HyperSpaceTourist
Rising Star
My First DMT Experience
Hello everyone!
So, I recently decided that I felt ready to take the step into my first DMT experience.
I’d like to start with a little introduction explaining why I suddenly felt ready to explore this.
As a young teenager, I was always interested in DMT, but I also had a lot of respect for it (as you should). Back then, I told myself that I would probably wait until my 60s before trying it, just to be on the safer side.
Last year, I went through a very dramatic mental experience that took a huge toll on me. It affected me so deeply that I had to leave my job and put everything else on hold to process what had happened and give myself time to heal.
However, this experience also made me grow a lot as a person. I came to understand many things about myself, started looking at the world very differently, and developed a completely new perspective on what might lie beyond all of this.
I want to make it clear that I approached this experience with an open mind. Is it something external, something internal, or perhaps a bit of both? Who knows?
The experience
I was at home one evening, lying on the sofa with my DMT vape pen. I’d just been watching a series, and when the episode ended, I decided to get ready.
It was quite dark, but I had these candles on a timer that automatically turn on at a certain time. They make the room feel extra cosy, especially now that we’re heading into winter.
I took my first puff and inhaled. Man, the taste was strong, and the vapour felt quite heavy on my chest. Within the first few seconds, BOOM! The whole room seemed to light up, and I remember thinking, Alright, let’s wait a little and see what happens. No need to overdo it.
Not because I was afraid of what might happen, but because I have a lot of respect for this substance.
The room became incredibly vibrant, and I felt like I could go a little further, so I did. After waiting a bit, I experienced this intense head rush. The best way I can describe it is that my brain felt extremely hot. I wouldn’t call it being on fire, because it wasn’t unpleasant at all, but it was a really intense sensation. I actually enjoyed it.
Nothing particularly dramatic happened after that, so I decided to take a third puff. And that’s when I thought, Alright, I need to lie down and close my eyes.
With my eyes closed, I started seeing visuals. I’m already quite prone to hypnagogic imagery, so this wasn’t entirely unfamiliar territory for me.
The visuals were similar to what I’d experienced before, except that an eye appeared in the middle, with several other eyes appearing and disappearing around it.
Interestingly, I didn’t feel like something was watching me or that I was in any danger. I was simply observing the visuals, and my reaction was more along the lines of, This is really nice.
Then something else began to happen.
I started experiencing a strong sense that there were several presences around me. I couldn’t see them, but I could feel them. It wasn’t as though they were standing next to me. It felt more like they were everywhere around me. That’s the best way I can describe it.
Then came one of the most interesting parts of the experience.
I developed this very strong feeling that I was standing in front of a door, or a threshold of some kind.
I didn’t literally see a door. Rather, it was the feeling of being there, with the possibility of opening it and finding out what was beyond it.
And then there was what I can only describe as a voice. It wasn’t an audible voice speaking out loud. It was more like I could feel what was being communicated to me.
The message was essentially asking whether I was actually ready to go further, and that if I wanted to continue, I would have to smoke more.
At the same time, I experienced another voice or presence that seemed to suggest that I wasn’t ready yet.
At that moment, I had this strange mixture of nervousness and euphoria. I wasn’t particularly afraid of what might happen. It was more that I wasn’t entirely sure whether I was 100% ready to open that door.
Then, out of nowhere, another thought or voice came through, almost as if it were trying to hype me up:
Smoke more, smoke more!
And then came this little laugh: Tee-hee-hee!
It didn’t feel frightening at all. If anything, it felt mischievous, almost like, I’m going to mess with you so much.
I found that quite amusing, actually.
So there I was, feeling as though I was standing in front of this threshold, hesitating. Not necessarily because I was afraid, but because part of me really wanted to open it and see what was on the other side.
And then, seemingly from somewhere deep within myself, came this thought:
Today, right now, is not the right time to open it.
I remember thinking, You know what? I really want to, but I think the best decision I can make right now is to let the experience end here rather than go any further.
As soon as I made that decision, I felt a little disappointed, almost like, Ohhh, man…
Part of me really wanted to continue exploring, but at the same time, stopping felt like the right and respectful choice to make.
And then the experience gradually faded away.
My thoughts afterwards
Throughout roughly 95% of the experience, I remained aware of what was going on. I knew where I was, and I was able to reflect on what I was experiencing.
Even though the experience itself lasted only around 5–7 minutes, it felt very meaningful to me.
What stayed with me most wasn’t necessarily the visuals or the sensations themselves, but that feeling of standing before a threshold and being given a choice.
It felt almost like I had caught a glimpse of what might lie beyond my ordinary experience of reality. There was this sense of an invitation, but the decision to explore further was mine to make.
Of course, I have no idea what to make of it yet. I’m not claiming that these presences were external entities, nor am I ruling anything out. I’m simply describing how the experience felt to me.
What I do know is that I came away feeling a lot of appreciation for the experience, even though I chose not to go further.
Perhaps the most interesting part is that I didn’t come away feeling frightened or put off. If anything, I’m even more curious about what happened and why it felt the way it did.
For now, I’m happy to leave it at that and reflect on the experience rather than rush to conclusions about what it all means.
If I ever decide the time is right to explore further, whether that’s a week, a year, or years from now, I’ll have plenty to think about before making that decision.
Until then, I’m grateful for the experience I had.
