So I took the third toke, long and slow, I vaporized.
But this time the hyperspace was different. As soon as I noticed myself in this new realm I switched off the light and went to bed. I closed my eyes but the fractal patterns were scary (never happened before, they are always pure love). So I opened my eyes in this dim little room of mine and went into a meditative position. The vibe totally resembled me my last terror trip with DMT in August when I went so far that I seriously thought I have died until I accepted my own death. The world however, was totally different than anything before and to make matters worse I suddenly got this Deja Vu feeling and started wishing it was already over. I mean I've seen this alien world before and already thought I can handle its every aspect so I was filled with awe when I understood that DMT is full of surprises (including the negative ones).
I tried to keep calm but my heart rate went up because I got these weird fear based thoughts that this is it, and I'm not getting a second chance this time. I concentrated on breathing and looked my watch to see how much time it is left until the affects should start wearing off. But when I looked my watch I quickly understood that time had no meaning at that moment. The round glass of my hand watch was metallic and polished like this:
I tried to meditate (think of nothing) but I got this very strong and annoying feeling that if lose every contact with the real reality I might not find my way back. So I started to imagine a girl that I love but who isn't mine yet. Thinking of her got me through the worst in August so I knew that it might work again. If I was a religious person I would have prayed to find a way back but I wasn't so there really were not many anchors to hold on. I concentrated on her face for a while, thinking how beautiful she is and it worked. I wasn't afraid any more so I kept doing it until I opened my eyes for a while and saw that my room is getting normal again.
Then I cried as if I had just escaped a den full of hungry lions while already having accepted that this might be it for me. This was the second time I was willing to quit DMT forever if it would have brought me back from that disturbing unreality. It's a pity that fearful experiences like that can occur, although they have been rare. The best trips have been the ones where I get to experience the eternal joy of being and pure love escorted by fantastic closed eye visuals.
I've been experimenting with an intention to learn more about this place where we are but such strong experiences make me seriously consider that I should pass the pipe to some other adventurer and retire.
But this time the hyperspace was different. As soon as I noticed myself in this new realm I switched off the light and went to bed. I closed my eyes but the fractal patterns were scary (never happened before, they are always pure love). So I opened my eyes in this dim little room of mine and went into a meditative position. The vibe totally resembled me my last terror trip with DMT in August when I went so far that I seriously thought I have died until I accepted my own death. The world however, was totally different than anything before and to make matters worse I suddenly got this Deja Vu feeling and started wishing it was already over. I mean I've seen this alien world before and already thought I can handle its every aspect so I was filled with awe when I understood that DMT is full of surprises (including the negative ones).
I tried to keep calm but my heart rate went up because I got these weird fear based thoughts that this is it, and I'm not getting a second chance this time. I concentrated on breathing and looked my watch to see how much time it is left until the affects should start wearing off. But when I looked my watch I quickly understood that time had no meaning at that moment. The round glass of my hand watch was metallic and polished like this:
I tried to meditate (think of nothing) but I got this very strong and annoying feeling that if lose every contact with the real reality I might not find my way back. So I started to imagine a girl that I love but who isn't mine yet. Thinking of her got me through the worst in August so I knew that it might work again. If I was a religious person I would have prayed to find a way back but I wasn't so there really were not many anchors to hold on. I concentrated on her face for a while, thinking how beautiful she is and it worked. I wasn't afraid any more so I kept doing it until I opened my eyes for a while and saw that my room is getting normal again.
Then I cried as if I had just escaped a den full of hungry lions while already having accepted that this might be it for me. This was the second time I was willing to quit DMT forever if it would have brought me back from that disturbing unreality. It's a pity that fearful experiences like that can occur, although they have been rare. The best trips have been the ones where I get to experience the eternal joy of being and pure love escorted by fantastic closed eye visuals.
I've been experimenting with an intention to learn more about this place where we are but such strong experiences make me seriously consider that I should pass the pipe to some other adventurer and retire.
these polished rapid kaleidoscopic visuals in combination with ultra light body weight feeling and having almost nothing resembling me the good old natural world that I left by was so scary to witness that I didn't even want to look at these features. It was just too much for that moment to handle. It's weird though that I haven't met any entities yet, I've been experimenting with DMT for half a year now and I'm always alone in these new realms I get to visit.

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