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Originally posted by Dr. Dazzle

 

You sir are fucked.

 

I have soooooo many stories. Evrytime you do them is a new adventure. Best drug ever.....

 

i think the same way....man,fuck i think shrooms are the best for the high(if ya think other wize ya anit had good mush)..but i will always love bud #1 just cause its easy to get good all around...mush is a way better high though..../

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Originally posted by Dr. Dazzle

The only down side to shrooms is when something bad happens and you start having a bad trip. Getting all depresssed and scared and shit. Then they suck. But that happens very rarely so only 2 points taken away.....

 

i had a bad trip one time cause i went to a party(i dont wanna go to a party on shrooms again)the whole night i was looking around for my friend cause i didnt know many people there..but once i got to my friend i left in not knowing what i came there for....../

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(i think this will be my last reply)but......i just wanted to know what yall though about this....every time i do shrooms the next couple days after that and when iam high i start quesioning life and other dimesions everything...i come up with the startest shit when on shrooms but any other drug makes me dumb...does everyone feel this way when there high on shrooms and afterwards????//..

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Originally posted by Dr. Dazzle

The only down side to shrooms is when something bad happens and you start having a bad trip. Getting all depresssed and scared and shit. Then they suck. But that happens very rarely so only 2 points taken away.....

 

 

i dont know your experiance with other drugs, but you can have the whole bad trip thing with any drug pretty much, it all depends on your state of mind when you do it, and if your stressed out, worried about shit, stuff like that. its best to partake in drug use when your not really in a bad mood or not really happy about your life. i would say its really a rare thing either, its happened to me more than once, but if your with people you trust and know how to take care of you, its easy to turn it around into somthing good with a little help from your friends. good or bad though, i value each and every experience and have learned something about myself from each and every experience, even if that does sound dumb.

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i love shrooms,

i love acid too but it seems like everyone is fuckin dry

i think i'm gonna eat some shrooms at

audiotistic..

peace out

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Originally posted by iCEBERG

one time we were bullshittin bout how eatin shrooms an doin drugs in general to pass the time was leading us down a road to nowhere. at the same time we came up with that i noticed we were coming over the crest of a hill, which looks exactly like a road to nowhere, an we started going off on what could be at the end of the road, where it would lead us etc... and if we would ever be so unfortunate to find out where that road goes.

 

Iceberg's right on point. This had me laughing becuase it's so true. It was like I was there with you man, hahaha......

 

And looking in the mirror is fucked. One time I looked, and I hadn't shaved in a while so it looked like I had this huge ass beard. And my face was red and my pupils were huge, I just looked fucked. I opened my mouth and had fangs, started laughing and ran out dancing....

 

The mood you're in on mushrooms is really dependent on the environment you're in. When it's dark and cold, you get kinda depressed and down. When it's light and warm, you're incredibly happy. At least with me anyway. I remember this dude I know stared bugging out, and in turn the rest of us started not having a good time too.

 

For me, the best thing to do on mushrooms is as follows. Get a grooup of about 4 or 5 of your closest friends. Not too many so you don't stand out, and not too little so you can't do something if anything bad happens. Just a nice round number. Drop them and go for a walk, but go somewhere cool like nature, a park or a foest or something. Don't walk around your neihbourhood, just gets kinda boring. Anyway, walk around and then when you start to peak, find a nice place where you can all sit down, like a hill or a field. Somewhere where noone will bother you. Then you just sit and talk and laugh and trip out on clouds and such. These have provided some of my most fun, enjoyable and memorable experiences on any drug. And do them in the day too....

 

Dr. Dazzle has spoken.:D

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never done shrooms but i will tell you about my acid experiences..

