Mugen
Rising Star
Hi everybody :lol:
I have been learning about DMT for some time and recently I was able acquire some for my personal use (soon I hope to extract for myself. I want to thank a1pha for hammering this home). In the past week it has opened me up to soo much. Having passed by this site passively here and there, I decided to join so that I could connect to all you great people out there who have witnessed the same things. I have no one to share with in this way, so I'm happy that I found this community today of all days. Please allow me to share my recent experience.
Today's trip was a lesson in humility. The moment I was aware I had taken off, my reflection was looking back at me as if it was the universe personified in my own image, it wanted me to see everything around me and how it was all connected, and the moment I grasped what it wanted me to see, it took everything apart. I was startled as everything I thought I knew dissolved away in a dancing kaleidoscopic manner. Then negative thoughts began to take over (thoughts of real people in my life who cared about me and those who looked up to me and those who I simply pass by each day all seeing me truly naked) and as I tried to reach to the pillows and the blankets for comfort, it was as if they turned on me, literally and figuratively. They were still dancing, mocking and poking fun at me. I couldn't grab these tools I needed as they began mathematically folding into themselves with every attempt at grabbing it. I curled up in the fetal position pushing my face into the pillow allowing myself to semi-drown in it with heavy moaning, and it was only then that I was able to let go. I thanked the universe for nursing me, and showing me what I saw. That was the Ego death I was told of. As I regained consciousness, I began to pick up the pieces. I then realized Its my life that I need to pick up. I needed to organize my life. and to take control of the simple things I have control over; My Body, My Home, My Work, and My Education. this is the foundation of my life. and I have been taking it for granted. and I am thankful for being able to experience this lesson. And with that a car drove by pumping Swedish House Mafia's "Don't You Worry Child {x2} cause heavens got a plan for you" at full blast, passing at a distance.
I cleaned my home and called my mother, as I often don't take it upon myself to do. Speaking to my parents comforted me. When they complemented my intelligence I had trouble accepting it as it only served to boost my ego, which I preferred to have left it dead within the folds of my blanket. And I miss that I couldn't thank them for always being there for me, as this would have raised their apprehensions. Now feeling better after conversing with my parents, I had to go back in.
This time I came from a position of new found respect, turning off the lights with only my lighter to guide me, I began to warm the machine. As I began to take off again while still suckling at the teat of mother universe, I became this native, shaman, witch doctor and as this doctor I felt at peace. And I noticed the dark shrouded figures that danced around my room, the sound of diamonds sprinkling around me as it did before when my reflection took apart existence, as I knew it. Only this time I accepted it, although understanding it proved difficult, I accepted it. With that I began deep meditation. I could really appreciate the deep hum I focused in the core of my stomach, as my energy expelled to the world around me. And I returned, still meditating. Then I parked my spaceship in a box with its Fuel, it needed a break.
Thanks for reading. And to all you pilots out there, Fly Safe.
I have been learning about DMT for some time and recently I was able acquire some for my personal use (soon I hope to extract for myself. I want to thank a1pha for hammering this home). In the past week it has opened me up to soo much. Having passed by this site passively here and there, I decided to join so that I could connect to all you great people out there who have witnessed the same things. I have no one to share with in this way, so I'm happy that I found this community today of all days. Please allow me to share my recent experience.
Today's trip was a lesson in humility. The moment I was aware I had taken off, my reflection was looking back at me as if it was the universe personified in my own image, it wanted me to see everything around me and how it was all connected, and the moment I grasped what it wanted me to see, it took everything apart. I was startled as everything I thought I knew dissolved away in a dancing kaleidoscopic manner. Then negative thoughts began to take over (thoughts of real people in my life who cared about me and those who looked up to me and those who I simply pass by each day all seeing me truly naked) and as I tried to reach to the pillows and the blankets for comfort, it was as if they turned on me, literally and figuratively. They were still dancing, mocking and poking fun at me. I couldn't grab these tools I needed as they began mathematically folding into themselves with every attempt at grabbing it. I curled up in the fetal position pushing my face into the pillow allowing myself to semi-drown in it with heavy moaning, and it was only then that I was able to let go. I thanked the universe for nursing me, and showing me what I saw. That was the Ego death I was told of. As I regained consciousness, I began to pick up the pieces. I then realized Its my life that I need to pick up. I needed to organize my life. and to take control of the simple things I have control over; My Body, My Home, My Work, and My Education. this is the foundation of my life. and I have been taking it for granted. and I am thankful for being able to experience this lesson. And with that a car drove by pumping Swedish House Mafia's "Don't You Worry Child {x2} cause heavens got a plan for you" at full blast, passing at a distance.
I cleaned my home and called my mother, as I often don't take it upon myself to do. Speaking to my parents comforted me. When they complemented my intelligence I had trouble accepting it as it only served to boost my ego, which I preferred to have left it dead within the folds of my blanket. And I miss that I couldn't thank them for always being there for me, as this would have raised their apprehensions. Now feeling better after conversing with my parents, I had to go back in.
This time I came from a position of new found respect, turning off the lights with only my lighter to guide me, I began to warm the machine. As I began to take off again while still suckling at the teat of mother universe, I became this native, shaman, witch doctor and as this doctor I felt at peace. And I noticed the dark shrouded figures that danced around my room, the sound of diamonds sprinkling around me as it did before when my reflection took apart existence, as I knew it. Only this time I accepted it, although understanding it proved difficult, I accepted it. With that I began deep meditation. I could really appreciate the deep hum I focused in the core of my stomach, as my energy expelled to the world around me. And I returned, still meditating. Then I parked my spaceship in a box with its Fuel, it needed a break.
Thanks for reading. And to all you pilots out there, Fly Safe.
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