Welcome to the Big & Dandy DPT Thread
- Comparisons and Descriptions (coming soon!)
- Physical properties: Stability, Solubility, Storage, Conversion
- Dosages and Methods of Administration
FIRST PAGE - LAST PAGE
The old thread was archived due to size and can be found at the links above. Here is the new one. Enjoy!
Results 1 to 25 of 640
Last edited by Solipsis; 29-08-2009 at 23:28.
w00 DPT yeah
Joins in by playing percussion really badly - but with great enthusiasm.
- Join Date
- Dec 2005
Woot! DPt iz lyKe titzondaritz 4reelz rite? loL. How much pillz of it u eet 2 triP mad ballz???
I am extremely interested in hearing about your stories with high dose DPT and entity contact. Is this possible like it is on high dose DMT or is it a unique aspect of DMT? Thanks!
I didn't even think of the connection (DPT + OJ to the drink OJ to trip harder on LSD myth). Yeah I don't know the deal, but the gentleman's word is every bit as reliable as if you had said it (and I consider your word reliable.)
Actually it was our old friend Burple who said this so I guess make of it what you will.
Originally Posted by swilow
^Lol, Burple. Hey, I like orange juice and DPT, so it surely can't hurt to try?
After reading through the archived thread I'm definately going to be making a purchase. I'm thinking 50mg intranasally, as this sounds about right. I didn't know this substance had such wonderful potential
It's a good one. My tastes in psychedelics have changed over the years....I find the mellower experiences better for my needs, as I am at the point where I need to be 'knocked out' of my ego only every few years. So 2C-B, 2C-D, etc are more up my ally.
However, for splitting open the head....DPT and LSD (and 2C-E actually) are always at the top. In fact, I'd choose DPT over LSD as for me the DPT experience is very similar to taking the 2nd hour-5th hour out of an acid trip...and throwing the rest away. What I mean is that with DPT, I get the intense peak-like experience of LSD condensed down to a few hours. The negative is I find it much easier to 'wig out' on DPT. The intensity is there, but (I've not smoked it) because it does take 20min to peak (I take DPT via IM injection) there is the risk of the ego fighting the effects (unlike 5-MeO-DMT in which I find no time to 'think about it'), resulting in terrible terror. DPT has scared me like no other psychedelic. Which makes it good stuff, for sure! (Hedonistic).
There seems to be an incredible polarity to the DPT experience. In my experience, the character of the drug seems to be altogether different at high doses, but my experience is limited. Dose-related or not, DPT reports certainly reflect the extraordinary variability in experiences ... from divinely beautiful to downright gruesome. Below are some expertly articulated examples from both ends of the spectrum.
Jamshyd:In my one experience with the drug, recollection of 40 mg IM brings forth adjectives like "plush", "velvety", or "ethereal" ... then, with the addition of 50 mg IM at one hour (for a total of 90 mg), words like "sinister" or "insectoid" come to mind. Amazing drug ...
"... And of course, with the sudden implosion, all human constructs of the universe were RIPPED away, and all was left bare. There was nothing to be differentiated from nothing. It was all the same. The “pealing away” of the world was characterized as a familiar motif: a dome like that of the pantheon’s (with a hole on top – I’ll get to that in a minute), but instead of crevices, there were shimmering golden eyes staring directly at me. They are actually more comforting than scary. There was intense light coming in from the infinity from which the circular opening at the top ensued.
There is a Gnostic text, The Hypostasis of the Archons, that expressed this vision very well:
"The <great> angel came down from the heavens and said to her, "Why are you crying up to God? Why do you act so boldly towards the holy spirit?"And indeed, my mouth fails as well beyond this point. I can only say that nothing happened over the next hour, but I say nothing only because all the languages I know are limited to the very human constructs of meaning that have now been stripped away. I will stress though, that it was not a blackout. I actually “remember” it, but as soon as I open my mouth to speak, all that comes out is silence."
Norea said, "Who are you?" The rulers of unrighteousness had withdrawn from her.
He said, "It is I who am Eleleth, sagacity, the great angel who stands in the presence of the holy spirit. I have been sent to speak with you and
save you from the grasp of the lawless. And I shall teach you about your root."
(Norea apparently now speaking) Now as for that angel, I cannot speak of his power: his appearance is like fine gold and his raiment is like snow.
