My Spiritual Trip On Three Hits Of 25I-NBOMe

Cloud The Wizard

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I'm going to explain everything in detail, so for those who don't like reading: I thought my house traveled a couple hundred years in the past and I was the creator of the universe with my god wife.

A few months ago my girlfriend and I were alone at my house for the week; because we had so much time, we decided to take acid for the first time. Well, "acid", is what I was told I was getting from the greasy ghetto kid on the west side of the city. Just like every night, we decided to get stoned, but tonight was different, because it was the night we decided to do "acid". We got stoned, ordered pizza and enjoyed, and then headed to my room to have a life-changing experience. The weirdest part is... I still believe everything that happened, was true.
The guy told me, "take two for better effects", but I had five because my friend wanted one, so because I was stoned and stupid, I took three, while my girlfriend took two. I'm not sure why, because I knew that it was my first time, but I thought I would be able to handle it because of how well I'm able to handle my light case of Schizophrenia. Let me tell you, I was not able to handle it, at all. We were on Skype with my friend as we took these things, keeping them under our tongues, and about 10 minutes later, it was on. We were literally crying from laughter just by looking at words on the screen. I read online that it would take an hour to kick in, but when I could hardly breathe from laughter after 10 minutes, I knew things were going to get pretty fucked.
Although we had a hard time keeping the laptop off of the floor, my friend on Skype decided it would be a good idea to come over, because we were clearly NOT okay. By the time he made it here, the drug had taken full effect. All I remember was sitting on the couch, my laptop set to a safe place, and laughing my ass off with my girlfriend while slowly blacking out. In the middle of blacking out, my cell phone rang; as soon as I answered it, I became blind. My brain was literally in another dimension. According to him, on the phone all I said was "random gibberish he couldn't understand", because I think the ring tone on my phone from him calling me is what really kicked it off. Although everything was dark, and I thought I blacked out, I could still move, which made me think that everything in reality was a dream. All I remember hearing in the phone call was, "I'm at the door", and that's what made me run upstairs as fast as I could, and run to the door where I struggled to get it unlocked. As soon as I did, I had an even deeper state of blackout. Now this I don't remember, but my friend told me that when I opened the door I was just in my pajama pants and t-shirt, and my hair was completely covering my face, and I could hardly speak, but when I did, it wasn't English. I ran outside onto my front lawn, flailing my arms around, while my friend tried getting me back inside. I stumbled all over my lawn for about five minutes until he got me back on my steps, and then I grabbed the Welcome sign and threw it on my lawn as far as I could, and then ran back inside, as if I was scared he was going to be mad at me for throwing the sign. As soon as I got inside, my memory snapped back into place; I went downstairs, quite abnormally, if you consider running backwards down your stairs as abnormal. The only reason I didn't fall, is because of the "possessed state" I was in.
Now it was just me, my girlfriend, and my friend in my room. My girlfriend was just sitting on the couch tripping out, my friend was standing at the bottom of the stair case, and I was sitting on the couch as well, also tripping out. This is where things started getting weird. For no reason, I punched my girlfriend in the face, and then I laid on the couch and kicked her a few times, thus making her cry (obviously). Then I started uncontrollably throwing my body around my room, like I had the intention to break things with my body. I slammed into my TV, almost knocking it over, but my friend rushed over and saved it. Then my speakers, and other random things, but my friend luckily saved them too. After the reckless flailing, I began to relax, and my girlfriend stopped crying. They decided to record me, because I was so fucked up, sending snap chats and taking videos for themselves. All I did was contemplate reality, because honestly I had no idea what was; the ground wasn't there anymore, there was just darkness, filled with colours dancing around in my mind. My whole world was flipping upside down and around and everywhere, putting me under the impression that my room was the whole universe, exploding with colour, and that everything outside of it was just black darkness. The constant spinning and bending of the world made me a little sick... well, a lot sick. I threw up, everywhere, and as soon as I felt the ooze crawl up my throat, I instantly felt and thought that I was just a pile of mud. (I didn't even know I puked until 10 hours later). I started by throwing up onto my girlfriend, and then I slowly walked over to my friend, trying to talk while throwing up at the same time, because I didn't even know that I was throwing up, and I almost threw up on him, then they tried getting me into the bathroom, but when they did, I threw up everywhere except in the toilet (oh well, at least it's contained in a small cleanable room now).
At this point my friend was done, he thought we would be fine since we took "non-toxic LSD", and just didn't enjoy the sight or smell of throw up, which makes sense, so he left.

