DMT just played a practical joke on me.

[Platypus1]

I had some bizarre experiences on DMT, but nothing as strange as the one I had today.

I loaded 50 mg in my machine made out of a airplane size Hennessy bottle, the same one I used a bunch of times before. I held a good toke for about 20 seconds and started feeling it slowly coming on, took a second toke and held it for another 20 seconds but nothing was changing. I thought it was strange because normally by this time I'm in pretty deep. Took another one and same thing. I'm thinking, okay something isn't right. waited for a few seconds and took another one.

As I'm doing it all of a sudden I realize that the Hennessy bottle that I'm holding in my hand is actually something else, totally different shape than the one I have. Then I notice that the lighter is different as well. I'm beginning to freak out a little bit, What the hell is going on? I look around and notice that I'm in a unfamiliar room, no signs of any colors or the normal DMT type visuals at all, It's just some room with white walls and a door that looks like it's made out of metal. As I was trying to figure out what was happening I noticed a giggling sound coming from the other side of the door, but I know that I'm home alone. This was going on for 12 minutes (I write down the start time) and as suddenly as it began it just stopped.

I'm pretty disturbed by what happened because I literally thought that I completely lost my mind.

Anybody ever had something like this? :shock:

 

[endlessness]

Yeah I've had similar things happening to me.

Once I smoked DMT without concentrating much or setting my intentions straight. Suddenly I see myself in a room, with some weird but 'normal' objects. There was a child wooden horse, and a vinyl player, and other such things like this. It was like DMT 'dressed' itself with normal clothes, I think as a result of me smoking it with a crude intention that could somehow be translated as 'I wanna see pretty colors'. So DMT was saying to me: 'This is way more than just colors, see? We can dress up any way we want'

Is it possible you weren't preparing yourself properly for this experience?

 

[Platypus1]

Yeah I've had similar things happening to me.

Once I smoked DMT without concentrating much or setting my intentions straight. Suddenly I see myself in a room, with some weird but 'normal' objects. There was a child wooden horse, and a vinyl player, and other such things like this. It was like DMT 'dressed' itself with normal clothes, I think as a result of me smoking it with a crude intention that could somehow be translated as 'I wanna see pretty colors'. So DMT was saying to me: 'This is way more than just colors, see? We can dress up any way we want'

Is it possible you weren't preparing yourself properly for this experience?

You know now that I think about it... I came across an article about different types of magic when I decided to check out hyperspace today. As I was loading the machine I was thinking about how silly some people are for believing that spells actually work in real life.

lol DMT didn't play a joke on me, it showed me a magic trick...

Unbelievable!

 

[Baktun14]

This delay of trip onset has occurred few times to me now and one time in particular.

I had been doing extractions for myself by the time this had happened and had voyaging at least once day. Breaking through had happened half a dozen times and I started to develop preferences on ways this tricky tool was used best, freebase device delivers a concentrated enough vapor but constrict the breathing motions from sheer harshness and pre-flight anxiety was under control. So I reckoned had enough composer to have a question and hold on to it along the ride, I ask if this plenum higher construct of matter & time if there is traces of it in view of "normal reality" the day in day out kind of deal. I wanted the excitement & visual awe one gets when the eureka moment happens, but for things taken for granted.

Setting is crucial, figuring enlightenment is as comfortable as one can get I took my time that day getting every thought wrestled with and settled down. The spot was a mildly comfortable chair in the loft with only a single window at the end of the other room, it was past mid-day and the lighting was dim, enough on couldn't read small print without a light aid. I had brought up extra freebase for hope to revisit where ever i get to, I focus solely on my breath for a minute or two before ignition.

Lighting the bowl is somewhat of an art as it is open top and combustion of the freebase is very real so I take real long steady breaths of air in to not make the flame jump around much and cause damage. A loaded bowl usually can get to me before well before all the freebase is sizzling at the edge of the screen, but this time I had managed in couple breaths to pretty much clean the screen and other the start energy of the tingling throat and lung nerves I clearly felt I wasn't coming up as my senses weren't buzzing, couldn't feel any edge of plain being contorted.

Convinced I must had burned most of it even though I kept the flame away, I loaded the bowl again and with all the precision of my focus I melted the freebase DmT to light sizzle by the time I was holding this breath in 2 minutes had past since I started to heat the first bowl. As I slowly released my breath I remember thinking that my thought rate is still clear and steady as ever, as if I some how missed the pick-up to the experience and then a diminishing feeling defeat of that I really don't know what I doing at all. I then sat back in bored state wondering what next? As my mind began to drift a bubbling blue fractal took over my vision in 1.5 seconds and rippled away to the dome area which 20 some odd elf entities exuding that they were not only just here but have roots to all the places change happens. Then blue rippling fractal took over my vision again and dissipated to reveal the 3rd person view of the building I am in but in a thunderstorm showing it deteriorate over the years the rain storms, showing me time with water flattens the landscape as the energy flows to low points. Showing the same forces destroy an old wooden ship in a faster manner and I was "told" that it is only the water which sees the light and capture its warmth can travel high to dispel its energy upon the land which with time can move mountains. After the real and crisp realizations of how different lines of sediment came to be the vision returned to the dome the entities put forth that the issue is not how there energy is vibrant, radiant and blinding to us walking and moving around viewing all the processes. Instead how each choice and movement of change I viewed accumulates to changes in the build up of energy in "there" plain reality and energy. For as sudden it came apparent the experience disappeared unusually quick in almost a snap, left with only the feeling of confidence in myself as each decision reverberates far and the passing of time is felt by the measurement of decisions being made.

