DMT vape pen, episode 2 - garnetgod

June 3rd 2023. 

Out camping with friends, I bring along a DMT pen as one of my good friends has mentioned before that he's very well experienced with DMT however we have only ever done mushrooms tougher. 

The night grows old, our girls get drunk and start to wander off to bed.. its just my buddy C and myself, sitting by the fire with his ladies sister sitting accross from us. I ask if he was interested in the pen.. without words, he slowly sits up in his chair and takes a nice slow deep breath and looks at me with a smile on his face. I hand him the pen, he takes a nice long draw.. holds it in, and let's it out like nothing happened and begins to take another long draw of the pen. He then hands it back to me, slowly sits back in his chair, looking up toward the tree overhanging above us. A smile happens upon his face. I felt content as the sitter of his trip, that I could then take my rips now and join him. At this time, his sister in law walks back to her camp as well. 

I take a long hard draw in, as long as I could, and hold it in until I couldn't anymore. I let it out and immediately begin draw number two on the pen. As the smoke builds, mid hit I feel the sudden rush come over my body. A heavy numbing sensation, rather warm as I'm sitting coldly by the embers of a once lit fire. I reach the end of my second draw and as I'm holding it in, auditory hallucinations faded to only the sound of a ticking clock, perhaps to the beat of my own heart rhythm. This happened with my first experience too, where my hearing faded to only the sound of a mellow ticking. My body below me in my chair grows long, as if I'm staring at myself from the back of my chair and standing up. The light of the lantern in the distance grows in brightness and continued to do so, as the embers of the fire mixing with the visual of the metal grate mixed to make a swirling sensation. At that second, I leaned back and closed my eyes as I could barely feel myself in my chair anymore. 

I closed my eyes and blasted off into a universe of radiating fractal lines of different colors, coming off of what appeared to be a meditating lady in the distance, holding her hands together in a prayer type of look. Her face looks up at me as her hands spread out smoothly opening up all the way to where her hands were laying on her legs palm side up. While the arms were opening she was zooming in toward me, all the while lines of transparent colors radiating off of her silhouette. This seemed to repeat about 3 times until it appeared her mouth was also opening very wide and I was being swallowed inside. I slightly heard what sounded like the beat of tribal drums, stemming from the original ticking noise. 

As this mellows out I slowly open my eyes and begin to gather myself. I felt as though I wasn't feeling it much anymore, but my peripheral vision was still very abstracted and elongated. I leaned over the embers of the old fire as I begin to feel cold again. C comes to sit down next to me, I hadn't even noticed he got up to walk around for a sec to gather himself. And he said "ah, you're back". 

"Yeah, still slowly" I replied back, leaning over the embers as I begun to shiver and feel sober again. And off to bed it was for us.

All this detail, and yet I feel as though I'm forgetting so much of it.. so much I can never put into words, even if I wanted to.