500mg TA session

i now took iboga a couple of times and want to share my experience and my findings on best practice as it applies to me.

lessons lerned on intake
after my partners bad experience with taking it mixed in yogurt (https://ibogaine.club/community/1g-6-capsules-4g-24-capsules) i was worried about taking it with yogurt myself.. so i decided to try smaller doses of the TA (ibogaworld).  i took some powder (dosed with the tip of knife), two days in a row, the idea being that my body would get to know the taste/potency before going on a flood dose. 

i had read on the forums someone saying that they just mixing it with water. i tried that on the first day and found that it did not dissolve, so it was a bit messy in the glass (no big deal though). however, to my surprise i did not mind the taste at all (i have to say that have very insensitive tastebuds and a stomach like a horse). so, the next day i decided to just put the powder in my mouth and take a sip of water to down it - and it worked very well. 

yesterday then i took 500mg of TA in that way. it took little by little with a spoon and sipped it down with small sips of water. at no point was this getting difficult. i am not certain that it will be as smooth if i take my flood dose - much more: 3.5g - this way, but i plan to try and i think i will be ok. 

also - eating it like so, to me, felt natural and right.

an other thing - i found that not only is it important to have an empty stomach but also an empty bladder. i had eaten light food the day before. in the morning i went 2 times to the toilet and before taking the TA. my stomach was completely empty and it felt just right. there was no sickness at all.

later that day i had to answer the door. that was a bit stressful and afterwards i did what i usually do in stressful situations - drink a glass of water. i did this completely on autopilot and only realized when i was walking back to the bed. the point is: from then on i was sick. it was not bad as it was only water and not too much, but i was mildly sick for the rest of the day.

on my first flood (http://Ibogaine.club/index.php?topic=407.msg4107) i drank bottles of water, only to puke them out again. i had a hurtful experiences puking with an empty tummy many years ago and i thought that drinking the water will make it less hard/hurtful in the event that my body gets to that stage again. at the time i did not realize that i only got sick from the water - it just came out as it got in..

so, my lesson learned is: eat lightly the day before, drink enough. then sleep over it, wait for your stomach to empty - and don't drink anymore! then take the iboga. eat it - take it in small amounts, put them straight on your tongue, sip it down with small sips of water..

experience

my journey is my personal journey. it is not random in any sense, but purposeful. it is the meaning of my life. how strange that a plant would help un cover that meaning - or, is it?

there is no trust in my brain. my nervous system is wired in a hostile way. i can see nervous system in action, can see how, after i get uncomfortable in a position, when i turn around, my heart bumps harder as i had to make an effort. then i have to take a deeper breath. i see my nervous system doing this. it is controls it  - i see it raising my breast, taking a deeper breath. 

i see the process: living lights travel along the wiring down the network to the places where their action is required. they come in bundles, many, like minded - they are alive. they have awareness. they have intention. they have feeling. it's fear.

"was it right that i took a deep breath now?"  

but it is ok. i am ok. i was deeply hurt. but i am healing now. "yes, it is alright that you guys do the breathing. nothing wrong at all. well done. off you go. i love you. take care".

i had overcome my fear from my heartbeat during the flood dose, but it crept back in the last month. it twitched my muscles above my heart again on two occasions, fear rising, doing what it knows to do, what it is wired todo.

i had fear at the beginning of the session, but soon i was calm. the fear had no hard grip no more, the iboga is making me heal. there was no fight - it was already defeated the last time..

so i see the nervous structure there in my muscles on my left breast. i see it dark, purplish. the energy is not one of raging anger. it is dying as it was but not yet dead, not yet rebuild. it is in the process of being replaced/transformed. 

i realize: i did not trust the lights. the lights were afraid of doing something wrong. i thought there was something wrong with then. now i see that they can only be what there are made to be. the are made to go and do. by the wiring, the network, the big tree. the mother. and the mother is ill. but it is healing.

fear lingered behind my thoughts, my thoughts were surrounded by fear. no good environment to get born in, die in. it made the thoughts ill. no trust. but it s healing.

the confusion in my brain became apparent after the flood dose. but then, it seems there was an uprising of the thoughts an unification in purpose. "it is all good" they say "we can trust.". there is still so many. maybe, in the vastness of the tree they have some freedom: the freedom to not go back to the ill mother they did no trust. but go in circles round the branches. get old. loose light. loose feeling. get cold. yet, with the rest of their living energy, they hang on. ever so anxious.

