Not I but We
Guy
I would say that I am an experienced DMT smoker (smoked it probably about 30-40 times). At first I smoked it out of a regular bowl with a layer of ash to stop the DMT from falling through the hole. This method is very amateur and had very inconsistent results. About 6 months ago I acquired what is basically a crack pipe. I place the DMT in the thin bowl and heat it through the glass. Now I consistently break through probably 9 out of 10 times. Not only that, but almost every time for the past 3 months or so I have been having the exact same trip more or less. This seriously confuses me because before hand every DMT trip was SO different in every way possible that it almost felt like I was taking a different drug every time haha. Anyway, this is what happens in this trip:
After smoking enough I am immediately sent to hyperspace. My body no longer exists. The first 5 or so times this happened I assumed that I was dead (after a this happened so may times i became so familiar with this trip and knew I wasn't dead). So if I died, and yet "I" am still here than this must be the after life. As soon as this thought enters my mind I begin hearing voices. A few times I actually saw the beings that these voices belonged to, however usually I would only hear the voices. Its always a few voices and there are male and female voices. Throughout the trip the female voice was always nurturing and comforting telling me that everything is ok. The male voice on the other hand tries to bestow on me some very important information. He would tell me that in this new realm time no longer exists. In this realm we exist in eternity. He explains that the previous realm was governed by the ego and thus was filled with greed and materialism. This realm is governed by passion and love and music is the tool that is used to keep everything in balance. Every time, I hear this exact same story. I should also note that because I am so focused on the voices I almost never remember any visual content. During the trip i contemplate what it would actually mean if we lived in eternity... Anything that we would want to know, we would know already. Our quest for knowledge would be over! Anything that may happen, will happen!
Last weekend I was at a music festival and at sunrise found a nice solitary place to blast off. Again I found myself talking to these beings except this time there were much more voices. The voice sounded much more... important, for lack of a better word to describe it. As I said, now when this happens I know that I am not dead, however i am still pretty unaware of my body. This time, for the first time, I actually respond to these voices. In this trip I have not crossed over to the next realm, but I am about to. Its about to happen any moment. They tell me that I have a very important role in the next realm, and for some reason the more important you are the more intense the transition is. They tell me to prepare for the most painful thing I will ever experience. I feel my body clench and all I can see is bright colors changing from yellow to red gradually until it becomes a deep fire red. This is it, I think to myself, but just as this explosive transition is about to happen everything stops... I dont remember how it transitions to the next scene, but now I see lots of gears and wheels spinning together. The voices tell me that I must figure some things out before I can transition to the next realm. It has to do with the fact that time is actually an illusion and doesnt actually exist. I must be able to fully comprehend this before I can transition into the next realm. They also tell me that although I can't see it I am actually sitting in front of a huge crowd that is watching me try to figure out this whole thing. I start asking questions about physics and time and such (I'm a mechanical engineer so I remember asking what seemed like fairly intelligent questions). The voices try to give me hints. Suddenly I realize that the voices have changed. I now hear my brothers voice, and the voice of an old friend i havent heard in years. They have already crossed over and theyre telling me they cant wait for me to figure it out. They are also giving me hints. I remember one of the hints was to not think about it and just say what comes to mind. So I start blurting out all sorts of things. Some make sense, others dont. Althought I didnt realize this until after the fact, but at this point im coming down from the DMT trip. As a result i become aware of my body and aware that my eyes are closed. Im still asking questions and hearing voices. I ask if perhaps i need to keep my eyes closed, and the sensory deprivation may help me solve this riddle. They actually confirm this and tell me to keep my eyes closed. I keep asking questions, but then suddenly it occurs to me that perhaps part of the riddle is not listening to their advice but doing what I think is right regardless. So I open my eyes, and BOOM. Back to reality. No more voices. I sat in silence for about an hour contemplating what had just happened.
