Jambra
Rising Star
Last month I had my first DMT experience. I smoked freebase DMT crystal surrounded by Changa herbs through a bong all in one large hit and I was in another realm before I exhaled. I was alone for this experience as I have been for all my first psychedelic experiences.
When I fell back as soon as my head hit the bed I forgot I had smoked DMT I recall seeing my sister and close friends circling me looking down upon me, I was certain I was dying and all I could do was look back at them as dark silhouettes to a white washed background staring down at me with sorrow.
My eyes must have been slowly opening and closing as I passed out as I remember having the sense of fading from them with each fade lasting longer than the last before finally being fully engulfed by this dark and empty realm.
Everything was dark but there were definitely visuals, moving patterns that seemed neither far away or close.. I viewed them in the same way that you would view an object in your bedroom with the lights off; you know it is there but can only just make it out. Looking into the patterns gave me the feeling of falling in whichever direction I looked. There was absolutely nothing else there, I was not even there I was a part of "it" this was death and it made complete sense to me "Of course! Death is nothing, this is nothing. How else would it be? You cease to exist" those weren't my very first thoughts though they were "I'm dead.. FUCK! I'm dead!" I remember hearing this echo for what felt like eternity I distinctly remember wishing I had thought something else as that was an unpleasant thing to hear echo for the rest of eternity.
The thing is I was for the most part okay with that environment, or rather I accepted it. The thing that truly hurt me was the loneliness, I was absolutely alone I had never felt so far away and so certain that I would never meet another living entity ever again.
Everything felt like it was moving at this point I was expanding as if I were the universe and spinning like a quasar while continuously collapsing in on myself at an accelerating rate and this felt like it went on for an extremely long time it was immensely uncomfortable. I really feel like my soul had returned to the universe and became one with literally everything a complete overload.
After what felt like an eternity I came to the realisation that I must find some peace in this chaos because it was never going to stop and unless I could find some form of peace I would surely go insane. Having that realisation was calming in itself as if the fact that I was aware of that was enough and I had all the time in the world to find it because there was no time I looked within myself for anything that felt good in any way and I found my memories.
Once I had my memories I was in control of how I felt, the chaos was still happening but if I focused on the memory it was as if the chaos was only happening in the background I discovered I could focus on the chaos and feel it's terrible power again and then jump out of it back into a memory and I remember loving it my conciousness would literally feel like it was having a full "body" orgasm when I would return to the peace of the memory this intense energy vibrated through me that forced me to groan with pleasure - it wasn't sexual at all but that is the best way I can describe it, the longer I would allow myself to plunge into the chaos the stronger the vibrations were when I was back.. I jumped back and forth many times I remember worrying that I was addicted and wouldn't be able to stop if I didn't get a grip of myself so I did and I started just observing the memory and calming down and using the peace of the memory as a place to think.
The memory was one from my childhood, in the garden with my little sister on a nice sunny day just playing.
This is when I began to wake up, the imagery of the memory was merging with the view of my ceiling albeit an extremely colourful and fractal ceiling I remember beginning to hear a song playing that sounded very loud with amazing clarity although it was actually playing very quietly in the background it sounded beautiful and I could feel a huge grin on my face, everything felt beautiful the visuals were astounding moving my head back and forth was the only way I could really make out the objects in my room as the colourful fractals were so intense I remember laughing out loud with joy I was so happy to be back with a new realisation and awareness.
I knew now that we made this world, we want the human experience we want it so we can learn, love, feel, touch, smell and most importantly make connections with other life forms share the experience of life with them and love together. That is my opinion anyway, this trip taught me that and it has been burned into my very being as an unshakable belief, something I have never experienced before.
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So that is my problem I had the most painful and terrifying experience of my life, the loneliness was just.. heartbreaking? words fail me and that felt like it was forever I know I was only gone for 20-30 minutes but the "reality" doesn't matter when I was there it felt just as real and there was no time.
Obviously I also had one of the most amazing experiences of my life as well though and I'm extremely eager to dive in again and see what else is out there, but I am terrified I will end up there again and I feel like I have got all I need to know from that place I couldn't bare the loneliness again. I would love to experience these lovely entities many DMT users speak of or the beautiful worlds they find themselves in.
