Well, I wouldn't have believed it unless I tried it for myself, but yes, DXM does have profound entheogenic powers.

The other day I was fortunate enough to have a friend give me what he considered to be 2 full doses of DXM hydrochloride (dextromothorphan). I can't give you an exact mg weight, but each dose was measured by filling a 00 geleatin capsule (the big ones) to the brim. Last night I had the opportunity to try it out, so I stirred the contents of the two capsules into a glass of water and chugged it down. Looking back, this might have been a mistake. I had tried DXM before in smaller doses and not really found anything to comment about, so this time I was going to make sure I had enough. Perhaps it was a little too much.

I put the DXM in water because I figured it would absorb into my body quicker (it tasted pretty bad though... I gag now just thinking about it). I was right, it did. Within about 10 or 15 minutes I began to feel disoriented and a bit out of it. By the half hour mark I was starting to feel hot and flushed all over. I actually had some kind of allergic reaction and started to get itchy all over (especially my scalp). I broke out into hives on my chest, and considered taking an antihistamine to counteract it, but didn't want to compound whatever damage I had done by taking more pharmaceuticals on top of it so I waited it out. I've had hives before. No big deal.

Within an hour I was almost compeltely incapacitated. I could barely walk without banging from wall to wall, and my vision was blurred past the point of being able to focus on anything (*extreme* double vision). I finally made it to my bedroom and lied down. The itching and hives seemed to subside (I think...), and I spent the next 5 hours in a sleeping/waking state of complete astral travel. It was much like a high-fever delirium or an extremely prolonged lucid dream. I was aware of my body being in my bedroom, but I was also floating through many levels and sublevels of consciousness. At one point I felt like my body liquified and slid through a crack in my bedsheets and trickled down into this dark, mechanical underworld that was the true source of all life energy. In this dark underworld, primal forces of nature continuously strained and groaned against each other like an immense mill tended by shuffling black amorphous beings. It was like being taken down into the bowels of the earth to be shown all the dark forces that move behind the scenes, slowly ticking off millennia in a roar of low white noise.

At another point, the roof and walls of my bedroom silently fell away, leaving my lying on my bed on a floating platform high above the city. While I was up there I felt like I was being scanned by an alien intelligence somehow, but there was no physical appearance of aliens or other abduction-style phenomena.

Another interesting thing was that there was a fan blowing in my room the whole time I was in there, and at different points in the journey I found that the fan would alternately speed up or slow down. This was probably just my perception of time being warped and skewed in various ways, but there were definitely very memorable points when the fan seemed to slow down to a near stop, only to tick over into the next moment where it was racing at full speed again. Very weird.

There was much, much more that went on -- far too much to remember -- but it was defintely weird and definitely psychedelic. Time was spread *very* thin during this journey. I must have taken the DXM around 8pm and it lasted until about 2am. I could see the digital clock in my bedroom (both of them -- heh) and there was a period of time between about 11:20pm and 11:40pm that seemed to last many lifetimes. I remember once looking at the clock and seeing that it was 11:28, then rolling back over into a dream-state where I watched what looked like a galaxy exploding and showering into a billion points of light, eventually fading into a soft and picturesque landscape of a sun rising over a quiet forest meadow. The whole thing seemed to take an eternity, and I was sure I had spent the entire night watching this universe exploding and evolving, but when I came out of it and looked back at the clock it was still 11:28! Not even a minute had passed! I thought "My God! I won't have to go back to work for another ten billion years!"

Well, here it is ten billion years later and I'm back at work. There were some residuals to the experience to say the least. When 2am rolled around I was ready for some sleep, and although my body for all intents and purposes seemed to be asleep, my mind was still off charging around the galaxy. I could not get my mind to come back into my body and it was very disconcerting. I was very agitated, could not lie still, and I spent a good deal of time in this state trying to breath, relax, and center myself back into my body. When I finally managed to shift the levels of perception back down into normal space-time, I found that I was covered in a cold sweat, my heart was racing, and I felt nauseated. I went to the bathroom to vomit and purge and that pretty much ended the trip. It wasn't a violent illness, just a quick emptying of whatever solid material was left in my stomach and digestive system. After that I showered and crawled back into bed and had NO trouble going to sleep. This morning I felt a little groggy and fuzzy, but it is a little past noon now and I'm pretty much back to baseline.

All in all, it was a lot like a Ketamine experience except a little heavier, much longer in duration, and more unpleasant body effects. Would I try it again? Probably, although maybe not as much next time -- and I'd *definitely* do it on an empty stomach.