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Iboga Testimonial Phillip

I really want to thank you Michelle, don’t ever forget what you do for people, you changed my life.  Me and my son are closer than ever, he said I was like a zombie.  I love you and have a great weekend!

Phillip


Iboga Testimonial Jonathan

Michelle,

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING LEGIT AND REAL! I was ripped off for $500,.00 from a other guy of the net. YOU have no idea how thankful I am to you!!!!!!!!!

Jonathan


Iboga Treatment

It’s been four days since my Iboga TA flood dose and I still feel fairly fatigued. Fuck, it pulls the energy out of every cell in the body. I went on a long walk yesterday and felt like I could fall asleep during my walk. My appetite is coming back and I am having my first cup of coffee.

The Iboga TA is very strong. After taking only a 400 mg taster dose in strawberry yoghurt around 11.30 pm on Thursday night, my senses were heightened after 30 minutes and I felt the effects of ataxia and at one point thought I wouldn’t be able to walk, although I managed okay. Soon enough, I was having a conversation with Jay and forgetting what I was saying seconds later. My voice sounded louder. The right words were coming out but I couldn’t concentrate on our conversation. I knew it was time for bed.

Earlier in the day I went for a flotation session and I think the long drive home stressed me out. Anyhow, after walking to my bedroom, nausea hit me hard and I vomited. Iboga is very bitter and it also smells fowl. I knew I wouldn’t be able to eat the reminder 2.6 grams in powder form so I encapsulated them.

Eventually, after vomiting a second time, I knew it was time for the final 2.6-gram dose. This was taken an hour and a half past the 400 mg. It’s best to stay in the darkness as the lights hurt the eyes. I saw bright lights around everything. I was hallucinating. I was sick again and felt afraid that I would vomit the Iboga capsules almost immediately, since just imagining how I had managed to eat the powder made me gag.  Water tasted disgusting and I washed the capsules down with 500 ml of water, but felt like the capsules were stuck in my throat. I laid down and tried not to move, but with the constant feeling of nausea, it’s difficult to get comfortable. Perhaps I should have done a little more research. I guess after two hours, I vomited the Iboga. Then continued vomiting every 30 to 60 minutes with ongoing nausea. I couldn’t keep down any water but I managed to walk to the toilet twice for a piss.

Eventually around 2.00 am on Saturday morning, the sickness had subsided. I felt incredibly weak and fatigued, but so grateful that I may now be able to absorb some liquid. Bottled water made me gag, it’s best to mix with some cordial.

My mind felt calm and I certainly felt no urge to cave at my skin. Saturday morning, I woke up early and there was no dizziness as I walked. I can’t say I experienced many hallucinations except viewing swirling energy around everything, but at one point I did notice a blanket of another person covering me with her head over my shoulder. She was clutching me hard like she couldn’t escape. Every time I vomited, it was followed with intense coughing. At times, I had to purge just to experience ten minutes of relief.

Saturday morning I ate one and a half cracker and drank some more water. During the end of the day, I felt a little sickness but nothing came up. There is absolutely no hunger during the Iboga experience, but I started to wonder if I would ever manage to keep down water since I went almost two days without water during the experience.

On Saturday, my hand did creep to some old scabs on my body, but I quickly realised that this would take more willpower than I thought. I still haven’t succumbed to the temptation, although it is there, although not as strongly. Maybe Iboga has done more work than I thought it would, or perhaps I didn’t give it time to absorb into my system, but there’s no way to stop the sickness once it starts. Next time, if I do take it again, I will definitely buy some ginger beer and take an anti-nausea tablet.

I’ve not got the concentration I wanted, and the sadness is still deep within me, but the thoughts of death have disappeared and now I have the choice of whether to let anxiety beat me. It is a powerful medicine and it does release a lot of toxins.


Iboga World Testimonial Michael

Michelle & The Iboga World Team,
Thanks again for everything and I just wanted to say that I’m so happy to say I can wake up without cravings and have begun turning my life around basically immediately. I did ibogaine once in mexico but it was a much smaller dose and getting a higher dose and the full experience helped so much. I can’t express how grateful I am for you guys. You are doing a wonderful service and coming from a habit of heroin, a half gram a day, to the next day not feeling any negative effects is unbelievable and I owe it all to you guys. Without you it would have either cost of fortune or wouldn’t have been possible and I could have been doomed to a life of addiction. So thanks again and best wishes. Michael