"but it is all good. guys. don't you see? the mother is healing. do not worry. only good will come. give yourselves up. love the mother. go back to it, don't be afraid."

and i see the perfectly healthy mind: the thoughts come and go, they jump, they are bright and happy and they love the mother so much. they come and they go. back home back into the womb. they give themselves up. in perfect glory. and as such i react freely in the moment, with fresh thoughts just made for the purpose, happily doing their job. i act in the right way, i say the right thing, i move in the right way, i look in the right way, my voice is just right. i am good and healthy and happy.

i am still ill, but i am healing!
love you all,
mo

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sunnyhawk· 18 Jul 2026

Good info mo, thanks for sharing this one, very useful! I have to agree, during an exprience no water, or at the most, light sips of water is recommended, with an empty stomach. Peace

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earthyshore· 18 Jul 2026

I also only give room temp flds....

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wolfmoon· 18 Jul 2026

The water thing makes a lot of sense. I have read even when eating, you should wait 30 minutes after to drink a drink, because the water dilutes the acid in your stomach responsible for digestion. This may make drugs harder to absorb.

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nimbleforest43· 18 Jul 2026

awesome post mo, thanks!

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brightwillow· 18 Jul 2026

Faaaantatsic post mo, thank you.... I love reading these personal voyages, and I caught myself nodding and smiling often while looking at this thread. This is where I find myself most often when I have difficult 'trips' - I know, intellectually, that this is the case - but often the feelings of fear/mistrust are overwhelming. There is much to be learned here I think. Awesome post man, thanks alot!

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joellen_reads· 18 Jul 2026

yes - it seems i am wired to have difficult trips. my thoughts always looking behind their shoulders. or, not looking, but running away, from the fear behind them, just taking a fearful glance, only to turn away again fast, running in fear - paranoid. i had bad trips, even on grass, ever since a bad trip on LSD, about 15 years ago. i see now that they were knocking at the walls of my separated parts of my brain. a pre personal self that was born in fear and anger when i was beaten and screamed at as a very small child (less than 3 years). it shut down, locked up, frozen in those feelings. my personality that developed afterwards always lacked completeness, there was always something missing, but there was always the background feeling - locked up deeply, sabotaging my personal growth, the way i connected to people, used my senses, applied myself to my work. but the walls got cracks. and these feelings started leaking out - fear and paranoia. on the flood dose iboga finally opened up the cage fully. freed those degenerated parts of the brain. and a daemon rose - raging in ager. and we thought like enemies. and it shied back. but it was still here. but this time, on the 500mg, there was no fight anymore. no daemon. i finally looked behind, did not run away, looked at the fear, and it cleared. and every time it came back the thoughts looked behind, and it cleared. and i know now how to do this. it frees the thoughts, allows them to move freely. they don't have to run anymore. i am confused, i was confused ever since the cracks in the walls started pouring out thoughts from those parts of my brain. they are many, roaming my brain. not knowing what to do. but they have learned now. the message is spreading. thoughts are light. electric activity. born in the tree. the tree gives them consciousness and feeling and tells them what to do. they are meant to go and do and then return to the tree. joyfully. if this works right then the person simply reacts in the moment to the outside world - fresh thoughts made just for the purpose will make the person react in the right way. and it feels right and good. good and healthy lights do their job in a most natural way, like rain drops falling from the sky through a mill, making it turn, and then back into the sea, reuniting with the source. the tree gives birth to the electric lights sends them off and they travel through, do their job, and reunite. but if the lights are ill, then it is as if they change their electric charge. and what this does is that at the entry points, where they were meant to reunite, they bounce off. and they electrify/shock/burn the entry points, they hurt the tree. they were afraid to die, to give themselves up again. that is their way of preventing their death. unnatural and hurtful, they make the tree ill. but the message is spread. the cage is open. the fear is being cleared. new, healthy thoughts are pouring out, show them the way. and they learn. they are being energized, their electric charge put into balance, and they rejoice. there is still a lot of work to do, but it is being done. i am deeply thankful for my existence.

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claudie_drifts· 18 Jul 2026

That's a great gift you have there, Mo, that working metaphor of "the tree"....that will serve you well probably throughout your lifetime. I really relate to that one myself, being a person who has always loved gardening & nature tripping. I often see how people get so caught up treating the "symptoms" of whatever is wrong in their lives or in their societies and it's like cutting off the individual leaves that are discolored or diseased, instead of getting to "the root"of the matter & making sure that the tree has fertile ground to grow in. It's the same darn thing with allopathic medicine. Doctors prescribe a zillion different drugs to treat a zillion different symptoms instead of teaching their patients how to strengthen their immune systems.

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