No, truly, my mouth cannot bear to speak of his power and the appearance of his face!”
"... I was at ground level peering into a shifting field of tall grass in moonlight. Diaphanous tigers crisscrossed my field of vision and wound through the undergrowth, their black stripes transformed into transparent fissures cut clean through their bodies. Then, in one fractional moment, the wind parted the grass and the tiger's ruptured stripes marshaled in line so that I could suddenly see a great distance through both the tigers and the field. That world froze and I flew through the divide and into empty night. Everything turned inside out with a terrible ripping sound and an electric jolt, and I hovered above it as a bare locus hearing my own disbelieving utterances: "that was it!" "this is it!"--yet I provided no impetus to those words. They were the rustle of grass shifting in the wind."
Nuages Gris (erowid report):
"... I could not connect to the gaian mind, not even synthetically. Nevertheless, it did seem to have a character. It hid itself in kaleidoscopes, in cognitive telemetry, in emotions and stimuli, in synchronicity and auditory phantasms, only to pop out when I least suspected it and assert itself and its views. Slowly me and it collided in a crunching wreck and began to claw at each other's reality, clinging, destroying, intertwining in an ill-conceived sado-masochistic tangle. We couldn't reconcile with each other. My ego was taken and twisted, reformed into a thousand things at the whim of the alien force possessing me. I not only became foreign translations of self, but animals, objects, planets, hallucinations, concepts, energy, nothingness, and everything. These feelings, these dramas of the transmutating soul condensed into visual metaphors which re-formed into new selves and spawned another set of synesthetic stimuli. I was adrift in an unstoppable self-transforming cascade of ontological undulations.
I felt an anti-nirvanic imperative, the titanic struggle of the me split into yin-yang, the DOer and the BEer refusing to unify. It was the messiest ego death I’ve ever undergone - splintered bone and gristle still floating around in anthropomorphic parodies of the first person. My mind had been turned inside out and was subject to brutal scrutiny. The inversion exposed a hundred anxieties I didn't know I had."
hey dondante, did you take ketamine with the DPT the time you found it 'plush' and 'velvety'. I've heard Fastandbubbly describe it in similar terms and he was talking about DPT + Ketamine, which I found to be an EXCELLENT description.
DPT alone is a lot more like DMT for me at least. I'm hoping that pushing higher doses will unlock some of the complicated imagery that DMT does...I've been talking to people and they seem to suggest that entity contact/communication can happen on DPT also at high doses (i've only taken it in high doses twice now iirc).
With AMT (20 mg IM) ... but both descriptions are of the same trip. Might I remind you of Jamshyd's DPT + K report ...
"I closed the scale box. Didn't take 2 seconds. I knelt to put the scale back in its bottom drawer...
In a split second, EVERYTHING WAS FUCKING ERASED. There was no rush. There was no comeup. One second I was in a regular manageble Ketamine giddiness, a second later everything in existence just snapped away.
There was no room. There was no world. There was no life. There was no I. There was no you. There was no body. There was no universe.
You know when a scratched CD or record gets caught up at a single track and keeps repeating the same note over and over again at high speed? That is the only thing that was heard.
There was utter chaos. Since I no longer existed, and neither did the world or my eyes to receive that world, there were no visuals or sounds and I have no clue of my physical body left behind had its eyes open or closed because I was utterly blinded by colourless, formless, chaos."
Just a reminder to keep doses reasonable (this was 90 mg DPT + 60 mg K).
To samadhi: reread the bottom of my post above.
Last edited by Dondante; 11-06-2008 at 20:24.
was it the same trip though or just two trips spaced closely together?
13-06-2008 01:57In my one experience with the drug, recollection of 40 mg IM brings forth adjectives like "plush", "velvety", or "ethereal" ... then, with the addition of 50 mg IM at one hour (for a total of 90 mg), words like "sinister" or "insectoid" come to mind. Amazing drug ...
All I know is that I become junge-man on DPT, but its like a jungle man from a rainforest panet in the Andromeda Galaxy. It blanks my memory a fair bit, DPT....though I distinctly remember striding through a local art gallerly and perceving my footprints as 'golden forest-vine-prints' behind me, almost gold leaf embossments of my footprints, yet also a strange plant/vine growth???
Well, that post certainly illuminated me none. DPT is almost wordlessness itself; whereas DMT seems to illciti a lot of vocalising, either out loud or in the mind, DPT seems to have- something- a quality- that-ARGH-nothing best decribes. Yes, nothing best describes it.