Iboga Treatment Testimonial Alexander and Family

Hi Michelle..just a quick hello to let you guys know how i did after my treatment..today is Feb 4th 2012..i did my treatment July 4th last year..ive been methadone free since and off everything else..life is amazing..id like to thank you all..your service is invaluable..keep up the great work..Michelle..id like to thank you personally for your phone calls..they kept me going..hopefully i get a chance to thank you on the phone in the future..Cheers.. Alexander and Family


Ibogaine Testimonial Jeffrey

I took the Ibogaine per your instructions and it worked very well. I am free of methadone addiction and I am going to meetings to help me cope with not using again. I have friends who have seen me afterward and they cannot believe how well it worked and what a better person I seem to be. Thank you so so so much. I never could have kicked methadone without your product.
Jeffrey


George

Hello Iboga World
I am really pleased with the quality I received from you.
George


Paul

Hello Iboga World

Thank you for the good’ safe delivery of my parcel’

I look forward to speaking with you again soon’

Good energies to you’

Be Well!

Paul +


Brian

Dear Iboga World ,
Thanks again for such a knock out job with your customer service.
You all are true professionals and its been a pleasure thus far doing business with you.
Sincerly ,
Brian


Iboga World Ibogaine Treatment Tommy

Amazingly professional service. The order arrived 5 days after purchase. The treatment information was very useful and Michelle was superb. Overall, you guys are great. The Ibogaine I bought seems to be of extremely good quality since I seem to have lost my cravings for alcohol and tobacco. I am also so happy and confident. A lot of changes.

 

Bellow there is a short report of my experience that you are allowed to publish in your forum if you wish.

Once again, thank you.

 

Tommy

My Iboga Experience

I took 1 gram of Ibogaine HCL and split it in half. Than mixed 500 mg of HCL with 1 gram of Ibogaine TA and took it. Then, separated a similar dose for an hour later. In about 30 minutes I started to feel a little weird and a metallic noise in my ear. In about 45 minutes I could hear the drums. I remember being amazed of how realistic they sounded. It was like they were being played in my ear drums literarily; then as I looked around things started to shake really fast. The ceiling was like a river of yellow thick cement, I could see it moving. My body was really heavy by now.

My housemate was sitting for me and a big mistake I now realise was because of us being good friends I could not resist in talking to him about what was happening. I realise now the full experience comes with absolute no lights and no conversation. I also moved around a lot.

Having said that, the things that I saw and the feelings I experienced are hard to describe in a way that makes any justice to the magnitude of them. But I will try my best.

After the drums and the furniture in the bedroom starting to really vibrate, I saw a huge spider walking on the corner of the wall above my bed. I looked at it and it vanished. My arms were moving around leaving a trace, like in those 1980s sci-fi movies. The music that was playing, my selection of life-tracks for this experience, was now sounding really weird and saying all kinds of stuff that wasn’t really in the song. My sound system has an LCD display that now displayed “FEARS”. I decided to stop playing around and closed my eyes. It was then that I saw an angel. It was a she. She was huge and blue with long blue hair and a dress which the gown extended far away from her body as she stood completely quiet in the air. She was looking up and I was not afraid of her … was just a bit amazed with the vision. I wish I knew who she was.

Then the face of this black man on his 50s with a brown beard, brown thick coat and a staff kept appearing to me. There were a lot of people speaking in my ear by now. Like tens of them at once. I didn’t understand a word; it might not have been English. I closed my eyes again and started seeing these African women dressed in amazingly good looking costumes. I have never seen Bwiti woman dancing, but was shocked with the resemblance today when I watched this video: httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZMCArzqVeI The details in my vision were so vivid it felt like I was really there. So much that I would open my eyes scared to be sucked out of my house into that place. Closing my eyes again I notice I had interrupted the vision and another one was in place. I saw a guy standing in the corridor of an abandon building from a ghetto somewhere. It was really dark. But then a bunch of chains attached to his torso were pulled and he was left with flesh wounds and holes with dripping blood everywhere. When I looked to the side, the black man was there again. But he didn’t seem very happy with me. As if I wasn’t paying the experience the reverence and respect it deserved, which now I sadly know it is true. I feel like this man wanted my time fully dedicated to him and what he wanted to show me but I kept talking to my housemate.

One hour passed and I was in a completely different world. Although I could function (barely) in this reality, I wasn’t really here. I think only who went can understand what I am saying. Like this reality is endlessly distant and so insignificant it is just a bother.

