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The Epic Rise and Fall of a Dark-Web Psychedelics Kingpin
Interdimensional travel, sex with aliens, communion with God. Anything is possible with just a sprinkle of DMT. Akasha Song’s secret labs made millions of doses—and dollars—until the feds showed up.
He approached all travel with a kind of childlike glee, but this trip in April of 2021 had a special purpose: Akasha believed José was taking him to a farm where he grew a tree called jurema preta, whose inner root bark is known for its high concentrations of N,N-Dimethyltryptamine, or DMT. Most people still didn’t know what this three-letter substance was, so Akasha would often have to enter vacuum-cleaner salesman mode to make a deal: He’d offer a prospective customer a sample, they’d smoke it in front of him, and he’d wait 15 or 20 minutes for them to return from their trip and become conscious enough to actually buy a gram for $100. From Craigslist, Akasha rented a huge, three-story house on South Austin’s Convict Hill with giant oak trees in the back yard, a view of the city from his bedroom’s balcony, the sun streaming into its windows from three directions, and gallery lighting for his growing art collection.
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