DiPT: trip reports

[prozak4twenty]

I tried DiPT, and I feel as though I should share a little bit about it. Most trip reports suggest that if one was on this drug and in complete silence, that there would be no psychedelic effects. Here's my experiences


Me and K went to our buddies house to score the DiPT that came in the mail. We split it in half with him, and eyed out some dosages. It wasn't working well at all, so we decided to just fill a25 mg capsul and hope it was the right amount.About 30 minutes later the pitch of everything dropped slightly and my mind was racing but blank. K's voice dropped low, even to the sober people around. He started to look fuzzy, I could make out energy flowing around him, but it was very violent/intense. I played the guitar, and he stared at me intensly. "What the f**k is that?" he managed to ask. "It's Everlast, what do you mean?" He stared at me a while then fell down on the bed. I get some jealousy building up, and then decide to dip my finger in the bag and eat some powder. Twenty minutes later, ZANG! Pitch dropped chaotically, Santana sounded completely alien, +++. I cannot stop the contstant ringing in my ears. The only way I can describe it is like a technological metallic mushroom high. Time takes forever as I get lost in rapid thoughts and run on a different wavelength as time. I find if I stare at a clock i can realign myself with time. I start pacing around his garage "f**k, what time is it? What time is it?" Reality being so far away, I am scared. We call the operator at least 5 times a minute checking the status of time. Randomly some girls come over with some ganja and some salvia 10x extract. I smoke a bowl, and the cement floor starts pouring out fractal images, flowing into the garage door, very LSD like. Then I take a huge hit of Salvia, and look at the ground which is very very far away. I cant move, or else I will fall (felt like I was on stilts). This lasts for about 5 minutes, people start commenting on how weird my voice was getting. It sounded like I inhaled helium, but instead of high pitched voice is was very low. After a good while i must go home. I get there and lay down on my bed. I look at K's note to his girlfriend that I had by accident, but actually for a reason. The whole night I thought he was Satan and that he was plotting against me on this sheet of paper, which turns out to be a letter to his new girlfriend. I get relieved, then feel enlightened. I start thinking hardcore, an hour of thinking passed and the clock only moved 3 minutes. I was thinking about glip glops (time and money) being restraints to free will, holding us back from evolution. I start thinking technological, about this psychedelic video game that many people are a part of, with no glip glops whatsoever. Its perfection, it is waiting to be invented. I was a pacman like character shooting energy and recieving it, tripping my balls of all the while. Then I listen to music for hours, then I drew a picture for about 4 hours. The trip lasted about 16 hours. I know I almost OD'd, but hey, someone had to test this stuff out hardcore, and it was great. the bodyload sucks though, nauseated muscle feeling, and stuffy ears. I commented "God, I need to clean the wax out of my ears" many a time throughout my intensly f**ked up week on DiPT

Reputation Comments on this post:

	Thanks for the report
	Interesting. Paragraphs and age/weight of the user would be good additions.