My housemate brought me the second dose; I took a sip and vomited all I had ingested and lied back down. The real bad part started then; lots of sex and people being nasty everywhere. I felt like looking at this existence from above and seeing how lost we really are. People’s worshiping of sexual organs and striving to fit in and to save their egos. I saw lots of really detailed sex of all kinds, but all I felt was sadness and repulsion. Sadness because all these people were trying to connect their souls by using their bodies, then the body gain a temporary satisfaction but they have to do it again, and again, and again, and it looked to me the this life was so insignificant and foolish in the way we are living it that I still see everything different now. I’m a bit lost…

I realised then that I could not AT ALL relate to those people. It was like they were not of my kind. I was a spirit, and so vastly superior. The black man tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to the right. I saw my spirit with his left arm around the black man’s shoulder looking at me and smiling. It was blue and beautifully perfect. I immediately knew it was me. There was no question about it. But despite the smile, it could never be compared with this body. Compared to the spirit, this body is but a dirty, broken, machine that does not stand to the quality standards of its model. Nevertheless we are constantly identifying ourselves with a body and with our thoughts, be they conscious or subconscious.

The thing that saddened me the most was the realization the most of us are completely dead and will never wake up. We could be having so much fun in here if we only knew what really matters. I was given many metaphors, and one of them was that of purpose. This existence is plagued by a meaningless execution of tasks until we die. They are meaningless because we do not really know the meaning of them. We think we do, but we don’t. So we go to college to get a job, a job to get a life, a life to be happy, and then …. We are NOT happy. That is because happiness is separate from all of the material. We do the material out of love, not fear; abundance, not scarcity; joy, not sadness. Everything springs from within, and everything is within.

The last concept is hard to understand. But there is not really anything outside at all. It is all inside the mind.

I was shown a series of short movies, each one more crazy, abstract, and surprising than the other. But each one ended with an epiphany. I remember talking, explaining to my roommate my epiphanies. My eyes were closed but I could see him in the chair looking at me. I remember thinking about who was it that was talking. My eloquence was powerful and sharp. There was too much confidence. And when my lips were moving I was freaking out inside trying to figure who was saying all those things.

About 3 hours in I saw myself walking alongside the black man in a very wet forest with vegetation everywhere and we were walking on a small road full of mud. I started to talk to my housemate again but this time the black man really did not like it. It was almost like mockery what I was doing. And I did not see him again.

Suddenly I was standing in front of a being. I remember being his size, but he was a giant. In front of him was a counter with a line of hundreds of glowing blue light blue dots. The being asked, “Which one of these do you think is you?” I pointed to somewhere a little off the upper side of the counter where there were no lights to which he said, “That’s right.” Immediately, my vision became like a speeding telescope into the place I pointed. Then I started to see tiny particles, then these particles became celestial bodies, and passing very fast by them into much smaller worlds the earth, which was infinitely smaller then everything else I saw. It stopped at the earth, but I knew it could keep on going to the equally, vastly smaller. After that vision I was saddened to notice we do not know anything of real importance. And most things we care about in our daily lives will never even be noticed because they are purposeless and meaningless. We are governed by the illusion we created – deeply lost in it.

The vision carried on until 5am. I took Ibogaine at 7:15pm the previous night. The minutes felt like hours and the hours like days. There was no sleeping, but I felt as good as when you are deeply asleep, although fully conscious. My mind went a thousand mph until 9am when I decided I felt good enough to get up and pee. Boy was I wrong about that. I was really still very much deep in. Right now is 11 pm on the night after Iboga. I am still very much high and the music sounds weird and scary … Too fast sometimes. The outside world looks like a painting – not real. I can’t stop processing data, so I decided to write this.

So far I have concluded that my life’s purpose is to wake other people up. I am not yet fully awaken, but I will get there. It is also my life’s purpose to have as much fun as I can in the planet completely free of my ego. I had another epiphany this morning that made me angry. It came to me in the form of the following message, “The mind is powerful in its ability to create. It created the Ego with impeccable skill. Beware of the Ego. It thinks up ways of sabotaging your awareness of its existence on the subconscious levels. It has an array of resources you have made available to it such as emotions, thoughts, creativity, and even your free will. It is by far more powerful and robust than you can perceive, because it won’t let you perceive such truth as it threatens its existence. But knowledge of the ego dissolves it – like darkness in the presence of light.”

I am not feeling happy and upbeat, as I hoped I would be. But I’m not really sure what I am feeling to be honest. I am not the same person, that’s for sure. I just don’t know who I am at the moment.

Will take the second dose in 7 days. Hope will be a happier one. And I hope the black man forgives me. I decided to postpone my Ayahuasca retreat to October.