Fanaa (Arabic: فناء fanāʾ ) is the Sufi term for "passing away" or "annihilation" (of the self).[1] Fana means "to die before one dies" and represents a breaking down of the individual ego and a recognition of the fundamental unity of God, creation, and the individual self.[1] Persons having entered this enlightened state obtain awareness of the intrinsic unity (tawhid) between Allah and all that exists, including the individual's mind. It is coupled conceptually with baqaa, subsistence, which is the state of pure consciousness of and abidance in God.[2]-Wikipedia
shamanic abilities are generally brought on by a personal crisis, such as illness or sudden shock. where this is not naturally forthcoming, initiation designed to produce the effects of such a state are used to bring about rebirth as a shaman - J. Mathews;the shamanism bible
Experiance report
*note: the dose range in this report is highly inflated, there is no reason to ever dose this high*
the first time I used N,N-dimethyltryptamine I smoked 200mgs of translucent yellow crystals on top of a small amount of high-grade cannabis, I cleared it in a single hit. I held the hit in for around 5 seconds when the rush began, "I don't believe it!" I kept repeating in my head, "this is impossible".... my surroundings began to quiver and slither apart, faster than anything I had ever seen everything began moving away from everything else in a mash of brilliant color geometric form, and speed, before fully shattering the "reality" in my visual and mental field, it came on like a freight train, I remember thinking "oh fuck! Get this stuff out of me!" And frantically trying to exhale. It was pure terror, I thought "now you have done it! You killed yourself!" After brief mourning at the life I had just departed from I began to pay attention to the present, I remember feeling like I was at the bottom of a foggy mountain with dirt roads, the clouds felt like a domed ceiling, everything was wet, misty, cloudy and rainy, I was overcome with an intense feeling of panic and deja-vu, I felt like a lost child, everything I knew about who I was or my life or earth seemed like a distant dream, like I dissolved out of existence, I interpreted this as dying, I knew that I was dead, and I was emotionally overwhelmed while confronting the event of my death, just like sand slipping through finger cracks my entire identity as a human was dissolved, I remembered my name, the earth, my family, who I was, being a human, but like grabbing at smoke, it was futile to cling to all this, I had to let it go....I could not tell if I was breathing or not, I would take air in, but couldn't feel it, then noticed a pain in my chest, a giant mantis like being had its claws in my chest, it proceeded to tear open my chest and stomach removing all my organs and insides, I was about to go into shock when I saw a bright green light flash over my shoulder, it nearly hit me, it then became a beautiful geometric object, morphing and color changing, like a jewel from hyperspace, the mantis then put this object in my torn up body, he began to make billions of these objects, each one unique and radiating beautiful colored light and the mantoid filled my body with them, then I was sealed up and propelled into an orange light where I was resurrected...then I felt as if I was being pushed through a membrane, I was being born...slowly I began to recognize my surroundings, my face still covered in tears, I looked up and saw the branches of a tree next to me all slither in from all directions to take place and solidify as the tree, the world began to slither back into place, most things moved like elegant but sinister snakes, or like the dancing movements of a flame, as the world constructed itself back into the familiar, so did my conscious state and memory, I was still disoriented, and fairly traumatized, I thought I had been gone for millennia, "how long was I gone I asked?"...."about 20 minutes" was the answer ....those who were there said in reality I curled up into a ball and began to cry for 20 minutes, I was wondering why my face was wet, because it felt like I had actually just went through being born...any way the immense deep spiritual and psychological implications of this experience left me for ever transformed, reborn as a new person entirely, it was the single most meaningful thing that has ever happened to me
-eg
entheogenic-gnosis said::roll: ...just don't let your past experience let you get arrogant...
Before my first time smoking DMT I was taking high dose psilocybin and LSD on a frequent basis as well as several other psychedelic compounds, and figured there probably were not many surprises left...
...so, I figured I wanted to dose high, I felt there was no reason to worry about a "freak out", and I knew I was pharmocologically safe, plus the method I was going to be using to smoke the DMT was not the most efficient, I figured a good deal of the DMT would not vaporize properly or the vapor would settle before it got to the end of the pipe or into my lungs, so with some quick guess works I settled on my inflated dose.
...it was an irresponsible decision, the recommended strategy is to start low and slowly work your way up, 25-50mgs, then slowly work your way higher, though my irresponsible decision actually turned out to be very benneficial in the end, this was pure luck, it could have gone wrong in many ways, the experiance was an ordeal!
I experienced what the Sufi would call "fanaa"*, it was a personal apocalypse...
*Fanaa (Arabic: فناء fanāʾ ) is the Sufi term for "passing away" or "annihilation" (of the self).[1] Fana means "to die before one dies" and represents a breaking down of the individual ego and a recognition of the fundamental unity of God, creation, and the individual self.[1] Persons having entered this enlightened state obtain awareness of the intrinsic unity (tawhid) between Allah and all that exists, including the individual's mind. It is coupled conceptually with baqaa, subsistence, which is the state of pure consciousness of and abidance in God.[2]-Wikipedia
Or what could be considered "shamanic initiation*"
*shamanic abilities are generally brought on by a personal crisis, such as illness or sudden shock. where this is not naturally forthcoming, initiation designed to produce the effects of such a state are used to bring about rebirth as a shaman - J. Mathews;the shamanism bible
This type of experiance was unique from any psychedelic I had taken in the past...