The thought of this experience is the trick of how it is trick when i am not paying attention, of how when I let my eye of the ball that the moment the critical decision happens and timing is everything.
After all of this I ponder how much endogenous DMT in waking life has effect with our attention, but ensuing this experience I was so stoked by the apparent implications it pointed out in my life it was a year till i ventured again with vapor.

 

[Wax]

Yes, I had something similar happen once. I was smoking multiple pre-measured doses successively and each time I would dip my screen into the crystals I would hold the lighter up to melt them in and they would be gone. I thought they kept falling off so I kept loading more and then I realized that they were melting into the screen before I had even sparked the flame.... I figured DMT read my mind and did it for me so I took a huge toke and the vapor seemed to vanish into thin air. I was completely unsure what happened, or if I had even smoked anything. Everything seemed normal except I felt that I was someone else stuck inside my body (however that works), until I closed my eyes and experienced geometry so insanely overwhelming I couldn't bare to keep my eyes closed.

I was convinced that it was real magic for quite some time afterward.

 

[Global]

Once I smoked DMT without concentrating much or setting my intentions straight. Suddenly I see myself in a room, with some weird but 'normal' objects. There was a child wooden horse, and a vinyl player, and other such things like this. It was like DMT 'dressed' itself with normal clothes, I think as a result of me smoking it with a crude intention that could somehow be translated as 'I wanna see pretty colors'. So DMT was saying to me: 'This is way more than just colors, see? We can dress up any way we want'

I get a room like that too, so I drew this drawing (it's in my gallery too). Didn't draw the rocking horse in there for nothing :d

 

[Humble Hermit]

:shock: wow guys reading some of these experiences about the "Room" is quite fascinating. I have a question for you all though, when you find yourself in this "room" do you feel scared, or uneasy in any way?

peace

 

[HappyHimitsu]

This sounds amazing people, and is getting me more and more excited for the 'first time'.

 

[Sykosis]

:shock: wow guys reading some of these experiences about the "Room" is quite fascinating. I have a question for you all though, when you find yourself in this "room" do you feel scared, or uneasy in any way?

peace

It is definetly a possibility as with any psychedelic your emotions can run wild. But generally everything is so fast that anyone emotion isn't their for long and fades to another. In the event you do become fearful, try to relax and focus on your breathing helps me every time.

This sounds amazing people, and is getting me more and more excited for the 'first time'.

It is good to enter the experience with a measure of excitement but also a measure of respect. I almost always recommend new travelers prepare themselves the best they can prior then take the plunge. put 25-30mg in your preferred vaping apparatus and go for it. I find starting too slow tends to scare people off because at lower doses it can be a quite uncomfortable feeling and experience.

 

[Platypus1]

Once I smoked DMT without concentrating much or setting my intentions straight. Suddenly I see myself in a room, with some weird but 'normal' objects. There was a child wooden horse, and a vinyl player, and other such things like this. It was like DMT 'dressed' itself with normal clothes, I think as a result of me smoking it with a crude intention that could somehow be translated as 'I wanna see pretty colors'. So DMT was saying to me: 'This is way more than just colors, see? We can dress up any way we want'

I get a room like that too, so I drew this drawing (it's in my gallery too). Didn't draw the rocking horse in there for nothing :d

That's truly amazing... You were in the same room? :surprised:

What happened to me was different though. I thought that somebody switched the bottle and the lighter I was holding in my hands without me noticing. I did not feel like I was on DMT at all, I felt like I went crazy literally. I kept looking at the lighter and the bottle and I couldn't believe it because both were completely different than what I KNEW I started out with.

And the room that I was in resembled like something you see in the movies about nuthouses.. All white walls, no windows, no furniture, just one metal door. And somebody was behind the door giggling.

I had experienced all kinds of things in my journeys. from alien abductions-like to dying-like to flying trough outer space, but nothing compares to this one. It was so real that I'm afraid to do it again. I'm taking a break indefinitely.

 

[LibertyforAll]

I was just reading a post; amazing as almaost all are - about one experience where our poor traveller found himself in a cave, with a door(common element!) at the end. As he passed through the door, he found a demon on the other side, it was writing on a list and told the traveller he had sold his soul and was now on the list.
A fellow traveller compared this entity as possibly being the bouncer at the door of a rave.
Another told a story of feelings of terrible guilt and shame flooding him before he broke through, and then when he finally did he found it was a small elf boy whispering these thoughts into his mind.

Maybe it was a couple teenage elf tricksters that switched your pipe and locked you in a box?

Add - here's the thread. Mobile connection doesn't make these things easy on me
Disturbing Encounter with Demon-like Entity - DMT Experiences - Welcome to the DMT-Nexus