I get the alien description of DPT...but like you said the same could be said about DMT. To be honest tryptamines still shock and surprise me and feel 'alien' (different!) even after tripping on them lots and lots. Actually wow tears just sprang to my eyes thinking about the weirdness of tripping hard on tryptamines. Its a very different world from 'regular consciousness' isn't it?
13-06-2008 17:54Originally Posted by swilow
I haven't tried DPT yet though, so I can't compare there. But the mental vocalizing effect of DMT actually seems to prevent me from breaking through... it anchors me to reality and it feels like I hit a wall that I can't get through, and then I come down before I ever break through it.
Thought you lot might find this interesting, a friend plugged 150mg of DPT and this was the result.
T+0:05 - Starting to feel a bit weird, thiiink I might be seeing some breathing but not sure. Bodyload is definitely present but not an issue.
T+0:20 - Went downstairs to make food but couldn't. The room was melting. Patterns on the wall were jumping out at me and spinning around. Colours were so vivid then suddenly collapsed into total darkness. Everything was rippling. The most amazing euphoria encompassed me. I was hearing and seeing music that wasn't playing. I saw myself in the 3rd person. I thought I was in a forest half the time. Every tiny detail of everything in my room merged together and then instantaneously returned to normal, only to collapse once again into trip city. I couldn't move. I was writhing around on the floor lost in an orgasm of the experience. Looking in the mirror I saw myself melt into a puddle of hot metal, only to return to my normal (jittering) self in a second. Droplets of red, yellow and purple goo flew from the ends of my fingers and spattered the walls as I span around my room, palms outstretched. Everything I did had a visual echo that was so detailed I could have sworn I actually had 100 hands when I moved them about. Lightstands bent towards me and contorted into the weirdest of shapes. Anything 2D not only because 3D but also layered itself into the air - like looking at one of those 3D puzzles from side on. It was impossible to keep eyes focused. Everything was so unbelievably trippy that all I remember thinking at the time was, "Holy fuck".
T+1:00 - Much of the same ^^ although slightly toned down.
T+2:00 - Pretty much 100% come down now. Still a bit of rippling/breathing effects on the curtains and changes in shadows, but other than that not much.
Xorkoth, try actually vocalising the glossalalic jibberrish- i feel it arises in ones mind for a reason, most likely to emitt-....
06-07-2008 18:01reminds me of the time there was the big debate here about lemone juice potntiating mushrooms that stemmed from a shroomery thread.
Don't get me started on that! I think I became villan of the month in the shroomery for my comments here on the whole thing...
As for the most effective route for DPT, it'd be a close run thing between smoking the freebase and IMing the hydrochloride salt (I haven't smoked it, just going off the reports of others). I know some people do not want to use needles (which I do understand as I am a bit needle-phobic - hence only ever IMing things as you don't have to look while you're doing it, unlike IV), so I'd say vapourizing/smoking it would get you the most milage.
The most prominent feature I remember is the fact that everything threw off sensory echoes (that's what prompted the alliteration of the title of my trip report here) - well that and the fact that purple is a very velvety colour (especially with Mr Hendrix chuntering on about 'kissing the sky' in my headphones ). My only vocalizations during the whole thing were a couple of times sitting up and shouting "yes" (If you've ever seen the series 'Father Ted', imagine a trippy version of father Jack!).
I still smile at the memory & seeing huge swathes of purple
07-07-2008 04:26I remember is the fact that everything threw off sensory echoes (that's what prompted the alliteration of the title of my trip report here) -
^ Don't get too carried away with the praise...
*swilow you can read about it in my journal i thought that was a way more appropriate place to keep this as its a little psychedelic kinky
Last edited by Gaian Planes; 14-07-2008 at 18:39.
^That sounded really tantalising....dpt, writhing body, sexual DO ME NOW!!!
hands down the most sensual tryptamine I've used
Agreed^^. I reckon DMT reveals some wonderful archetypes of wholesome sexuality to me, while DPT seems to unleash bizarre kinkage and particularly raw animal (or machine?) type urges.This rule is not written in stone, but I'm sure DPT is the kinkier of the two, if you know what I mean. Both have that superb enhancement you speak of.
Hey, there is surely a time and a place for both, is there not?