wet_rabbit
Rising Star
Hi. I'm just a guy from the American Midwest, a quiet, solitary guy sharing a small apartment with my girlfriend. I was brought here to the Nexus because DMT found me and I will soon be taking my first journeys. The manner in which this substance came into my life was a profound and challenging experience and I am still slowly integrating and accepting it. This has been a particular challenge because I have no fellow voyagers anymore and am pretty much alone when it comes to this end of the spectrum. I'm here to share my own experience with the hope of receiving insight from the experiences of others.
My drug experience is, for the most part, pretty standard. I started smoking dope in high school, and with the exception of a brief period of probation continued to smoke daily for a good 12 years now, maturing from a dirtweed chump to a chronic champion. I like weed. I first tried mushrooms shortly after school and immediately recognized something powerful and meaningful at work. From there I fooled around with acid for a bit, and spent a few months exploring what DXM had to offer (not much really) and eventually discovered morning glory. That was when I really began to learn things, to be able to integrate experiences, find meaning, sort the wheat from the chaff, learn the cypher, etc. and from there returned to mushrooms with a passion. Upon returning to mushrooms, I met Gaia and Pan and a plethora of other entities and experiences, the most recent of which is the topic at hand.
This last April 20th I felt the call of the wild and decided to eat about 5g of very potent cubes I had been saving. I was rewarded with the most beautiful and powerful trip I have experienced to date, the kind that really shattered my reality and showed me how much I don't know. In earlier experiences meeting a blue alien chick/angel/Mother Earth in my head, I thought I'd reached the limit, and I was very, very wrong. Many things happened on that trip, much of which I am still only remembering and putting into place, including the beginning of my introduction to DMT. There was a shooting star unlike any I had ever seen, more like a great white arcing pulse across the sky, a warm pure white pulse that had a presence, and I almost ignored it. As soon as I caught myself and gave it attention however, it became a full fledged presence, a solid white glow just beyond my field of vision, both in the night sky and within my own mind. It asked me if I wanted to be a God. I said yes, and immediately retracted, thinking, "How presumptuous and foolish of me. I'm going to pay dearly for this one, oh nononono," and suddenly Gaia smiled and pushed me towards the light, and I looked up at it and said yes. That's where the memory stops, although I know this was the point where things kicked into high gear and I started really, well, tripping balls. The end result, like most of my trips, boiled down to this: I am a Good man, despite my sins, my most valuable contribution to this planet is the love I share with my girl and my family, and these positive and beautiful trips are my reward for good behavior. Kinda like Santa gives me gifts for being good. Also, I had a super powered rubber band on my wrist that meant I need to propose to the old lady.
That experience stuck with me, and resonated with a lot of other little bits of wisdom and experience I've had. Somehow I know this is the path for me, and the more I try to talk about it, the less sane it sounds. Suffice to say, this shooting star had become my new white rabbit to chase, and I would have to catch it by being quick, ahead of the game, see it coming and grab it. A few weeks later, when visiting a guy to get stuff, there was a sudden flash across his face, and he looked me in the eyes and asked if I knew anything about DMT. Of course I had heard of it and was quite interested in the "psychedelic cannon". He gave me 100mg (mg right? about 2 doses anyway), saying he had had enough for himself, and I should take it for free, which I did. A few minutes later I was at home putting the stash away when I suddenly realized that the little bag of whitish powder in the center of my palm was very likely that shooting star.
So, like any good mad doctor, I started reading every bit of information I could find on Erowid, The Shroomery, and eventually here. Strolling through the forums and reading the Attitude page, I can tell that this is one of the most welcoming, open minded, supportive communities on the planet, the kind I might need to face the unfathomable trip before me, and maybe a place safe enough to share this experience. I know this gets asked all the time, but any advice for a first-timer would be very welcome. I would hate to make a simple mistake, push the wrong button and destroy my chances with this obviously sacred substance. I'm also a little anxious about the high speed acceleration of smoked DMT and am curious about methods for smoothing it out to ease my entry into these hallowed halls. Or maybe I'm a severely deluded fool and should go soak my head? Catch a shooting star indeed!
My drug experience is, for the most part, pretty standard. I started smoking dope in high school, and with the exception of a brief period of probation continued to smoke daily for a good 12 years now, maturing from a dirtweed chump to a chronic champion. I like weed. I first tried mushrooms shortly after school and immediately recognized something powerful and meaningful at work. From there I fooled around with acid for a bit, and spent a few months exploring what DXM had to offer (not much really) and eventually discovered morning glory. That was when I really began to learn things, to be able to integrate experiences, find meaning, sort the wheat from the chaff, learn the cypher, etc. and from there returned to mushrooms with a passion. Upon returning to mushrooms, I met Gaia and Pan and a plethora of other entities and experiences, the most recent of which is the topic at hand.
This last April 20th I felt the call of the wild and decided to eat about 5g of very potent cubes I had been saving. I was rewarded with the most beautiful and powerful trip I have experienced to date, the kind that really shattered my reality and showed me how much I don't know. In earlier experiences meeting a blue alien chick/angel/Mother Earth in my head, I thought I'd reached the limit, and I was very, very wrong. Many things happened on that trip, much of which I am still only remembering and putting into place, including the beginning of my introduction to DMT. There was a shooting star unlike any I had ever seen, more like a great white arcing pulse across the sky, a warm pure white pulse that had a presence, and I almost ignored it. As soon as I caught myself and gave it attention however, it became a full fledged presence, a solid white glow just beyond my field of vision, both in the night sky and within my own mind. It asked me if I wanted to be a God. I said yes, and immediately retracted, thinking, "How presumptuous and foolish of me. I'm going to pay dearly for this one, oh nononono," and suddenly Gaia smiled and pushed me towards the light, and I looked up at it and said yes. That's where the memory stops, although I know this was the point where things kicked into high gear and I started really, well, tripping balls. The end result, like most of my trips, boiled down to this: I am a Good man, despite my sins, my most valuable contribution to this planet is the love I share with my girl and my family, and these positive and beautiful trips are my reward for good behavior. Kinda like Santa gives me gifts for being good. Also, I had a super powered rubber band on my wrist that meant I need to propose to the old lady.
That experience stuck with me, and resonated with a lot of other little bits of wisdom and experience I've had. Somehow I know this is the path for me, and the more I try to talk about it, the less sane it sounds. Suffice to say, this shooting star had become my new white rabbit to chase, and I would have to catch it by being quick, ahead of the game, see it coming and grab it. A few weeks later, when visiting a guy to get stuff, there was a sudden flash across his face, and he looked me in the eyes and asked if I knew anything about DMT. Of course I had heard of it and was quite interested in the "psychedelic cannon". He gave me 100mg (mg right? about 2 doses anyway), saying he had had enough for himself, and I should take it for free, which I did. A few minutes later I was at home putting the stash away when I suddenly realized that the little bag of whitish powder in the center of my palm was very likely that shooting star.
So, like any good mad doctor, I started reading every bit of information I could find on Erowid, The Shroomery, and eventually here. Strolling through the forums and reading the Attitude page, I can tell that this is one of the most welcoming, open minded, supportive communities on the planet, the kind I might need to face the unfathomable trip before me, and maybe a place safe enough to share this experience. I know this gets asked all the time, but any advice for a first-timer would be very welcome. I would hate to make a simple mistake, push the wrong button and destroy my chances with this obviously sacred substance. I'm also a little anxious about the high speed acceleration of smoked DMT and am curious about methods for smoothing it out to ease my entry into these hallowed halls. Or maybe I'm a severely deluded fool and should go soak my head? Catch a shooting star indeed!