Experiance report
*note: the dose range in this report is highly inflated, there is no reason to ever dose this high*
the first time I used N,N-dimethyltryptamine I smoked 200mgs of translucent yellow crystals on top of a small amount of high-grade cannabis, I cleared it in a single hit. I held the hit in for around 5 seconds when the rush began, "I don't believe it!" I kept repeating in my head, "this is impossible".... my surroundings began to quiver and slither apart, faster than anything I had ever seen everything began moving away from everything else in a mash of brilliant color geometric form, and speed, before fully shattering the "reality" in my visual and mental field, it came on like a freight train, I remember thinking "oh fuck! Get this stuff out of me!" And frantically trying to exhale. It was pure terror, I thought "now you have done it! You killed yourself!" After brief mourning at the life I had just departed from I began to pay attention to the present, I remember feeling like I was at the bottom of a foggy mountain with dirt roads, the clouds felt like a domed ceiling, everything was wet, misty, cloudy and rainy, I was overcome with an intense feeling of panic and deja-vu, I felt like a lost child, everything I knew about who I was or my life or earth seemed like a distant dream, like I dissolved out of existence, I interpreted this as dying, I knew that I was dead, and I was emotionally overwhelmed while confronting the event of my death, just like sand slipping through finger cracks my entire identity as a human was dissolved, I remembered my name, the earth, my family, who I was, being a human, but like grabbing at smoke, it was futile to cling to all this, I had to let it go....I could not tell if I was breathing or not, I would take air in, but couldn't feel it, then noticed a pain in my chest, a giant mantis like being had its claws in my chest, it proceeded to tear open my chest and stomach removing all my organs and insides, I was about to go into shock when I saw a bright green light flash over my shoulder, it nearly hit me, it then became a beautiful geometric object, morphing and color changing, like a jewel from hyperspace, the mantis then put this object in my torn up body, he began to make billions of these objects, each one unique and radiating beautiful colored light and the mantoid filled my body with them, then I was sealed up and propelled into an orange light where I was resurrected...then I felt as if I was being pushed through a membrane, I was being born...slowly I began to recognize my surroundings, my face still covered in tears, I looked up and saw the branches of a tree next to me all slither in from all directions to take place and solidify as the tree, the world began to slither back into place, most things moved like elegant but sinister snakes, or like the dancing movements of a flame, as the world constructed itself back into the familiar, so did my conscious state and memory, I was still disoriented, and fairly traumatized, I thought I had been gone for millennia, "how long was I gone I asked?"...."about 20 minutes" was the answer ....those who were there said in reality I curled up into a ball and began to cry for 20 minutes, I was wondering why my face was wet, because it felt like I had actually just went through being born...any way the immense deep spiritual and psychological implications of this experience left me for ever transformed, reborn as a new person entirely, it was the single most meaningful thing that has ever happened to me
-eg
It was not anything I could have ever prepared for, and my previous psychedelic experiance actually did very little for me in this situation...
I'm not saying you will be fully transformed or have a "peak experiance"...
...but those are possibilities here.
I'm not sure any amount of previous psychedelic experiance could have prepared me...
This is just me personally though, everybody is unique, and everybody is going to have their own personal reaction.
In general I'd say you will be fine, specially if you pace yourself and don't just jump into a high dose ordeal, start slow, and work your way up, if it doesn't happen right away, keep in mind there will always be other times.
...psychedelic experiance doesn't hurt, don't get me wrong, but it also may not help either...
I've seen people with no psychedelic experiance handle DMT just fine, while an experienced explorer like myself was reduced to a crying mess...
Regardless, I wish you the best of luck,
-eg
obliguhl said:Asking if you can "handle" DMT is irrelevant to the pursuit of taking it.
DmnStr8 said:entheogenic-gnosis said::roll: ...just don't let your past experience let you get arrogant...
Before my first time smoking DMT I was taking high dose psilocybin and LSD on a frequent basis as well as several other psychedelic compounds, and figured there probably were not many surprises left...
...so, I figured I wanted to dose high, I felt there was no reason to worry about a "freak out", and I knew I was pharmocologically safe, plus the method I was going to be using to smoke the DMT was not the most efficient, I figured a good deal of the DMT would not vaporize properly or the vapor would settle before it got to the end of the pipe or into my lungs, so with some quick guess works I settled on my inflated dose.
...it was an irresponsible decision, the recommended strategy is to start low and slowly work your way up, 25-50mgs, then slowly work your way higher, though my irresponsible decision actually turned out to be very benneficial in the end, this was pure luck, it could have gone wrong in many ways, the experiance was an ordeal!