Peace & love!
Hello everyone!
So, I recently decided that I felt ready to take the step into my first DMT experience.
I’d like to start with a little introduction explaining why I suddenly felt ready to explore this.
As a young teenager, I was always interested in DMT, but I also had a lot of respect for it (as you should). Back then, I told myself that I would probably wait until my 60s before trying it, just to be on the safer side.
Last year, I went through a very dramatic mental experience that took a huge toll on me. It affected me so deeply that I had to leave my job and put everything else on hold to process what had happened and give myself time to heal.
However, this experience also made me grow a lot as a person. I came to understand many things about myself, started looking at the world very differently, and developed a completely new perspective on what might lie beyond all of this.
I want to make it clear that I approached this experience with an open mind. Is it something external, something internal, or perhaps a bit of both? Who knows?
The experience
I was at home one evening, lying on the sofa with my DMT vape pen. I’d just been watching a series, and when the episode ended, I decided to get ready.
It was quite dark, but I had these candles on a timer that automatically turn on at a certain time. They make the room feel extra cosy, especially now that we’re heading into winter.
I took my first puff and inhaled. Man, the taste was strong, and the vapour felt quite heavy on my chest. Within the first few seconds, BOOM! The whole room seemed to light up, and I remember thinking, Alright, let’s wait a little and see what happens. No need to overdo it.
Not because I was afraid of what might happen, but because I have a lot of respect for this substance.
The room became incredibly vibrant, and I felt like I could go a little further, so I did. After waiting a bit, I experienced this intense head rush. The best way I can describe it is that my brain felt extremely hot. I wouldn’t call it being on fire, because it wasn’t unpleasant at all, but it was a really intense sensation. I actually enjoyed it.
Nothing particularly dramatic happened after that, so I decided to take a third puff. And that’s when I thought, Alright, I need to lie down and close my eyes.
With my eyes closed, I started seeing visuals. I’m already quite prone to hypnagogic imagery, so this wasn’t entirely unfamiliar territory for me.
The visuals were similar to what I’d experienced before, except that an eye appeared in the middle, with several other eyes appearing and disappearing around it.
Interestingly, I didn’t feel like something was watching me or that I was in any danger. I was simply observing the visuals, and my reaction was more along the lines of, This is really nice.
Then something else began to happen.
I started experiencing a strong sense that there were several presences around me. I couldn’t see them, but I could feel them. It wasn’t as though they were standing next to me. It felt more like they were everywhere around me. That’s the best way I can describe it.
Then came one of the most interesting parts of the experience.
I developed this very strong feeling that I was standing in front of a door, or a threshold of some kind.
I didn’t literally see a door. Rather, it was the feeling of being there, with the possibility of opening it and finding out what was beyond it.
And then there was what I can only describe as a voice. It wasn’t an audible voice speaking out loud. It was more like I could feel what was being communicated to me.
The message was essentially asking whether I was actually ready to go further, and that if I wanted to continue, I would have to smoke more.
At the same time, I experienced another voice or presence that seemed to suggest that I wasn’t ready yet.
At that moment, I had this strange mixture of nervousness and euphoria. I wasn’t particularly afraid of what might happen. It was more that I wasn’t entirely sure whether I was 100% ready to open that door.
Then, out of nowhere, another thought or voice came through, almost as if it were trying to hype me up:
Smoke more, smoke more!
And then came this little laugh: Tee-hee-hee!
It didn’t feel frightening at all. If anything, it felt mischievous, almost like, I’m going to mess with you so much.
I found that quite amusing, actually.
So there I was, feeling as though I was standing in front of this threshold, hesitating. Not necessarily because I was afraid, but because part of me really wanted to open it and see what was on the other side.
And then, seemingly from somewhere deep within myself, came this thought:
Today, right now, is not the right time to open it.
I remember thinking, You know what? I really want to, but I think the best decision I can make right now is to let the experience end here rather than go any further.
As soon as I made that decision, I felt a little disappointed, almost like, Ohhh, man…
Part of me really wanted to continue exploring, but at the same time, stopping felt like the right and respectful choice to make.
And then the experience gradually faded away.
My thoughts afterwards
Throughout roughly 95% of the experience, I remained aware of what was going on. I knew where I was, and I was able to reflect on what I was experiencing.
Even though the experience itself lasted only around 5–7 minutes, it felt very meaningful to me.
What stayed with me most wasn’t necessarily the visuals or the sensations themselves, but that feeling of standing before a threshold and being given a choice.
It felt almost like I had caught a glimpse of what might lie beyond my ordinary experience of reality. There was this sense of an invitation, but the decision to explore further was mine to make.
Of course, I have no idea what to make of it yet. I’m not claiming that these presences were external entities, nor am I ruling anything out. I’m simply describing how the experience felt to me.
What I do know is that I came away feeling a lot of appreciation for the experience, even though I chose not to go further.
Perhaps the most interesting part is that I didn’t come away feeling frightened or put off. If anything, I’m even more curious about what happened and why it felt the way it did.
For now, I’m happy to leave it at that and reflect on the experience rather than rush to conclusions about what it all means.
If I ever decide the time is right to explore further, whether that’s a week, a year, or years from now, I’ll have plenty to think about before making that decision.
Until then, I’m grateful for the experience I had.
Peace & love!
