dimitrious
Rising Star
I just recently discovered this forum, and from the few hours I've spent reading through posts, I feel I need to be a part of this "Nexus".
I'll begin with the basics.
NAME: KC
AGE: 25
LOCATION: Western Canada
SEX: Male
VIEWS: Agnostic. I believe in something much more powerful than our physical reality, just not sure what that is exactly.
So, I first tried DMT last summer, and have done it around 10 times since then. I've done my share of experimentation with many different substances, but none of them (as you're all aware) can hold a candle to DMT. I am absolutely fascinated by it.
I actually have a question, as I consider myself to have just begun to actually grasp the power of this stuff. Each time I have smoked spice, I have kind of chickened out on my doses, and thus, have always 100% aware of my physical body, and my surroundings during the trips. Although I was having powerful hallucinations, which I understand to be known as the "chrysanthemum" state, I knew I hadn't broken through. As awesome as these experiences were, none of them have come close to what happened to me this fine Christmas morning.
I woke up around 5am, and realized that I had the house to myself, so I decided I was going to veg out and relax in bed for a few hours. Then, I remembered that the last time I had some DMT a friend had given his pipe, as I didn't have my own. This pipe was used repeatedly for probably more than a year, and was never cleaned, and subsequently was caked with gooey resin that stunk something fierce. Anyways, as I was laying in bed, I figured I would take a lighter to the pipe and see if I achieve some slight visuals, to maybe "perk" me up for the big day ahead of me. So, without getting out of bed, I reached into my drawer and fished around until I found the bowl. I sparked it up, and it immediately started smoking a lot more than I was expecting. I stopped about 3 seconds into the blast, and held it in for maybe 5 seconds. It was dark in my room, but I could see that I hardly blew any smoke out. I wrapped myself in a fluffy blanket, propped my pillows up, and grabbed my headphones, and put on a playlist of 5 or 6 Boards of Canada tracks. I closed my eyes, and the usual reds, blues, and greens, began to form geometrical patterns, and I thought, ah this is just going to be a little tease, and would probably wear off within seconds. Pardon me, but HOLY F*CKING SHIT was I wrong!!
All of a sudden, as this song started to build, I began to almost panic (anxious, nervous, realizing this was probably going to be the strongest hit I've taken, based on how quickly I was ascending), but I was able to control myself, and immediately became extremely calm and comfortable. Then, out of thin air, I was completely immersed in the most incredible realm of colors that I have never witnessed in my life. There was this one shade of yellow amongst these complex multidimensional shapes/machines/organisms, and that was absolutely fascinating to me. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, but at the same time I have no idea what any of it even was. I was in this infinitely large dimension/field floating through these umm, shapes, while this incredibly bright white light was blinking at the very "top" of everything. For a brief second I had to open my eyes to remind myself that I was in completely darkness, as it seemed like I was outside on a bright sunny day. I closed my eyes again, and that's when I felt my body lose it's shape, and become basically a blob of extreme warmth. I have never been so comfortable in my life. This part might be weird, but I noticed that I had an intense erection at this point, and realized that I was experiencing the (maybe)purest form of bliss one could possibly achieve. I let my head sink deeper into my pillows and surfed through this magnificent, behemothic paradise for another 5-10 minutes. As everything slowly started to fade away, I just laid there and let it wear off, while my headphones kept playing.
Around 25-30 minutes later, I opened my eyes again, and was greeted with the familiar contrasts that I experience each time I'm coming down from a trip. I'm not sure if this is common among everybody, but, my vision, while blurry, is always extra-sharp for a few minutes afterwards.
I realized I had a the biggest goofiest smile on my face, and I was still rockin' a full-mast
. I stayed in bed for probably another hour, just enjoying the warmth, and trying to recollect as much information from this experience as possible.
Before all of this, I had been having a shitty couple weeks. I was laid off from work, so I'm broke, and it completely killed my mood as it's difficult to be broke during the holidays. But, after this morning, my attitude has skyrocketed and I've been super excited an happy all day. Even doing things like shoveling was highly rewarding. I shoveled shit that didn't even need shoveling. I made myself an awesome breakfast, and went straight to my sisters place to visit my nieces and nephews. We played Super Mario Bros. 3 for awhile, then I took them sledding at a nearby hill for a few hours.
As of midnight last night, I had felt zero positivity, and couldn't care less if it was Christmas, or a funeral, but this turned out to be one of the best days I've had in months, if not years!
