A promise kept

The MAOI properties of AMT used to activate DMT orally, with LSD topping

Substances: LSD, AMT, DMT

A friend and I, let's call him Ed Sasso**, went on a very long boat ride. We had called a friend to come by and deliver a ten-strip of purple geltabs, they were a very deep purple and many people refered to the gels as "black acid". He also delivered two gelatin capsules, containing 30 mg AMT each, and 75 mg organic DMT (From Mimosa) all by helicopter (we were in the ocean, remember?). We started the (fishing) trip early, about 7 AM, and decided to take the gels first. Ed took two because it was his first time, I actually had to drill it into his head that two is better than one (peer presure works every time) and I took 4, letting one dissolve under my tongue at a time, kind of like an extended release method.

By 9:00 AM Ed was having "the best time of my life" (same thing he said the first time he took X). By 9:30 I was questioning the potency of the gels and thought about taking two or three more. By 10:00 I realized I screwed myself and should have taken all four at once, c'est la vie. Anyway, at 3:00 PM it was wearing off, and I once again convinced Ed that he'd be sorry if he didn't take more drugs (the AMT) with me.

I opted to pour the contents of the gel under my tongue and hold it there. (Lots of veins under the tongue). There was an alert at 3:45, more than just the dwindling effects of the LSD. All of the sudden Ed got very touchy feely with me, I actually had to push him off me a few times. He never actually came on to me, I don't think he is gay, he was just "violating my personal space."

AMT is like that, if I had to compare it to a drug, I'd say it is closer to acid than MDMA, but the first few hours are a lot like a combination of the two. I kept kicking myself in the ass for doing AMT with a person I hated so much and wished I had brought my girlfriend along for the (fishing) trip instead. By 5:00 PM I was seriously contemplating killing Ed and dumping him overboard.

"The fucker will make good chum for sharks," I said to myself. He was getting on my nerves in a bad way, complaining about anything and everything he could think of.

He kept saying things like, "My friends all hate me." ( I thought, are they really your friends then?) "I hate my father, he treats me like shit" (That is true actually). "I want a girlfriend, I hate being a virgin" (Well, I thought, maybe if you weren't so god damned annoying and clingy and stupid you could find a woman blind and oblivious enough to take a liking to you.) "I'm just lonely, I need someone to hug me." (It sure as hell won't be me fucker.)

And on and on he went. I thought back to that old King Missile Lyric from the song "Ed" (How appropo is that????) where Senator Sterno says, "And as long as he continues to pontificate pointlessly, I will do nothing." (From the Album "Happy Hour" famous for the song and video often shown on the old Alternative Nation MTV show, "Detachable Penis).

Around dusk, I was building up to the peak of the AMT and downed the DMT. Now, I have been convinced for some time due to this experience that AMT is an effective MAOi, but it may not be.

About 30-45 minutes after popping the DMT the trip became much more overwhelming, very ayahuasca-esque. The visuals became very intense and swirly. Even with eyes open, staring at the sky, orange and red hues were everywhere. Sort of like the Northern Lights, like watching an incredibly huge pastel Jackson Pollock painting move and undulate. This is why I was convinced the AMT was working as an MAOi. However, I have noticed that AMT, in higher doses, has been quite similar to that experience--quite similar to ayahuasca. But, all other 30 mg doses of AMT I've taken haven't compared to that first one. Perhaps it was the LSD, or perhaps it really is an effective MAOi.

Anyway, this all happened a number of years ago, and there isn't much more to report. AMT lasts an incredibly long time, the stuff is worse than acid in that respect. By 10:00 PM I was still flying high as a kite, so I decided the best thing to do was to roll a blunt from one of Ed's father's Cohiba Cuban Cigars with some sweet kind bud. Just like most tryptamines, I smoked the thing all to myself and didn't feel a thing from it, though simply smoking was quite relaxing. We got back into the inlet at midnight and the sky was still colored and moving. I helped Ed swab the decks in a really half-assed manner and drove as quickly as possible to my girlfriend's Apartment (I know, don't drive on these drugs, slap my ass) and told her how much I hated Ed and how I hoped he would die a slow painful death. She wholeheartedly agreed with me, saying what a stupid annoying son-of-a-bitch he was.

I fell asleep in her lap on the couch at about 7:00 AM that night.

So anyway, this turned out to be more of a rant about a very annoying person named Ed Sasso** with a grating pesonality than a trip report. Hope it helped....

Synopsis: LSD and AMT go together quite well, they are similar in some respects, though I still prefer LSD over AMT. I wish I had smoked the DMT, just to see how long the effects lasted to be able to take a better guess as to AMT's being an MAOi or not. Very synergistic though, makes a good post- or pre-load for LSD.

Any questions? Just ask. However, all complaints should be directed to the complaint department.

**Name not changed in order to libel the stupid and guilty.