 

the first time i took tabs i was alone... i had no idea what would happen to me but i thought i was hardcore so i took about 4 hits. it was 9:00 pm and i figured i would trip a little and go to sleep right? WRONG. i spent a large portion of the night waving my hands around in hipnotic motions watching the trails fly off of my hand... it was cold and i was fasinated how i could touch my hand and it would make finger prints in white then i could watch all the blood rush around my fingerprint to go back to normal... then i tried to figure out in my head how such little pieces of paper could mess with me so much... i looked at me stomach and all of a sudden i was blessed with x-ray vision. i watched as these tabs turned into living things almost live plants, i watched as these tabs grew roots black roots they kept growing and eventualy traveled through my body they would attack my vains and nerves and i would go numb where ever they grew.... these black vain looking roots grew into my brain instantly i realized how acid worked. these black roots are energy and they energize my brain thats why i can think about everything when im on acid... i didnt sleep at all that night... 2 days later i reflected on that whole night and realized im never doing acid again. (i dropped 4 more tabs the next week)

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^^^ ahaha i like how you ended that off, thats what everyone does...

 

try eating acid at night under a light post while its snowing... i could walk around the lights forever looking at the falling snowflakes...

 

but i like shrooms better because acid always gave me that grungy feeling. but if your drunk while your trippin that is the best combination... you can relax, you dont give a fuck what happens you dont feel drunk an its just pure trippin enjoyment, oh an you can drink like a half barrel to the dome

 

one time on shrooms my boys mom asked me to go to cvs in her car an i couldnt focus past the dirt and dead bugs on the windshield so it made it real hard to focus on the road... i got to cvs and dropped my boy off while he went in i got lost in its tiny ass parking lot for probably 25 minutes...

 

another time i went for a drive an i was all hit up goin "im going to las vegas" cause it was rainin an all the lights shining offa everything when it rains while your trippin reminds me of las vegas, an my boy said "i wanna go too..." so we both bounced to the store, had a party in the car on the way there an on the way back everything looked like the bombs over bhagdad video... im sure half this shit sounds retarded to people who have never been in similiar type situations

 

dont get me started of dust neither, i swore i wouldnt do it more than 3 times, well ive done it a number of times an quit about a 1 year an a half ago an will never do that shit again. dust... now thats a fucked drug, i flipped a picnic table, one of the ones that has the benchs connected to it with one arm and it rolled 1 1/2 times i was so dusted... it felt like i tossed a cardboard box. that shit takes you right back to a 3rd grader mentallity, that shitll make 2 comments drag out into a speech it takes you so long to try to focus on what your saying/doing

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once my brother was tripping off some shrooms and swore how some guy was looking for him to kill him and how the guy killed someone else already,cut off there head,and he knew where the body was..in some river..the worst part is he was getting or little sister all scared and even worse he called the fuckin pigs but my other brother some how got them to leave

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i did that before... it sucked... or something to that extent...

 

i worked in an office after hours so its not like it was packed with people...

 

i was tripping balls at work (another story) an the cleanin lady came in with her accomplice to clean the offices while i sat at my desk i somehow convinced myself she knew i was trippin an was plotting to tell my boss and take my job etc... so i called up my boy an told him all the evidence i had that all this shit was true... an like a dick he said "so kill the bitch" an i hung up the phone and figured out itd be best to strangle her when the vacuum was running so no one would hear the struggle....

 

i hid in a cubicle a few cubicles down from where she was cleaning with a plastic knife i found somehwere along the way, was gettin all amped up to murk this lady, untill i looked down and realized i was huddled in an empty cubicle trippin balls at work with a plastic knife in my hand ready to kill a bulgarian cleaning lady over some job i was leaving in three weeks anyways, got up brushed myself off an went back to work laughing at myself and being pissed at my boy for actually encouraging me that "the bitch is shady, i know you not gon let her do you like that"

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My buddy knows this guy who was at his friends apartment. They all dropped a lot of acid, as well as other substances. Later in the night they were all convinced that there was some homicidal maniac in their building, and that he had already killed a bunch of people and was coming to kill them. They were coming up with all these plans to kill him, leaving the apartment to see if they could catch him and come back, etc. Then they started really freaking out and called the cops. They came with like the SWOT team, evacuated as much of the building as they could, and started swarming the building. These guys started panicking and tried to escape through the fire exits, where they were surrounded by cops who thought they were the "killers". Then they realized that they were just a bunch of fucked up 20 year olds on acid. Hahahaha.....try explaining your way out of that one:lol:

 