So anyways, that's my story. My question though, is, in your guys experience, did I actually break through this time, or was I just at a threshold of sorts?
I'll begin with the basics.
NAME: KC
AGE: 25
LOCATION: Western Canada
SEX: Male
VIEWS: Agnostic. I believe in something much more powerful than our physical reality, just not sure what that is exactly.
So, I first tried DMT last summer, and have done it around 10 times since then. I've done my share of experimentation with many different substances, but none of them (as you're all aware) can hold a candle to DMT. I am absolutely fascinated by it.
I actually have a question, as I consider myself to have just begun to actually grasp the power of this stuff. Each time I have smoked spice, I have kind of chickened out on my doses, and thus, have always 100% aware of my physical body, and my surroundings during the trips. Although I was having powerful hallucinations, which I understand to be known as the "chrysanthemum" state, I knew I hadn't broken through. As awesome as these experiences were, none of them have come close to what happened to me this fine Christmas morning.
I woke up around 5am, and realized that I had the house to myself, so I decided I was going to veg out and relax in bed for a few hours. Then, I remembered that the last time I had some DMT a friend had given his pipe, as I didn't have my own. This pipe was used repeatedly for probably more than a year, and was never cleaned, and subsequently was caked with gooey resin that stunk something fierce. Anyways, as I was laying in bed, I figured I would take a lighter to the pipe and see if I achieve some slight visuals, to maybe "perk" me up for the big day ahead of me. So, without getting out of bed, I reached into my drawer and fished around until I found the bowl. I sparked it up, and it immediately started smoking a lot more than I was expecting. I stopped about 3 seconds into the blast, and held it in for maybe 5 seconds. It was dark in my room, but I could see that I hardly blew any smoke out. I wrapped myself in a fluffy blanket, propped my pillows up, and grabbed my headphones, and put on a playlist of 5 or 6 Boards of Canada tracks. I closed my eyes, and the usual reds, blues, and greens, began to form geometrical patterns, and I thought, ah this is just going to be a little tease, and would probably wear off within seconds. Pardon me, but HOLY F*CKING SHIT was I wrong!!
All of a sudden, as this song started to build, I began to almost panic (anxious, nervous, realizing this was probably going to be the strongest hit I've taken, based on how quickly I was ascending), but I was able to control myself, and immediately became extremely calm and comfortable. Then, out of thin air, I was completely immersed in the most incredible realm of colors that I have never witnessed in my life. There was this one shade of yellow amongst these complex multidimensional shapes/machines/organisms, and that was absolutely fascinating to me. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, but at the same time I have no idea what any of it even was. I was in this infinitely large dimension/field floating through these umm, shapes, while this incredibly bright white light was blinking at the very "top" of everything. For a brief second I had to open my eyes to remind myself that I was in completely darkness, as it seemed like I was outside on a bright sunny day. I closed my eyes again, and that's when I felt my body lose it's shape, and become basically a blob of extreme warmth. I have never been so comfortable in my life. This part might be weird, but I noticed that I had an intense erection at this point, and realized that I was experiencing the (maybe)purest form of bliss one could possibly achieve. I let my head sink deeper into my pillows and surfed through this magnificent, behemothic paradise for another 5-10 minutes. As everything slowly started to fade away, I just laid there and let it wear off, while my headphones kept playing.Around 25-30 minutes later, I opened my eyes again, and was greeted with the familiar contrasts that I experience each time I'm coming down from a trip. I'm not sure if this is common among everybody, but, my vision, while blurry, is always extra-sharp for a few minutes afterwards.
I realized I had a the biggest goofiest smile on my face, and I was still rockin' a full-mast
. I stayed in bed for probably another hour, just enjoying the warmth, and trying to recollect as much information from this experience as possible. Before all of this, I had been having a shitty couple weeks. I was laid off from work, so I'm broke, and it completely killed my mood as it's difficult to be broke during the holidays. But, after this morning, my attitude has skyrocketed and I've been super excited an happy all day. Even doing things like shoveling was highly rewarding. I shoveled shit that didn't even need shoveling. I made myself an awesome breakfast, and went straight to my sisters place to visit my nieces and nephews. We played Super Mario Bros. 3 for awhile, then I took them sledding at a nearby hill for a few hours.
As of midnight last night, I had felt zero positivity, and couldn't care less if it was Christmas, or a funeral, but this turned out to be one of the best days I've had in months, if not years!
So anyways, that's my story. My question though, is, in your guys experience, did I actually break through this time, or was I just at a threshold of sorts?