Now we're two hours into the trip, and I gotta say that I don't remember the next six hours. My girlfriend told me that she took the clothes that were covered in puke, and put them all into a basket, so the only thing that was covered was part of my couch, and the whole bathroom. Then I guess we just tripped for a while, so it went back to good for that time, because I remember just constantly trying to figure out what reality was, but it was colourful and magical. Then it stopped... Six hours later... I didn't feel right... I went from warm to cold, started shaking really fast, and everything felt like sludge. Everything around me was black and white, like I was in a dark dream world that you see in video games. All I could hear was, "take your clothes off", which was coming from my girlfriend because they had puke on them. According to my girlfriend, I then stripped naked and was yelling at her loudly that I wanted to have sex, but all I remember was getting on the floor against the wall, and looking up at the top of my stairs to see a tall male staring at me. I was laying there, cold as fuck, thinking that I was a cinder block, staring at the ghostly figure at the top of my stairs. He was tall, I couldn't tell if he had clothes on or not because he was just a white figure, and he glowed extremely bright. After watching me for a while, he walked away and closed the door behind him, frightening me to the point where I started peeing all over myself.

About 6 AM. Laying on my floor naked. Covered in my own pee. Thinking I was a cinder block and just saw this god-like man.
 

Cloud The Wizard

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The whole time that happened, my girlfriend was sitting on my bed, apparently she didn't watch me, but I then told her that I was cold and just peed all over myself. We went to the bathroom, where I slowly snapped out of my dark vision. As my vision was coming back, I threw up, this time in the toilet, because oddly enough, as soon as my vision was coming back, it seemed like I wasn't high anymore, like it was immediately over, but that's not the case. I lifted up the lid, and started throwing up because I felt like my whole body was weightless. It's an odd feeling, when you feel lighter than a feather, because when you jump you think you're going to float away, but you never do. Then I flushed, looked around at the disaster I created in the bathroom, and then hopped in the shower. I did the daily routine and washed up in my shower, while my girlfriend was in my room cleaning up the pee off the floor. After washing up, I looked down and saw the little prickly hairs in my stomach and chest moving around, as if they were waves going across my body, the tiny hairs would go back into my body, and then come out in different hair holes, but it was a very smooth transition, and pretty cool looking. Then I looked at my hands and was quite... frightened. Now, I don't expect you to believe me, but I'm sober right now, and I swear that this is true, and I'm an Atheist, so the whole "god" thing isn't something I believe in. But I looked at my hands and saw that the fat in my hands was draining, and then filling back up. The reason you should believe me, is because every time that the fat in my hands would drain, I was then able to very easily see the bones in my palms and fingers, because my skin would fall onto my bones. Did you know your skin was that clear? Because I didn't until my fat was drained from my hands. If you look at the palm of your hands right now in the light, all the white splotches you can see is actually the fat under your skin, because your skin is so thin that you can see through it. Anyway, the fat in my hands would drain, and then fill back up. Confused and scared, and then I noticed that my shower was slowly moving into different positions, and I could hear music playing from the drain in my shower, not just any music... the ringtone on my phone... the same ringtone I heard at the time that I blacked out, or as I like to say, "at the time that I was possessed".

