WalkingSpirit
Rising Star
April 18th, 2010, my roommate and I died between the hours of 10 and 12:30 pm. During this time, we experienced death, the threshold, hyperspace, and an invitation to stay there. At 9:30 we took our first dose of harmalas and dmt mixed in orange juice. I took 120mg of harmala and 100mg of dmt. My roommate took 80mg of harmala and 50mg of dmt.
Just 5 minutes in and my experience had begun with small visualizations. Mostly in my peripherals, the bending of space took place. As time passed, visualizations became stronger and stranger. After 45 minutes, it was like I had on rainbow goggles. Everything I saw was one color or another and it kept changing through the spectrum. I was feeling out the approach to hyperspace; I would place my hand on the kitchen counter and apply pressure to cause vibrations.
Soon after, I was on the threshold it would seem. I could see a world within this one. Spirits who wish to be seen would enter this plane. At anytime my roommate and I could close our eyes and just be there, at the threshold. We weren’t passing through yet. We had two friends smoking change while watching us. We also each smoked some potent change. We offered our friends the rest of the harmala and some dmt. They accepted.
I gave one friend 50mg of dmt and 80mg of harmalas. I gave the other 100mg of dmt and 120mg of harmalas. The second one has a high sensitivity with dmt; several times I have packed a bowl for her and she has trouble getting high off it. Anyways, my friends end up not liking how horrible the drink tasted. I forgot to mention that; if not completely dissolved, dmt tastes horrible.
Anyways, I walk out to use the bathroom. When I get back, my roommate, who I will call Smalls from now on, drank the girl’s dose. He had no clue what he was in for; he had ingested about 200mg of dmt and 200mg of harmala. I decided to do what I could to join him and finished my other friends’ drink.
Things quickly began to escalate. My brother and the female friend came into the room. Smalls and I knew they were going to try to screw with our heads so we kicked them out but they kept bugging us. I went to my room and locked the door. I put my bucket in the corner of my bed and laid down. I started to go into a trance when I started to purge. I grabbed the bucket and purged a few times and instantly passed out.
I woke up, gasping for air as I rose my head out of the bucket and passed out again. This continued a few times until I reached for my door and went outside into the hall. I stumbled to the bathroom to wash up when one of our friends came out to check on me. My brother and he tried to talk to me but I could barely keep straight. I went into my room and laid down.
Another short trance and things get bad. Smalls and I are both in excruciating pain. We start to rage and feel like we’re going to explode. We both say, “I’m dying.” Following that, another trance comes and swallows us up. I remember seeing myself laying on my bed as I floated upwards. I asked to see things, I had questions. I couldn’t make out the answers. I could feel Smalls was agitated and I projected myself into his room. I was there for a few seconds. Then, what came was an eternity of despair.
I felt spirits tugging at me and fighting with me as I floated through this realm. I felt pain, anger, sadness, death, everything was horrible and it felt forever. I could hear Smalls screaming in my head, “Okay, I’ve had enough of this! I need it to end.”
I kept coaching him, “It’s alright, we can do this.” We continued to have conversations like this. We traveled a bit and at one point, merged souls. Soon we were separated and a soul began talking to me. “You can come home if you wish; or you can return to your human body.”
This is when things got real for me. I was consciously aware of this conversation. I thought to myself, this is what I want. I can go home and explore this new world again. I saw the world beyond in glimpses throughout the trip. I wanted to be there.
I looked back at my body and couldn’t leave it. I had a feeling like there was something for me in this world. I told the spirit, “I still have much to do.” I soon returned. The trip ended for me and now I was just really euphoric and in a light trance that really made it hard to move. No one was around at the time I was gone but Smalls at one point stopped breathing.
I went into his room and he was shaken up. He wanted the girl to leave because she had been messing with him during a lot of the trip. She basically ruined it for him. He and I began talking gibberish to one another which no one could make sense of yet we still completely understood. We still had a telepathic link and could feel everyone’s presence in the room as well as feel their intentions.
