Forgive spelling/grammar errors, this is taken directly from my journal.
Dose ~50mg DMT
I decide to jump right in with the biggest dose yet. Suddenly, the minute details about colours and shapes become insignificant when compared to what happened this time. First hit, good. Second hit, can't remember too great...I got a huge rush from the first hit and the effects were coming on strong. I remember putting down the bong and then closing my eyes. This time, I held the smoke in while the trip was starting. When I finally exhaled I was already in a "room" and things were looking good.
I don't remember how, or when, or why...But suddenly it got dark. Everything got very dark, and so did I. Impossible to describe, "I" no longer existed, yet I was there. I was part of everything, my body was the equivalent of a practical joke in terms of my ability to realize it. Nothing mattered, nothing mattering didn't even matter.
I see shapes below me that looks like a pile of cubes. Colourful and vibrant. No idea what it was, but I think I came out of something like it, it was definitely around me somehow. I am aware of two beings, I knew right away they were different than before. One being was a huge joker face (smiling mask) with colourful outlines (shpongle resemblance). The other being was the female being that I always see. She was also huge this time, perhaps her true form? No real defining attributes, just a silhouette kind of thing. The joker was brilliant, genius, creative and funny. He was stunning. I don't know much about him yet, but he's definitely important.
The woman seemed to somehow reassure me about this reality. There were objects flying past me, time started to bend and twist, sound along with it. I saw a fraction of our reality, I noticed it was somehow divided up as infinite pieces all reflecting somehow. It flew past me and I realized it was a very intricate system, how time works for us. A few more objects were floating around me, I never really looked at them. There seemed to be a room to my right, but this place wasn't a room, this was somehow beyond a room...Perhaps the rooms are just a mask to help orient newcomers to what really goes on.
I kept feeling like the woman was somehow "watching" over us. I began to realize the christian ideas (although completely and utterly flawed) are not far from the truth. There is "someone" who is guiding this world, but not in the way we might think. Human value may not play into account here, we obviously have alot to learn.
I kept saying to "myself", whatever or whoever that was..."I get it! I finally understand, I've finally seen it!" It was pure bliss, and she seemed to encourage me when I said/understood this. I had the feeling she was trying to tell me not to worry about anything. Everything is ok, it's all going good, she is taking care of us. I can't speak for the rest of mankind, but I hope it means that what I'm doing shouldn't be done any other way.
Thoughts...Hunger, famine, pain...etc. It's completely meaningless. Yes, it's not very pleasant to feel pain, but we all die and we all exist...That's all that matters, human suffering is meaningless, our bodies are just big babies