It was on the news and shit. I don't think I want to get that fucked up:D

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Originally posted by iCEBERG

i looked down and realized i was huddled in an empty cubicle trippin balls at work with a plastic knife in my hand ready to kill a bulgarian cleaning lady over some job i was leaving in three weeks anyways, got up brushed myself off an went back to work laughing at myself and being pissed at my boy for actually encouraging me that "the bitch is shady, i know you not gon let her do you like that"

 

i did something to that extent when i saw a little kid witha silver chain with his parents walkin out of a store in the gas station..My boi said "thats a tyte chain.". so i said," damn, i should rob his chain!!" and thought ,"man his parents will jump in" so i started yellin really loud ( so iwas told ) and said "look at him pump gas( the father), that fucker aint gunna do shit .. so my boi says ,"what about t he mom?"

so im yellin 10 feet away, cigarrette danglin from mouth, posted up by the car waithing for my boi to get some orange juice and blunts ( for later) and im saying "Shit ima walk to the mom and start beating her savagely then you grab the guy en hold him against the pump ..ima have the Bitch bloodied up and confused. Now i want you (other friend, who wasnt even there) to watch that the bitch dont get up. So while your doin that ima pour gasoline all over the guy and say if while im beating your wife to death, if i hear a word out your mouth, flick'( a motion of me throwin the cigarette at him). then when shes dead, ill just throw the cigarette at him anyways take the chain from the kid and bounce".. then all of sudden they leave madd fast starin at us and shit , i laugh like hell and say oh my god we just plotted the death of two innocent people for some kids shitty silver chain that would never fit me as a chain only as bracelet .. We laughed hysterically for like a half hour thinkin of that shit. Damn shrooms and weed.. :lol: :lol:

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yea its some funny stuff the things you convince yourself of. once i convinced myself if i concentrated hard enough i could call peoples cell phones with my thoughts an avoid being charged the minutes, i tried this for maybe 35 minutes outside of a ghandi mart goin... "i know somebodys phones ringin somehwere, ill work on gettin the right number after somebody picks up" just be glad you never acted on it, you never know what you might do on those things....

 

new years eve 2000 at the east inn in my city there was a party in every other room everyone basically took over the hotel, everyone does every weekend but i means its new years eve so it was like one big bash. this dude on 6 tabs started freakin out screaming to be saved got naked, everyone went to other hotel rooms, while he went up a floor to the fourth floor stood on the railing butt naked and jumped off and broke his neck an paralysed himself...

 

yea that was a crazy new years...

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dust is fucking ridiculous. i dicked a 3 jar blunt once, absolutely fucking wacked out of my mind. I always get this dirty feeling though after i smoke it because of that chemically taste, nahmeen? anyway, i really have this theory that it turns the higher faculties of your brain off and you're just left with the intellect of a primate, not giving a fuck about anything.

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iceberg is on point, sounds like your had some journeys man. keep up the hard work and research, ill be doing some of my own this weekend with some lesser know chemical combinations.

 

dmt

 

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amt

 

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2cb

 

 

 

 

4 hours inbetween each chemical makes for a nice trip, with three independent peaks, while still havinga touch of the other substances in your head.

 

 

its all about preloading with vitamins and minerals.

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Originally posted by dosoner

iceberg is on point, sounds like your had some journeys man. keep up the hard work and research, ill be doing some of my own this weekend with some lesser know chemical combinations.

 

dmt

 

+

 

amt

 

+

 

2cb

 

 

 

 

4 hours inbetween each chemical makes for a nice trip, with three independent peaks, while still havinga touch of the other substances in your head.

 

 

its all about preloading with vitamins and minerals.

 

nah i kinda quit all that stuff now... maybe in a few years but not anytime soon, a little weed when i get better but thats gonna be it, ive done my fair share of drugs an honestly im not too proud :/

 

anyways dmt... is that oh no wait that dxm... that makes you trip out too, oh boy, i got stuck in new york, trippin soooooo hard on dxm overnight with no place to go while my thigh was killin me, it wasnt too much fun. you know how when you trip everything is magnified in its grossness? whatever the hell that meant, but trying to sleep off some time tripping balls in midtown at 3:45 in the morning turned out to be fucking disgusting. never again... i was buggin out so hard. but all the lights in time square was dope. but laying in gutters an on benchs in dirt an garbage an general smelly shit took its toll on me, especially when your trippin. i kept thinkin of the gravediggaz song ready to bug the fuck out on whoever wanted to fuck with me goin "life of a trip can be stopped by accident when your trippin trippin trippin..." then a rat ran over my leg, a bigass one too! oh boy i flipped the fuck out...

