corpus callosum said:
Gibran2- Im playing devils advocate here but how can you be so certain that the state you reached in your difficult experience was that of having died?
It seems to me that you are ,rightly or wrongly, labelling this state as death when you have no way of knowing this for sure.
I’m quite sure now (obviously?) that I didn’t die. But I definitely left my body far behind.
The reason I believed it at the time was because of the nature of that DMT experience. I’ve described this elsewhere: It was, and remains to this day, a unique experience. It was unlike any DMT experience I had before (or since). And I had well over 100 experiences prior to that one. It simply wasn’t like a DMT experience at all – visually or otherwise. Comparing that experience to a typical breakthrough is like comparing a typical breakthrough to everyday “sober” reality. It was many orders of magnitude beyond what I had ever experienced.
Another unusual feature of this experience was that my ego was perfectly intact – and my level of awareness and alertness exceeded my everyday experience. I also had left my body in a very profound way. I wanted desperately to return to it, but I was further from it than I had ever been before. I wondered what had happened to it. I wondered if it was OK.
This experience was so different from a DMT experience that I started wondering if it was indeed a DMT experience. I thought that maybe it wasn’t – maybe I had a heart attack (I’m not that young and heart disease runs in my family – I have a brother who had a heart attack while still in his 30’s)
Due to the uniqueness of this experience, I came to the conclusion that it in fact wasn’t a DMT experience, but rather a “death” experience. (I wish I hadn’t come to that conclusion. If I hadn’t, it would have been the best DMT experience of my life by far.)
There’s no way for me to know if I actually “died” or not, but it was a very reasonable conclusion to make at the time. Getting back wasn’t at all easy either. At one point, when I was just becoming aware of my body again, I opened my eyes. I looked around my room, and it’s hard to describe what I saw. In one sense, everything was as it always is, yet I “knew” that what I was seeing was a fabrication. A creation of mind.
The experience was an awakening from a dream. I could feel “myself” awakening. And I knew that if I awakened fully, the dream would end. But I desperately wanted to return to the dream. I willed “myself” back to sleep, back into the dream. And that’s when I finally realized I was back.
This experience left me with a strong sense (which still persists somewhat today) that it is possible via DMT to leave this “consensus reality” behind and not return. What exactly that means, I’m not sure.