During the come down, my friend and I talked about what happened. Death. What we saw. We talked about the conversations we had telepathically. We made some soup, watched a movie, and just chilled for a bit. Smalls is like a brother and my best friend now. The next day, we saw life completely new and have sorta lost any fear of death. We’d gladly do it all over again.
Just 5 minutes in and my experience had begun with small visualizations. Mostly in my peripherals, the bending of space took place. As time passed, visualizations became stronger and stranger. After 45 minutes, it was like I had on rainbow goggles. Everything I saw was one color or another and it kept changing through the spectrum. I was feeling out the approach to hyperspace; I would place my hand on the kitchen counter and apply pressure to cause vibrations.
Soon after, I was on the threshold it would seem. I could see a world within this one. Spirits who wish to be seen would enter this plane. At anytime my roommate and I could close our eyes and just be there, at the threshold. We weren’t passing through yet. We had two friends smoking change while watching us. We also each smoked some potent change. We offered our friends the rest of the harmala and some dmt. They accepted.
I gave one friend 50mg of dmt and 80mg of harmalas. I gave the other 100mg of dmt and 120mg of harmalas. The second one has a high sensitivity with dmt; several times I have packed a bowl for her and she has trouble getting high off it. Anyways, my friends end up not liking how horrible the drink tasted. I forgot to mention that; if not completely dissolved, dmt tastes horrible.
Anyways, I walk out to use the bathroom. When I get back, my roommate, who I will call Smalls from now on, drank the girl’s dose. He had no clue what he was in for; he had ingested about 200mg of dmt and 200mg of harmala. I decided to do what I could to join him and finished my other friends’ drink.
Things quickly began to escalate. My brother and the female friend came into the room. Smalls and I knew they were going to try to screw with our heads so we kicked them out but they kept bugging us. I went to my room and locked the door. I put my bucket in the corner of my bed and laid down. I started to go into a trance when I started to purge. I grabbed the bucket and purged a few times and instantly passed out.
I woke up, gasping for air as I rose my head out of the bucket and passed out again. This continued a few times until I reached for my door and went outside into the hall. I stumbled to the bathroom to wash up when one of our friends came out to check on me. My brother and he tried to talk to me but I could barely keep straight. I went into my room and laid down.
Another short trance and things get bad. Smalls and I are both in excruciating pain. We start to rage and feel like we’re going to explode. We both say, “I’m dying.” Following that, another trance comes and swallows us up. I remember seeing myself laying on my bed as I floated upwards. I asked to see things, I had questions. I couldn’t make out the answers. I could feel Smalls was agitated and I projected myself into his room. I was there for a few seconds. Then, what came was an eternity of despair.
I felt spirits tugging at me and fighting with me as I floated through this realm. I felt pain, anger, sadness, death, everything was horrible and it felt forever. I could hear Smalls screaming in my head, “Okay, I’ve had enough of this! I need it to end.”
I kept coaching him, “It’s alright, we can do this.” We continued to have conversations like this. We traveled a bit and at one point, merged souls. Soon we were separated and a soul began talking to me. “You can come home if you wish; or you can return to your human body.”
This is when things got real for me. I was consciously aware of this conversation. I thought to myself, this is what I want. I can go home and explore this new world again. I saw the world beyond in glimpses throughout the trip. I wanted to be there.
I looked back at my body and couldn’t leave it. I had a feeling like there was something for me in this world. I told the spirit, “I still have much to do.” I soon returned. The trip ended for me and now I was just really euphoric and in a light trance that really made it hard to move. No one was around at the time I was gone but Smalls at one point stopped breathing.
I went into his room and he was shaken up. He wanted the girl to leave because she had been messing with him during a lot of the trip. She basically ruined it for him. He and I began talking gibberish to one another which no one could make sense of yet we still completely understood. We still had a telepathic link and could feel everyone’s presence in the room as well as feel their intentions.
During the come down, my friend and I talked about what happened. Death. What we saw. We talked about the conversations we had telepathically. We made some soup, watched a movie, and just chilled for a bit. Smalls is like a brother and my best friend now. The next day, we saw life completely new and have sorta lost any fear of death. We’d gladly do it all over again.
