Pupa
Rising Star
Firstly, thanks very much to this site and all it's members. The knowledge that's shared here has been invaluable to me - and I'm sure to many others as well. I'm sorry if I make any mistakes here; it's my first post so I'm slightly apprehensive about sharing on a site that I've gleaned SO much from for the past few months; and I know most people on here are way more experienced in various ways than I am.
I'm writing though, to share my first experience and also to ask a question, hoping that someone can relate.
As always, it's difficult to put into words. And it's only now, I realise how true other people's words were, in their trip reports. I would read something like "reality dissolved away" and I would think "oh wow, that's amazing" - and it's only now that I realise what that actually means, and the gravity of it.
The main thing I'm asking about is this: For a lot of the experience, it felt like having "parents". Everything would be La-la-lovely, this is what happens when you do good. Then some part of my brain would activate (my ego? my rational brain? I don't know) and then I would feel discomfort, pain, UGH..horrible, - this is what happens when you do bad - you wanna keep goin? ok? more pain - is he going to learn?
And I actually had a hard time with it. I found it really difficult - and failed miserably to "slip into" the lala beautiful happy times that they wanted me to. I've been a rebellious person in real life, in a very *petty* kind of way - so I regret that I found that difficult and I definitely failed.
I just wonder if anybody else can relate to this?
Not to mention the fact that ....... my god... this is ... something else.
Maybe I just needed a good ass kicking. But my god, I really had no idea.
The chunk of the experience is lost, but I suppose "reality was stripped away" would be the biggest understatement ever... It became something else and it wasn't anything to do with this reality.
It's very hard not to be convinced that this isn't just a drug.
Thanks again for any help. And apologies for how naive this probably sounds.
Any replies - advice, criticism, support would be welcome. I'm not sure if I'll ever smoke dmt again, but will remain fascinated for a long time
Thanks for letting me post
I'm writing though, to share my first experience and also to ask a question, hoping that someone can relate.
As always, it's difficult to put into words. And it's only now, I realise how true other people's words were, in their trip reports. I would read something like "reality dissolved away" and I would think "oh wow, that's amazing" - and it's only now that I realise what that actually means, and the gravity of it.
The main thing I'm asking about is this: For a lot of the experience, it felt like having "parents". Everything would be La-la-lovely, this is what happens when you do good. Then some part of my brain would activate (my ego? my rational brain? I don't know) and then I would feel discomfort, pain, UGH..horrible, - this is what happens when you do bad - you wanna keep goin? ok? more pain - is he going to learn?
And I actually had a hard time with it. I found it really difficult - and failed miserably to "slip into" the lala beautiful happy times that they wanted me to. I've been a rebellious person in real life, in a very *petty* kind of way - so I regret that I found that difficult and I definitely failed.
I just wonder if anybody else can relate to this?
Not to mention the fact that ....... my god... this is ... something else.
Maybe I just needed a good ass kicking. But my god, I really had no idea.
The chunk of the experience is lost, but I suppose "reality was stripped away" would be the biggest understatement ever... It became something else and it wasn't anything to do with this reality.
It's very hard not to be convinced that this isn't just a drug.
Thanks again for any help. And apologies for how naive this probably sounds.
Any replies - advice, criticism, support would be welcome. I'm not sure if I'll ever smoke dmt again, but will remain fascinated for a long time
Thanks for letting me post