 

 

good times

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I agree that shrooms are the best drug I've done, never had a bad experience on them. First time i ate em was in 9th grade in school. They kicked in when i was leavin school walkin across the football field, and all of a sudden all the white lines just slid away off the field so it was all green, and it looked like a giant ocean. In my friends house there is this weird rug when you come in, and the circle designs on it were bouncing around inside the rug like pong. I won't go into other shit i experienced, im sure everyones heard shit like it. Shrooms = good.

 

please excuse if what i said was weird at all, im brainraped right now from chronic and opium.

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as far as acid goes do that shit when i say shit i mean it to much and see what happens 5 years down the road maybe im different but i wish i could take that part of my life back just realize what your doing, i sound like a preacher but be careful and smart when it comes to fuking around with drugs

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my shroom visions were few and mild, but i noticed that all the people at this party i was at looked like toys, as in action figures. the bottom of my shoes were sticking to the carpet also, as if the carpet were covered and tar. on acid though, the floor of grand central looks like ice, rave fliers have infinite depth to them, the walll painting of plants seems to breathe and move up and down....football/baseball and what not figures molded into the side of a sportstore look like mummies from ancient egypt, and the front door to a real expensive clothing store appears to be cracked open, and when i see a door inside thats cracked open i start thinking there are people in there and that all the clothes arent clothes at all..it was wild, but ive only done those drugs once so i guess im okay if i were to do them again...

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This paper is about the strangest trip that we have ever had. Furthermore, in our discussions with other experienced heads it became clear that this trip was one of the more peculiar trips that we have even heard of! That in and of itself might not warrant an article. However, the possible implications of this trip are such that we have decided to write about our experience to add to the store of 'stubborn empirical fact' that make up psychedelic phenomenology.

 

We are also aware that this trip was outlandish enough that its retelling may cause our readers to believe that we finally have either lost it or are resorting to creative writing. We would like to assure our readers that what you are about to read happened exactly as described (within the limits of our powers of observation).

 

In this paper we give a description of the trip, our beliefs concerning the phenomenology, and our tentative conclusions regarding our experience. It seems impractical to reproduce the entire trip narrative written right after the experience since it runs to twenty typewritten pages. Therefore, this paper is a highly condensed version of the trip narrative.

 

Backqround

 

The weekend prior to our strange experience, Grace had decided to take 5 grams of potent stropharia mushrooms by herself. While it is common practice for us to trip together, Zarkov's high dose mushroom trips have been uniformly negative ever since he established contact with certain insectoid creatures who claimed to have engineered the mushroom for their own purposes. (See, High Frontiers, Issue no. 2 and Note no. 8). Gracie was going in alone to perform reconaissance. After about an hour and one half of arguing with the voice and being unable to see any visions, she began to 'interview' the voice which seemed quite amenable to questioning. Gracie called in Zarkov and together we interviewed the voice in Gracie's head for about two hours. One of the raps was that Gracie had trouble entering the vision state because she hadn't practiced enough visualization and was afraid to leave her body.

 

Now it is true that despite how much talk there is about how hard it is to get into the far-out mushroom states, Zarkov would just 'fall down the rabbit hole' on any dose over 3 grams without knowing how he did it, while Gracie had much more elusive contact with the mushroom vision states even at doses in the 10 gram range. However, given Gracie's consistent ability to see the 'visible language' on DMT (which Zarkov has so far only briefly glimpsed) and her other visionary experiences on DMT, this rap seemed rather unlikely.

 

But, the mushroom voice held out hope. Gracie should practice building a fantasy world in her head and maybe, if we both took mushrooms together, she could 'show' her fantasy world to Zarkov. Zarkov was extremely skeptical of the whole rap. It seemed very enticing and very unlike his experiences with the mushrooms. That week Zarkov went to the East coast on business and left Gracie to work on her fantasy world.