I experienced what the Sufi would call "fanaa"*, it was a personal apocalypse...
*Fanaa (Arabic: فناء fanāʾ ) is the Sufi term for "passing away" or "annihilation" (of the self).[1] Fana means "to die before one dies" and represents a breaking down of the individual ego and a recognition of the fundamental unity of God, creation, and the individual self.[1] Persons having entered this enlightened state obtain awareness of the intrinsic unity (tawhid) between Allah and all that exists, including the individual's mind. It is coupled conceptually with baqaa, subsistence, which is the state of pure consciousness of and abidance in God.[2]-Wikipedia
Or what could be considered "shamanic initiation*"
*shamanic abilities are generally brought on by a personal crisis, such as illness or sudden shock. where this is not naturally forthcoming, initiation designed to produce the effects of such a state are used to bring about rebirth as a shaman - J. Mathews;the shamanism bible
This type of experiance was unique from any psychedelic I had taken in the past...
Experiance report
*note: the dose range in this report is highly inflated, there is no reason to ever dose this high*
the first time I used N,N-dimethyltryptamine I smoked 200mgs of translucent yellow crystals on top of a small amount of high-grade cannabis, I cleared it in a single hit. I held the hit in for around 5 seconds when the rush began, "I don't believe it!" I kept repeating in my head, "this is impossible".... my surroundings began to quiver and slither apart, faster than anything I had ever seen everything began moving away from everything else in a mash of brilliant color geometric form, and speed, before fully shattering the "reality" in my visual and mental field, it came on like a freight train, I remember thinking "oh fuck! Get this stuff out of me!" And frantically trying to exhale. It was pure terror, I thought "now you have done it! You killed yourself!" After brief mourning at the life I had just departed from I began to pay attention to the present, I remember feeling like I was at the bottom of a foggy mountain with dirt roads, the clouds felt like a domed ceiling, everything was wet, misty, cloudy and rainy, I was overcome with an intense feeling of panic and deja-vu, I felt like a lost child, everything I knew about who I was or my life or earth seemed like a distant dream, like I dissolved out of existence, I interpreted this as dying, I knew that I was dead, and I was emotionally overwhelmed while confronting the event of my death, just like sand slipping through finger cracks my entire identity as a human was dissolved, I remembered my name, the earth, my family, who I was, being a human, but like grabbing at smoke, it was futile to cling to all this, I had to let it go....I could not tell if I was breathing or not, I would take air in, but couldn't feel it, then noticed a pain in my chest, a giant mantis like being had its claws in my chest, it proceeded to tear open my chest and stomach removing all my organs and insides, I was about to go into shock when I saw a bright green light flash over my shoulder, it nearly hit me, it then became a beautiful geometric object, morphing and color changing, like a jewel from hyperspace, the mantis then put this object in my torn up body, he began to make billions of these objects, each one unique and radiating beautiful colored light and the mantoid filled my body with them, then I was sealed up and propelled into an orange light where I was resurrected...then I felt as if I was being pushed through a membrane, I was being born...slowly I began to recognize my surroundings, my face still covered in tears, I looked up and saw the branches of a tree next to me all slither in from all directions to take place and solidify as the tree, the world began to slither back into place, most things moved like elegant but sinister snakes, or like the dancing movements of a flame, as the world constructed itself back into the familiar, so did my conscious state and memory, I was still disoriented, and fairly traumatized, I thought I had been gone for millennia, "how long was I gone I asked?"...."about 20 minutes" was the answer ....those who were there said in reality I curled up into a ball and began to cry for 20 minutes, I was wondering why my face was wet, because it felt like I had actually just went through being born...any way the immense deep spiritual and psychological implications of this experience left me for ever transformed, reborn as a new person entirely, it was the single most meaningful thing that has ever happened to me
-eg
It was not anything I could have ever prepared for, and my previous psychedelic experiance actually did very little for me in this situation...
I'm not saying you will be fully transformed or have a "peak experiance"...
...but those are possibilities here.
I'm not sure any amount of previous psychedelic experiance could have prepared me...
This is just me personally though, everybody is unique, and everybody is going to have their own personal reaction.
In general I'd say you will be fine, specially if you pace yourself and don't just jump into a high dose ordeal, start slow, and work your way up, if it doesn't happen right away, keep in mind there will always be other times.
...psychedelic experiance doesn't hurt, don't get me wrong, but it also may not help either...
I've seen people with no psychedelic experiance handle DMT just fine, while an experienced explorer like myself was reduced to a crying mess...
Regardless, I wish you the best of luck,
-eg
I enjoyed reading that EG! Great experience report! Gave me chills reading that!
And "it" is thus 50 mg DMT.LSD50x said:...would he be able to handle it...
jamie said:I would imagine 9 hits of acid would be far more of an ordeal. 300 mics of LSD was comparable to DMT hyperspace for me. People sometimes underestimate other psychedelics and overestimate DMT.