Apologies for the length of this post I had planned to write no more than two paragraphs but everything felt too important to prune.
I deeply appreciate you taking the time to read this though, thank you.
When I fell back as soon as my head hit the bed I forgot I had smoked DMT I recall seeing my sister and close friends circling me looking down upon me, I was certain I was dying and all I could do was look back at them as dark silhouettes to a white washed background staring down at me with sorrow.
My eyes must have been slowly opening and closing as I passed out as I remember having the sense of fading from them with each fade lasting longer than the last before finally being fully engulfed by this dark and empty realm.
Everything was dark but there were definitely visuals, moving patterns that seemed neither far away or close.. I viewed them in the same way that you would view an object in your bedroom with the lights off; you know it is there but can only just make it out. Looking into the patterns gave me the feeling of falling in whichever direction I looked. There was absolutely nothing else there, I was not even there I was a part of "it" this was death and it made complete sense to me "Of course! Death is nothing, this is nothing. How else would it be? You cease to exist" those weren't my very first thoughts though they were "I'm dead.. FUCK! I'm dead!" I remember hearing this echo for what felt like eternity I distinctly remember wishing I had thought something else as that was an unpleasant thing to hear echo for the rest of eternity.
The thing is I was for the most part okay with that environment, or rather I accepted it. The thing that truly hurt me was the loneliness, I was absolutely alone I had never felt so far away and so certain that I would never meet another living entity ever again.
Everything felt like it was moving at this point I was expanding as if I were the universe and spinning like a quasar while continuously collapsing in on myself at an accelerating rate and this felt like it went on for an extremely long time it was immensely uncomfortable. I really feel like my soul had returned to the universe and became one with literally everything a complete overload.
After what felt like an eternity I came to the realisation that I must find some peace in this chaos because it was never going to stop and unless I could find some form of peace I would surely go insane. Having that realisation was calming in itself as if the fact that I was aware of that was enough and I had all the time in the world to find it because there was no time I looked within myself for anything that felt good in any way and I found my memories.
Once I had my memories I was in control of how I felt, the chaos was still happening but if I focused on the memory it was as if the chaos was only happening in the background I discovered I could focus on the chaos and feel it's terrible power again and then jump out of it back into a memory and I remember loving it my conciousness would literally feel like it was having a full "body" orgasm when I would return to the peace of the memory this intense energy vibrated through me that forced me to groan with pleasure - it wasn't sexual at all but that is the best way I can describe it, the longer I would allow myself to plunge into the chaos the stronger the vibrations were when I was back.. I jumped back and forth many times I remember worrying that I was addicted and wouldn't be able to stop if I didn't get a grip of myself so I did and I started just observing the memory and calming down and using the peace of the memory as a place to think.
The memory was one from my childhood, in the garden with my little sister on a nice sunny day just playing.
This is when I began to wake up, the imagery of the memory was merging with the view of my ceiling albeit an extremely colourful and fractal ceiling I remember beginning to hear a song playing that sounded very loud with amazing clarity although it was actually playing very quietly in the background it sounded beautiful and I could feel a huge grin on my face, everything felt beautiful the visuals were astounding moving my head back and forth was the only way I could really make out the objects in my room as the colourful fractals were so intense I remember laughing out loud with joy I was so happy to be back with a new realisation and awareness.
I knew now that we made this world, we want the human experience we want it so we can learn, love, feel, touch, smell and most importantly make connections with other life forms share the experience of life with them and love together. That is my opinion anyway, this trip taught me that and it has been burned into my very being as an unshakable belief, something I have never experienced before.
-
So that is my problem I had the most painful and terrifying experience of my life, the loneliness was just.. heartbreaking? words fail me and that felt like it was forever I know I was only gone for 20-30 minutes but the "reality" doesn't matter when I was there it felt just as real and there was no time.
Obviously I also had one of the most amazing experiences of my life as well though and I'm extremely eager to dive in again and see what else is out there, but I am terrified I will end up there again and I feel like I have got all I need to know from that place I couldn't bare the loneliness again. I would love to experience these lovely entities many DMT users speak of or the beautiful worlds they find themselves in.
Apologies for the length of this post I had planned to write no more than two paragraphs but everything felt too important to prune.
I deeply appreciate you taking the time to read this though, thank you.