 

Upon Zarkov's return on Friday, Gracie announced that she had worked diligently on her fantasy world and would like to show it to Zarkov that weekend using mushrooms. The only description she gave of the world was that it was a barbarian bronze age planet run by Goddess-worshipping group of priestesses and that he was cast as a high-tech off-worlder.

 

Zarkov was apprehensive, since he didn't want another 'alien space wars' trip on the mushroom. The experimental protocol that we agreed on was to do a DMT shot at noon on Saturday and if the experience seemed positive, to take the mushrooms later in the day. The first shot was inconclusive because Zarkov didn't get off but he did get a terrific case of the tryptamine giggles. He decided to take another dose. The visions in the noontime sunlight were exquisite. Over the next half hour, we each consumed betweeen 100 and 150 mg of DMT in four separate 'trips'. The experience for Zarkov had been glorious. His relationship with the DMT over the last four months of regular usage had been uniformly positive even when it had been terrifying. The idea had came into his head (from where?) that by presaturating himself with the DMT, his previous problems with the mushroom could be avoided.

 

We had fasted since Friday night and had been especially careful with our diets all week. At 2:00 PM, we both took 5 gms of potent stropharia mushrooms. We washed down the 'shrooms with ginger ale. We stayed in the bright sunlight until the closed eye visions began to come on strongly (about 30 mlnutes). We then went into our darkened trip room.

 

The Trip: Content and Comments

 

The basic phenomena of the trip were as highlighted below.

 

 

 

 

Gracie saw none of the visions described below. In fact, she saw no visions during the trip. She was high and the trip room took on a beautiful jewelled quality. She had no tendency to drift into a trance even though she had taken the same dosage of DMT and mushrooms as Zarkov.

 

 

Zarkov could not resist the trance. Strangely, he could talk with ease but could not maintain any other semblance of contact with reality. Any attempt to do so resulted in overwhelming stomach cramps, full body shivers, vertigo and throbbing headache. All of these body symptoms went away if he paid attention to the trance state.

 

 

Zarkov's first vision was a stadium full of hostile giant insect creatures that he was familiar with from previous mushroom trips. However, immediately the DMT 'banshee' creatures floated in and sang this message, 'Aren't they a dull and pompous bunch! But don't worry, they can't get at you because we are here.' These 'banshee' creatures were a common occurance in Zarkov's DMT trips.

 

[picture of two smiling banshees]

 

 

The next series of visions were of various aliens that seemed to be trying to sell Zarkov various visions. The banshees continued to accompany the visions and offer comment.

 

 

At about the chemical peak of the trip (one hour), the house had a rash of poltergeist phenomena that were jointly observed by both of us. Furthermore, the cats noticed them and followed them as they made their way through the house. The banshees advised Zarkov not to worry about them because 'things like this happen.' This was the last point in the trip where Zarkov could maintain contact with ordinary reality.

 

 

The banshees formed a gate next to an alien selling visions indicating that Zarkov should 'buy into' this vision.

 

 

By 'going' through the gate, Zarkov found himself someplace else.

 

 

This some place else was another world. It no longer seemed like a psychedelic vision, but rather it seemed like a real world. The sun felt warm; when it went down Zarkov felt cool. To move around it was necessary to walk. Wherever he looked, there was a realistic amount of detail. No insubstantial visions, just a real world wherever Zarkov looked. He could eat, walk, swim, fuck and talk to the other characters.

 

 

The world was Gracie's fantasy world. Even though she couldn't see it, Zarkov's verbal description matched her world. She could give instructions to Zarkov that he could follow to get around.

 

 

The world was a bronze-age city. In the background were green and fertile mountains. The architecture was of massive granite blocks with a poured concrete look about them. The style was neoclassical crossed with Minoan with a touch of Jack Vance. The mise-en-scene made sense and did not appear contrived. The aesthetic sensibility, while of the wretched excess school, was coherent. It was the most beautiful place Zarkov had ever seen, in shades of pink, mauve, purple and gold.

 

 

The story line was that of the wierdest heavy metal video ever designed. There were barbaric artifacts and luxury items all over. The world was inhabited by buxom, bottom-heavy, voluptuous nymphos. Zarkov found himself in an elaborate caped outfit, somewhere between Darth Vadar and Ming the Merciless. His entourage was a group of cretinous, long-haired sleazos in heavy metal dress and carrying guitars. The trip consisted of a tour through the city from the wharf to the main temple where a three-day orgy took place.

