The first time I did it I didn't exactly break through, but within seconds of vaporizing SWIM sitting outside his gazebo on a nice starry evening almost immediately saw a tendril like beam of blue translucent light just come out of nowhere waving like a sea weed only it was a column of light! SWIM saw it reaching down upon his belly with his eyes closed as it started to pull his consciousness upward, out of curiosity it flew upward and outward, then noticing as ghost voices began to spring into his mind, one telling him to be here how, through this one on one brotherly pep-talk SWIM felt compassion all around and laughed to himself 'Im on DMT, haha' in urgent gratitude- the guests of the hour seemed astonished of his commendable intuition and then one ghost actually tried walking away with it, first by what seemed like a yank and than a twist, but it seemed quite rude to say the least. Swim felt almost offended as the presence of their awkwardness became pronounced. Then they started yabbering making SWIM 'talk back' -unconsciously- SWIM caught himself replying "blah blah, oh yeah well I am a love monster" or something in his head then immediately became embarrassed after enduring their insane and sullen behavior .
Then he stopped and looked around at the world around him, the trees swaying softly in the breeze and was given a single token of infinite understanding after remembering how that brotherly pat on the back... it was that beyond the 5 senses the entire world could be made known by and was infact created by compassion and understanding. The abstract language to fit the lock of molecules did not seem to come to question by the suspension of this rule and of mathematical formulas.
Without confusion swim walked around and felt the world to be experienced in a way of art, SWIM almost felt trapped by all the possibilities, the world in all of it's mundane-ness became a sudden work of high art as if each thing or placement of things juxtaposed to one another man made or plant based became ironic coincidences. One thinks of Schopenhauer's Aestheitcs treatise in which the perciever lost in the object, forgetting all individuality or all sense of a self, of a body, while in aesthetic contemplation
DMT has much and everything to offer.
Then he stopped and looked around at the world around him, the trees swaying softly in the breeze and was given a single token of infinite understanding after remembering how that brotherly pat on the back... it was that beyond the 5 senses the entire world could be made known by and was infact created by compassion and understanding. The abstract language to fit the lock of molecules did not seem to come to question by the suspension of this rule and of mathematical formulas.
Without confusion swim walked around and felt the world to be experienced in a way of art, SWIM almost felt trapped by all the possibilities, the world in all of it's mundane-ness became a sudden work of high art as if each thing or placement of things juxtaposed to one another man made or plant based became ironic coincidences. One thinks of Schopenhauer's Aestheitcs treatise in which the perciever lost in the object, forgetting all individuality or all sense of a self, of a body, while in aesthetic contemplation
DMT has much and everything to offer.