Now, time to explain everything that I think and know. The shower I have is a corner shower [ like this: http://thd.co/1GW4gpy ], not every corner shower is the same; each one has a different style / shape. My shower would slowly move / transform into a different style of corner shower, and each time it fully transformed, my hands would be filled up and normal, but then after a while the shower would move again, transforming into a different style of corner shower, and then my hands would drain and then fill up again. I noticed the backs of my legs were draining and filling up as well, and same with my face, giving me the impression that my whole body was doing it, but it wasn't as noticeable as my hands. At this point I was certain my room was not in the same spiritual realm as the rest of the world, and that I activated some sort of ritual. It felt like I wasn't in the same time era, that I had gone back in time, but I was well aware of what time it was in the real world, and that everything was normal outside of my room, but in my room, things were different. I looked around to see that everything was covered in a film, sort of what seemed to be ectoplasm. As the shower would move, I noticed that small pockets in the floor in my shower would fill up with air whenever it moved around, and when it fully transformed, I would step on the air pockets and that would fill up my body with fat, and as I filled up, the ringtone music playing from my drain would get louder, and it felt as if I was completing this ritual that I accidentally started, but my hands would fill up with too much fat, like my skin would buldge, and I was extremely scared that if it filled up more, my hands would pop, so I didn't want to finish the ritual. I thought, I activated a ritual that was meant for gods that are like a foot taller than me and bigger than me to fill up their powers, and that my body was too small, so if I finished the ritual, I would probably die because of how much fat was filling up my body. I was in that shower for three hours trying to figure out what to do, because I was scared of either filling up too much, or dying, then I noticed that after blinking ten times, the shower would change into another shape. Each shape would fill up only a certain amount, the bigger the shower, the more I would fill up. The big ones were the ones filling up my hands to where my skin was popping out (I really wish I got video proof, because this wasn't a question of existence anymore, this was seeing something for sure with my own eyes). My girlfriend came in, worried about the time I had spent in there, and she told me that she cleaned everything up and that we just needed to sleep and then could clean up the puke in the afternoon, but I was really focused on trying to complete this ritual without getting her involved. So I turned off the shower, and continued going through each shape and size. If the size was too big, I would blink 10 times, and then kept my eyes open as it went through another. I figured that each size was meant for a different sized god, so the size / shape that my shower originally was, was the right one for me. Each time I would come across my size, I would try to fill up my skin by stomping on the floor at the air pockets. Each pocket of air that I popped, I would fill up with fat and energy, but it would never be enough; I would just run out of time, because I would pop all I could get and then I would blink 10 times because I can't keep my eyes open for that long. I assumed the drain was considered an air pocket, but I couldn't pop it because it was drain. Accepting defeat, I got out of the shower and went into my room, I looked down to see the stubble in my body still moving around like waves, and I showed my girlfriend and she was fascinated, and I was fascinated that she could see the same thing, because I knew right then and there that it was not a hallucination, that it was a really fucked up spiritual effect. I looked around at my room and was worried, but the only thing I was worried about was my parents finding the room warped, because the walls were bent and bubbled. The floor, the walls, and the roof in my room, were all oddly shaped and moving, filling up with air and then draining, at the exact same time as the fat in my body was... almost as if my room was breathing. I looked closely at the walls to see the same ectoplasm filter as I did in the bathroom, and I could also hear the sound of my ringtone playing in the walls. That's when I realized that the pockets of air weren't just in the floor of my bathroom, but also in the walls and ceiling tiles and floor of my room. My room was a giant energy field, living and breathing off of my fat and energy. I laid in bed, for a while just watching my hands drain and fill up with fat as I felt energy leave and then push forcefully back into my body. Then before I fell asleep, I noticed that the sun was up, which makes sense because it was roughly 9 AM at this point, but the light was shining directly through my room window, which was on the west side of the house. I'm glad the curtain was closed, because I'm honestly afraid of what might have been behind it if the sun was shining through my room in the morning on the west side. The sun didn't just shine though; it was bright, and then the sun would set, leaving my room dark again, but then a few minutes later the sun would rise again, filling up my room with light, and then setting again. It did this over and over until I fell asleep, because I was too tired and drained of energy to deal with everything at that point. The only other thing that I noticed before I went to sleep is that throughout the whole night, all we heard outside was construction, it wasn't just me, it was my girlfriend too, but we didn't say anything about it because we were high and thought it was just an auditory hallucination, but nope, we both heard it throughout the whole night, right after the call from my friend.
 

Cloud The Wizard

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We fell asleep, and then woke up sometime in the afternoon. I had to clean up the amazing amount of pizza throw up that was everywhere, and mopped up my whole room and did the laundry and all the jazz. But when I woke up, everything was back to normal, my room wasn't warped or breathing anymore, my bathroom wasn't breathing anymore, the ectoplasm layer that covered my walls was gone, the ringtone from my phone wasn't playing in the walls or shower drain anymore, my shower wasn't moving anymore, the hairs in my body weren't moving anymore, the fat in my body was back to normal, and the sound of construction was gone.

I believe what happened was I set off some kind of old god-like ritual because of the way my room is set up and how I was possessed from my brain being so fucked up and easily accessible for a spirit to enter. The reason that everything was back to normal in the afternoon at the time that I woke up is because the ritual ran out of time, and I was no longer possessed. My girlfriend saw with her own eyes the hair in my body moving, the fat in my hands fill up and then drain, and heard the construction sound and my ringtone playing the whole night until we fell asleep, but she said she didn't see the ectoplasm layer that I saw on the walls, but I think the only reason she didn't see it is because I was the one under possession and it was a ritual involving only me.

Oh yeah, I thought she was my god-wife because during my trip after seeing the glowing white figure at the top of the stairs, that's the only thought that was going through my head.

I hope you read this whole thing, because it's my story going through a spiritual ritual.

P.S. Never buy "Acid" from some gross ghetto kid, because what we ended up taking was 5 hits of 25I-NBOMe.
P.P.S. Never believe anyone who says it's weaker than Acid, because the story I just told you should explain that it's not.

I want to do it again, because I want video proof this time, but the way I believe I was possessed and how the ritual started was all just luck due to my friend calling me at a certain time, my girlfriend being there, and the way my room's set up, and taking another three hits of 25I-NBOMe is too dangerous to risk that, but if I come across some real acid, I'll make sure to try it again, this time with a camera just in case, because I know a lot of you won't believe this, even with another person as eye-witness.
 

high|hgih

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I had a friend that had a very similar experience with exactly 3 hits of 25i-nBOME.

