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sum up dmt trip in one sentence...
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scaredofthedark
Rising Star
This reality is papier-mâché and DMT is an industrial shredder.
"Shhhhh.. look at this"
"Do I need a diaper for this?"
One love
One love
Pandora said:
Often these one liners make me think of Zen Cohens
The experience itself is akin to the ultimate "lived" Cohen
1. Its only about tears and excitment. and excitment and tears. => surrender in order to enjoy
2. it is ok. it is just temporarly. => a rough ride
3. this is so mindblowing i hope it will last forever or at least for a fractal of forever. => pure excitment
4. we have been here before the first time we used dmt. => deja-vue
5. how did i not remember a few trips? being high on dmt is so definite untill you comedown. => memory loss
6. i smell the visuals. i taste the temperature. => no explenation
7. I survived => a survival
8. i experienced what most people didnt => is it a blessing?
2. it is ok. it is just temporarly. => a rough ride
3. this is so mindblowing i hope it will last forever or at least for a fractal of forever. => pure excitment
4. we have been here before the first time we used dmt. => deja-vue
5. how did i not remember a few trips? being high on dmt is so definite untill you comedown. => memory loss
6. i smell the visuals. i taste the temperature. => no explenation
7. I survived => a survival
8. i experienced what most people didnt => is it a blessing?
Or I understand noting at all but everything makes sense.Fourcrows said:
PsyDuckmonkey
witch
A rare opportunity to die and then reliably come back.
VoyagerGrey
Esteemed member
My experiences have varied wildly but to briefly sum up last night's experience-
It was like being a firework shot out of a space cannon which itself had just been launched by rail gun from a space ship traversing the Kessel run in under 12 parsecs [sic], while being both the cannon and the fireworks shell, then exploding into infinite space while simultaneously imploding into myself over and over again... until finally crashing face first into the ethereal jello of corporeal existence and remembering to take a breath. Then spending the next 10 minutes still very much in-between worlds, alternating between laughing and crying, wondering "What the fuck just happened?", "Why do I do this to myself?" and "When can I go again?"
For the curious among you: This ride was the 2nd and final of the evening, induced by 40 mg of freebase DMT electronically vaporized ~1.5hr post drinking 2.5g worth of brewed Syrian Rue.
It was like being a firework shot out of a space cannon which itself had just been launched by rail gun from a space ship traversing the Kessel run in under 12 parsecs [sic], while being both the cannon and the fireworks shell, then exploding into infinite space while simultaneously imploding into myself over and over again... until finally crashing face first into the ethereal jello of corporeal existence and remembering to take a breath. Then spending the next 10 minutes still very much in-between worlds, alternating between laughing and crying, wondering "What the fuck just happened?", "Why do I do this to myself?" and "When can I go again?"
For the curious among you: This ride was the 2nd and final of the evening, induced by 40 mg of freebase DMT electronically vaporized ~1.5hr post drinking 2.5g worth of brewed Syrian Rue.
Toke, inhale, breathe out, getting violently slurped into hyperspace, then brought back as a better version of your previous self, then, then you have to decide what to do with this newfound treasure, keep it or... go in again?
Kind regards,
The Traveler
Kind regards,
The Traveler
neurobloom
Established member
Neural bloom.
AwesomeUsername
Esteemed member
What the ... just happened, am I dead, is this heaven/hell, wait a minute I was just tripping, holly ... that was intense.