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Rising Star
This trip was done with 120mg of fluffy yellow freebase DMT and 2.5 grams of Celestial Source’s 20X caapi extract. (Last week I took 3 grams of the extract and had some stomach discomfort, so this week I dialed it down a notch.) I gel capped the extract and swallowed the pills and waited 30 minutes to ingest the DMT.
I sat in the backyard in a lounge chair. It started with a gentle breeze that whispered secrets into my ears. I looked up at the blue sky and it was lined with the diagram of hyperspace. With my eyes I followed the perfect symmetry superimposed on the heavens, and I watched as the map punched through the atmosphere into the outer reaches of space. I tightly closed my eyes and immediately was drawn into that hole in the sky. Here I was deep in that place where infinity and nothingness meet, where dreams and reality danced together, and where wisdom and ancient knowledge is gifted to me. As the visions before me melted and formed into countless creations, my ideas likewise transformed and split apart. I could watch as one idea split in two, rolled itself up into a ball and bounced off a newly formed thought. The wild dance kept rolling and jumping and I tried to focus on one dream at a time, but I was always seductively drawn to the next one. At one point an idea curled up into a spherical shape and was deposited onto my lap. This was getting intense.
As I opened my eyes, a cascade of peacock eyes seemed to wiggle and float in front of me. Wise yet playful, they frolicked in a whimsical and carefree dance. They soon calmed and an unspeakably vibrant pink and purple fog permeated the room. Like wispy smoke, it wafted through the room obscuring my vision and filling my soul with orgasm. Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon album was playing and took on a new and dire meaning. Breathe, Time, and Money all became living concepts and these ideas attached themselves to my life and immediately my whole being and existence was laid out in front of me as the lyrics and music wrapped around and mingled with my ego. My desires and motivations were revealed, defense mechanisms were obliterated, and there I was defenseless and wide-eyed just like the day I was born.
As I became totally engulfed in the experience, the visuals gave way to a noble blue place where symmetry and fractals led down endless hallways and corridors. This was where horns blared, orchestras played, and royalty lived. Where the fuck am I and what the fuck is going on? I had to reach into myself for my tried-and-true advice: Don’t fight it, surrender to it. Give in. I did. It was here that I was rewarded with access into an indescribable place where words fail, thoughts melt, and feelings float. It felt like a graduation of sorts and I was crowned with honors. The next few hours were spent in a reverie of fabled light as I drifted in and out of the clouds of hyperspace. After about six hours, the experience softly and slowly dropped me down onto my couch in my living room and left me to seep back into reality.
I’ve had about 30 journeys with oral DMT, and it has only been until lately that I’ve been able to reach the deeper depths of the experience. Caapi is the key and the secret, and the 20X extract has helped take me to the most beautiful, friendly, and bizarre places that I have ever been. For those of you who only smoke DMT and have never had an oral trip, you are missing out on one of life’s most profound and deep experiences.
I sat in the backyard in a lounge chair. It started with a gentle breeze that whispered secrets into my ears. I looked up at the blue sky and it was lined with the diagram of hyperspace. With my eyes I followed the perfect symmetry superimposed on the heavens, and I watched as the map punched through the atmosphere into the outer reaches of space. I tightly closed my eyes and immediately was drawn into that hole in the sky. Here I was deep in that place where infinity and nothingness meet, where dreams and reality danced together, and where wisdom and ancient knowledge is gifted to me. As the visions before me melted and formed into countless creations, my ideas likewise transformed and split apart. I could watch as one idea split in two, rolled itself up into a ball and bounced off a newly formed thought. The wild dance kept rolling and jumping and I tried to focus on one dream at a time, but I was always seductively drawn to the next one. At one point an idea curled up into a spherical shape and was deposited onto my lap. This was getting intense.
As I opened my eyes, a cascade of peacock eyes seemed to wiggle and float in front of me. Wise yet playful, they frolicked in a whimsical and carefree dance. They soon calmed and an unspeakably vibrant pink and purple fog permeated the room. Like wispy smoke, it wafted through the room obscuring my vision and filling my soul with orgasm. Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon album was playing and took on a new and dire meaning. Breathe, Time, and Money all became living concepts and these ideas attached themselves to my life and immediately my whole being and existence was laid out in front of me as the lyrics and music wrapped around and mingled with my ego. My desires and motivations were revealed, defense mechanisms were obliterated, and there I was defenseless and wide-eyed just like the day I was born.
As I became totally engulfed in the experience, the visuals gave way to a noble blue place where symmetry and fractals led down endless hallways and corridors. This was where horns blared, orchestras played, and royalty lived. Where the fuck am I and what the fuck is going on? I had to reach into myself for my tried-and-true advice: Don’t fight it, surrender to it. Give in. I did. It was here that I was rewarded with access into an indescribable place where words fail, thoughts melt, and feelings float. It felt like a graduation of sorts and I was crowned with honors. The next few hours were spent in a reverie of fabled light as I drifted in and out of the clouds of hyperspace. After about six hours, the experience softly and slowly dropped me down onto my couch in my living room and left me to seep back into reality.
I’ve had about 30 journeys with oral DMT, and it has only been until lately that I’ve been able to reach the deeper depths of the experience. Caapi is the key and the secret, and the 20X extract has helped take me to the most beautiful, friendly, and bizarre places that I have ever been. For those of you who only smoke DMT and have never had an oral trip, you are missing out on one of life’s most profound and deep experiences.
