I have smoked DMT at the top of an LSD trip. That's a young man's game, believe me. If you're interested in that hurry up, it's like [quiming?] the matter for it. What happened to me, well I did it several limes but I'll tell you a story that's for your edification maybe, but
amusement perhaps. I once [am noticing to you ?] was a landlord in Bcrkcly
many years ago. And, uh ..., that's sufficient. And everybody left one easter
vacation or thanksgiving vacation, so I decided I would do this acid trip, I did
plan to smoke DMT at the top of the trip, and so I did and I did and I had this
very long involved DMT trip with the elves and all of this was totally out of
control. And at the very height of this thing this woman who I rented to upstairs who I
thought had gone home to Minneapolis came back and arrived by cab and came
pounding up the stairs with these two suitcases [let her?] stomp into the house
and ran around to my bedroom door and beat on the door. And, you know, you
don't know me that well, but if I'm 500 miles up a jungle river smoking a joint
and a stick cracks 50 feet away the first thing I do is hide the joint - I'm a very
paranoid person - being, you know, on 500 mics of acid smoking DMT and
suddenly having this woman and I, I literally, I kept my some kind of a [...?], and
I leapt off my bed and I landed on my feet and, you know, if you want you may try
this, something about this enormous flash of adrenalin added into the DMT
added in to this sudden incredible physical exertion it was as though I ripped the
membrane, I ripped the membrane, and I was now standing in my room, but I
have dragged this trip through with me and the room was full of elves, ricocheting of the walls and I had them, they were hanging on me like weasels, turning me around in the room. And also simultaneously one of these machines had been dragged through into my bedroom at the same time and this is like about the size, well, like this, and it had all kinds of this faceted, and opalescent, and glassy, and strange, but what was important about it had a kind of a faceted [sop?] on it that was clicking and everytime it would click, it would launch a small plastic chip across the room that had an alien letter written on it. And these little plastic chips were
ricocheting off the wall and piling up, and I was standing appalled looking at this situation, and then, I stagger over to the door which was a sliding wooden door and I just threw it
open and I looked at her and said, [speaks alien language]. 'Oh so you're doing
that, all right.' she said and backed up and then I would slam the door back and I
pushed my way across the room and I crawled under the bed. And I closed my
eyes and I said, 'I'm gonna stay here 'til I'm dead or it's over.
-terence McKenna