I was visiting home during my thanksgiving break from college when I 
first tried DMX. The first time was thanksgiving night. I had taken ten  
and then another four about an hour later. I was rather skeptical because 
they hadn't kicked in after a hour and a half after I took them but all 
my friends told me not to worry and that I would be having a "pleasant" 
evening soon enough. Well, they did work and I spent the evening huddled 
up with two friends in front of a strobe light talking about life in 
general. 
Now later on in the week I was with the same friends and we had just 
finished going bowling when we decided that we would go to a supermarket 
buy some Dixoral and take a ride out to some missle silos 50 miles out of 
town. I took 14 caps Before we headed out and half way there I started to 
trip like I've never tripped before. I swore that we were going backwards 
even though I knew we were traveling forward. I spent the remainder of 
the journey trying to figure out how that worked. When we finally got 
there I was completly out of it. I got out of my friend's car and threw 
up that nights dinner and started walking like nothing happened. A friend 
stopped me, asked me where I was going. I told him I wanted to ride a 
missle to the moon. He talked me out of that rather easily. I then sat 
down indian style with my head in my hands. I stayed that way for an hour 
or an hour and a half, although it felt like three months to me. While I 
was sitting I entered this place called Quiddity. You see I just read a 
book by Clive Barker where he explained about this dream sea called 
quiddity and how that was the place where all dreams originated. I stayed 
there for the Hour and told my friends all about it to their amusement. A 
couple of times I became frightened that I would never come down, so I 
asked my friend to drive over me with his car. He laughed and told me I 
didn't want that . I agreed and went back to floating on the dream sea. 
When I started to come down I still saw everything as fuzzy and leaving 
traceers which made it hard to walk. But, I was becoming more clear 
headed and tired (it was like 3 in the morning) I talked my friends into 
taking me home to sleep the rest off. I stumbled into the house,fell into 
bed and slept 'till morning. Since then I've tried a coulple of other 
drugs, but that has been the strongest, best trip I have ever had.

Paco.