He took them alone(he also has a light case of schizophrenia, but I could see it come out more as he aged). He says that he was in his room laying on his bed and then all of the sudden me, his girlfriend and all of our closest friends were in his rooms letting him know that this life was a joke and it was just like the Truman show. So he wanted to go see his little brother for whatever reason and walked upstairs to his little brothers room(his little brother was about 3 years old). Of course, him living with his parents, they woke up. he hated his step dad.
So somehow they get into an argument and my buddy takes his head and slams it into his knee, smashing in his step dads orbital bone(the bone where your eye-brows are). He then leaves the house and apparently tried to break into houses, not knowing what he is doing at all. Well one of the houses had an ex-navy seal living in it, unluckily for him. so the guy laid him out and then he goes to the hospital.
He said that he was very certain the nurses were trying to remove his penis and was flailing around so they sedated him to sleep.

He ended up getting in no trouble.

This guy is kind of insane, I don't affiliate with him anymore because he's too far gone. Never stopped the DXM phase like we all had and it basically drove him nuts. And it does not help with his mental instability. I can't even talk to him anymore because it feels like I'm talking to a 16 year old. He's actually became less mature since we actually were 16.

Depressing stuff. I would stay away from LSD and those phenthylamine RC's specifically, as a schitzo. Seriously. I had never seen him flip on mushrooms or anything (of course he'd take it wayyyyy too seriously).
Be carful man. I hope your girlfriend understands.

I'm not sure how other psychedelics interfere with that. Try smoking DMT to come to terms with how your mental state it because it will ultimately show you yourself. I witnessed the guy I'm talking about do DMT and he says it helped him a whole lot with life(go figure) but it wasn't as.. Freakishly weird and far-gone as some of the other things I've seen him do. Such as: eat a bunch of MG seeds and take a shower in my house for 4 straight hours saying the same sentences over and over. 'I love you Ali' 'Just have sex with me' 'Dad I told you, I got shot I'm sorry, I said I wouldn't do these things' 'I'm gay nigga' 'Dad! I got shot I'm sorry' 'ally I love you!' Seriously. That was all he said for 4 hours, then he came running out of my room naked.
And this was off of the weakest of all ergaloids(as far as I know), LSA.

I was reading an article once about how a lot of tribes admire the mentally ill and use them specifically for shamanic purposes since they are easily able to identify and work with planes in which a non-healer couldn't see.

My limited advice:
No ergaloids (LSD,LSA,AL-LAD,ALD-52..)
No phenthylamine RC's: 25x-nBOME's or 2c-x-nBOME's
No DOX compounds either I'm sure.

From studying him, I believe tryptamines have a lesser effect on 'insanity' for individuals with schizophrenia but I am no expert. I'd have to leave that to other experts on this forum.

I say DONT do that again because you will very easily end up in jail or a mental hospital.

MY BIGGEST ADVICE IS TO SEEK AN AYAHUASCA SUPPLIER AND GO TO A CEREMONY. THEY WILL NOT LET YOU DOWN AND YOU WILL LEARN ON LEVELS FAR MORE BREATHTAKING THAN WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU. AND IF IT TURNS ON YOU, THE SHAMAN SHOULD BE ABLE TO HELP YOU.
JUST USE GOOGLE.


Obviously you like tripping, but stay AWAY from things that make you do things like that. Please, for the sake of yourself and others around you.
 

Cloud The Wizard

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Try smoking DMT to come to terms with how your mental state it because it will ultimately show you yourself.
I say DONT do that again because you will very easily end up in jail or a mental hospital.
Obviously you like tripping, but stay AWAY from things that make you do things like that. Please, for the sake of yourself and others around you.
That would be the shittiest trip ever, omg.
I want to smoke DMT, but I have no access to it at all.
Yeah I'm not doing anymore; I took it because I thought it was LSD, so when I come accross some real LSD, I'm definitely taking it, haha.
 

Cloud The Wizard

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Oh, and about the repeating words thing, I kept saying, "[girlriend's name], I love you!", and she kept saying it back. I slightly remember us saying that over and over the whole time during the peak hours of the trip. I also kept asking, "what's real, what's not real?" over and over.
 

high|hgih

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It's a loop I suppose. There is something dirty about those chemicals. Be careful with LSD as well, because like I said, this guy freaked out on LSA, which I was certain was impossible(Except he probably really did think he died because[forgetting he was a wee bit crazy] I gave him wayyyyy more LSA than I told him I gave him to play a joke, and I've been there haha can't even see your hand on LSA if you fuck yourself with it like some kind of animal). I had to baby sit his ass for like 8 hours.

I saw him drink Ayahuasca though and he said it bettered himself as a person and all he did the whole time was smile.
 
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