 

 

The world somehow seemed like an isomorphic metaphor to Gracie's personality structure.

 

 

The world was coherent and consistent. It had internal rules as inexorable as the 'natural laws' on earth.

 

 

It had its own linear time. Subjectively, Zarkov spent three days in the world. Yet this voyaqe was encompassed in a normal six-hour mushroom trip. Furthermore, any attempt to reestablish contact with earth left huge gaps in the story since the world proceeded at its own pace, even if Zarkov wasn't paying attention.

 

 

It did not seem like telepathy or a projection from Gracie's head. Rather, we believe that somehow the fantasy world was lifted from Gracie's head and placed in the tryptamine 'library of all time and space' where Zarkov 'read out the diskette .

 

 

The only psychedelic aspect to the world was the continual presence of the DMT banshees, albeit they were 'disguised' as a sort of observer/chorus as bats, orchids, etc., throughout the experience.

 

 

The DMT acted as a tuner of some sort for the mushroom experience. Certain aspects of the vision seemed characteristically DMT, like the banshees, the extreme time dilation, and the bejewelled colors. The mushroom contributed the epic quality, the exfoliating details and the practical joke quality of the whole set-up.

 

 

Such an experience, if controllable, would be extremely useful to a shaman trying to treat mental illness. He could walk through the streets of his patient's mind without the verbal filter of analysis. It might even be possible to make changes in the landscape to effect a cure. The demons lurking in the shadows would be a constant danger, 'You might not come back.'

 

 

Conclusion

 

Zarkov has not attempted to repeat the experience. Gracie, however, has used the DMT predose before a lower dose of mushrooms (3 grams) and found herself in an irresistible trance with a series of faint visions. This was outdoors at night with a friend who did the same mix and also found herself in a trance, although her visions remained state-bound.

 

We don't know what Zarkov's vision means or how he got there, but we encourage anyone with visionary tendencies to try exploring these modes.

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Re: ''D.M.T.DYN-O-MITE''

 

Originally posted by amItoolate?

does anyone know a safe easy way to extract dmt from phalaris?

 

 

heres the break down on the extraction:

 

 

plverize the grass clippings

ad water, "enough... to make a pourable soup"

aidify to pH 5 or so

(Optional) Simmer the acidified soup in a slow cooker overnight, not allowing the liquid to evaporate. ("It may take two or three such operations to get all of the alkaloids into solution")

srain the plant matter through cheesecloth, then through a paper coffee filter

ad 10-15% of the mass of the solution in a "defatting solvent" such as methylene chloride, ether, chloroform, or naptha. [be extremely careful about the use of naptha]

sake vigorously

te crap will go into the solvent, leaving the good stuff in the water.

Separate the water from the solvent.

ad a base to the aqueous solution in small increments until the pH gets to about 9 or 10. tis converts the alkaloids into their free base.

etract with 10% of the mass of the solution of an organic solvent four times, at one 24-hour and then three weekly intervals. thesolvent layer will take on a darker tint, usually yellowish or reddish-brown. It will take almost a month to extract all of the alkaloids, and the solution should be shaken at least twice a day between extractions.

eaporate the solvent off from the combined extract fractions. You now have the alkaloids.

 

iv tryed smoking as muc of 50mg of this goo at a time, and id DEFINATLY works.

 

as a footnote, i tried similar stuff with Arundo donax and got some really nasty reactions from whatever other crud was in the plant. I'm gonna cross that one off my list

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do you mean somthing like everclear by saying high alcohol content? if so, it will work, but it may not quite get all the plant matter seperated from the alkaloids as well as if you used a slovent.

 

 

 

yes, you can smoke the extraction, but you will need to let the goo that results from the sxtaction dry out enough to burn. you can pretty much smoke it out of anything that you can smoke out of, but a glass pipe/freebase method works the best.

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it would be good to mention that if you smoke it out of a water pipe, or your type of pipe you would use for smoking weed, that you will want to have a a base substrate in there, like green tea leaves, or somthing of that matter, you could always just use weed i guess, but i dont know what kind of effect you would get with that and the dmt together

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