..welcome:d , i am sentimentally fond of when it was new to me, but it still seems 'now' & awesome.

once had an experience where i was breathing in watery stuff (like i could physically feel it in my lungs).

had to force myself to accept it (with the internal rational observer assuring me that no one had ever died of smoking dmt)

when i had surrendered the fear, then the whole beautiful thing engulfed me...

"...the outside is in the inside, as the inside is on the outside."