My friend came out of the tent and asked if im ok. I say yea of course why wouldn't I be (I mean she had no way of knowing I had smoked DMT, or so i thought). She says to me: Dude, for about 20 minutes you were sitting there with your eyes closed talking out loud about the most rediculous things i've ever heard.
Apparently when I was responding to the voices, which like I said it was my first time doing so, I was actually speaking out loud. Must have been wild for her to hear only my side of the conversation...
After smoking enough I am immediately sent to hyperspace. My body no longer exists. The first 5 or so times this happened I assumed that I was dead (after a this happened so may times i became so familiar with this trip and knew I wasn't dead). So if I died, and yet "I" am still here than this must be the after life. As soon as this thought enters my mind I begin hearing voices. A few times I actually saw the beings that these voices belonged to, however usually I would only hear the voices. Its always a few voices and there are male and female voices. Throughout the trip the female voice was always nurturing and comforting telling me that everything is ok. The male voice on the other hand tries to bestow on me some very important information. He would tell me that in this new realm time no longer exists. In this realm we exist in eternity. He explains that the previous realm was governed by the ego and thus was filled with greed and materialism. This realm is governed by passion and love and music is the tool that is used to keep everything in balance. Every time, I hear this exact same story. I should also note that because I am so focused on the voices I almost never remember any visual content. During the trip i contemplate what it would actually mean if we lived in eternity... Anything that we would want to know, we would know already. Our quest for knowledge would be over! Anything that may happen, will happen!
Last weekend I was at a music festival and at sunrise found a nice solitary place to blast off. Again I found myself talking to these beings except this time there were much more voices. The voice sounded much more... important, for lack of a better word to describe it. As I said, now when this happens I know that I am not dead, however i am still pretty unaware of my body. This time, for the first time, I actually respond to these voices. In this trip I have not crossed over to the next realm, but I am about to. Its about to happen any moment. They tell me that I have a very important role in the next realm, and for some reason the more important you are the more intense the transition is. They tell me to prepare for the most painful thing I will ever experience. I feel my body clench and all I can see is bright colors changing from yellow to red gradually until it becomes a deep fire red. This is it, I think to myself, but just as this explosive transition is about to happen everything stops... I dont remember how it transitions to the next scene, but now I see lots of gears and wheels spinning together. The voices tell me that I must figure some things out before I can transition to the next realm. It has to do with the fact that time is actually an illusion and doesnt actually exist. I must be able to fully comprehend this before I can transition into the next realm. They also tell me that although I can't see it I am actually sitting in front of a huge crowd that is watching me try to figure out this whole thing. I start asking questions about physics and time and such (I'm a mechanical engineer so I remember asking what seemed like fairly intelligent questions). The voices try to give me hints. Suddenly I realize that the voices have changed. I now hear my brothers voice, and the voice of an old friend i havent heard in years. They have already crossed over and theyre telling me they cant wait for me to figure it out. They are also giving me hints. I remember one of the hints was to not think about it and just say what comes to mind. So I start blurting out all sorts of things. Some make sense, others dont. Althought I didnt realize this until after the fact, but at this point im coming down from the DMT trip. As a result i become aware of my body and aware that my eyes are closed. Im still asking questions and hearing voices. I ask if perhaps i need to keep my eyes closed, and the sensory deprivation may help me solve this riddle. They actually confirm this and tell me to keep my eyes closed. I keep asking questions, but then suddenly it occurs to me that perhaps part of the riddle is not listening to their advice but doing what I think is right regardless. So I open my eyes, and BOOM. Back to reality. No more voices. I sat in silence for about an hour contemplating what had just happened.
My friend came out of the tent and asked if im ok. I say yea of course why wouldn't I be (I mean she had no way of knowing I had smoked DMT, or so i thought). She says to me: Dude, for about 20 minutes you were sitting there with your eyes closed talking out loud about the most rediculous things i've ever heard.
Apparently when I was responding to the voices, which like I said it was my first time doing so, I was actually speaking out loud. Must have been wild for her to hear only my side of the conversation...
