colors became more vivid and beautiful. The sun was going down on the mountain and shining through and on the redwood trees. It was lovely. About an hour after that we headed to a party which a friend was throwing. A fire, music, enjoying life and the beauty of the world and eachother sort of celebration. Some people there had consumed acid, others mushrooms. The hash/AMT friend stayed at his house to cuddle with his lady friend. At this point we were definitely the only ones on AMT. I felt a bit strange about the whole environment at first because there were people there who were about my parents age. I am sure they had all done their fair share of drugs, as my parents have, but it still felt weird to me for a while. After a while of shuffling around somewhat awkwardly, my boyfriend and I settled down on a couch very near to the live music. Some lovely things were being played and many people were participating using drums and whatnot. At this point, I was tripping. Definitely tripping. This was the peak of the night. I laid back on the couch and cuddled up with my boyfriend and we both sort of melted into the music. Earlier in the day I had spend some time in my garden with lots of lovely plants so I had the most lovely closed eye visuals of this amazing flower/vine. If only I could draw or paint, because I would really like to be able to share it, but I don't think I could do it justice. All sorts of beauty with closed eyes or open ones. With my eyes open I got to look around at all the lovely patterns among the branches of the many trees on the mountain. I was having some very intense jaw tension and tried my best to breathe deep breaths through my mouth because that is the only thing that really seems to calm it down. We moved over to enjoy the fire and sat down by a guy we know and like. I really appreciated his presence and the presence of a girl he brought. They had a hooka with some yummy white peach shisha, which I smoked a lot of. It was fun just sitting by the hooka and the fire and chatting with new friends. It was very relaxing, which was a good thing for me at the time because I definitely was feeling more of the stimulant-y and less of the psychedelic side of AMT at this point. My friend who started out the evening eating AMT with us joined us again. We all walked over to a baseball feild so that we could look at the stars. The stars are much brighter on the mountain than they are at my house in town. It was very pretty. We even saw a shooting star. It was chilly now that we were away from the fire so my friend and I were sort of hudding for warmth/petting eachother cause it felt nice. Some of the time my boyfriend came and huddled and cuddled too but he is such a lively chatterbox I don't think it was really what he wanted to be doing. We went back to the fire for a bit before vacating back to our friends house. Many wonderful vibes were around at the party. Went back to friend's house and cuddled up on the couch for sleep. Went to sleep about 4 am. Had a headache when I woke but coffee helped a lot. One of the highlights of the night which I forgot to mention sooner was my psychedelic panties. As soon as I bought them I realized I had to designate them as such. Maybe I will take a picture of them to share on here, cause they are freaking beautiful. Every time I used the restroom throughout the night I felt super happy to see my super beautiful undies. It sounds silly, but really just made me smile every time I pulled my pants down. The next day we went swimming at a waterfall and then headed home. Over all it was a wonderful weekend.
I love day tripping on aMT such a nice "background enhancer", never stealing the spotlight, only coloring your day, and yet can still be nicely intense.
Yeah, it was definitely a positive experience for me. In a lot of ways it was perfect for a gathering with many people. Most psychedelics I have tried make communication very broken and silly--which can be nice in the right environment, but is overwhelming around a group of people I don't really know. But aMT did not really make talking to new people a challenge at all.
Thanks! I had a few ups and downs, but over all I am definitely very glad I did it. However I think I need a good couple months before even thinking about trying it again. It was very mentally and physically taxing.
a couple of months, wow. i did it every weekend for 2 months @ ~35mg. i know people who do it a few times a week, not that i recommend that. i'm sure you'll feel 100% in a day or two
Yeah, don't think I could handle that. Maybe I am just overly sensitive about these sorts of things. But awesome as that trip was, it was taxing. And I just don't think I'll be ready for it again for a good while. This is not to say that I am not ready for anything. Next on my list for the summer is mushrooms, then mescaline, and then acid.
I've caught that vibe, but from the other side, being probably about your grandparents age. But I'm always glad to see you (and your boyfriend) because, you know, we're from from the same culture or tribe if you want to call it that, and we've had a lot of the same experiences and been through a lot of the same things - and there's not that many of us of any age. To me, you're another generation of more or less the same thing, so of course I'm glad to see you. That's one of the things my old friend since 1966 and I talk about sitting (sometimes even dancing!) in the background. And yes, a beautiful report.
Yeah, I definitely feel that so far, the older I get, the less age gaps matter so much. Still, in some environments, and in some states of mind, the strangeness creeps back to me.
