Ok so about 15 mins ago I smoked an unknown amount of pretty impure spice.
Anyway, when I closed my eyes I was in a field or huge room of some sort. There were these being of some sort. I saw them but every time I tried to focus in on one I couldn't. They were there but I wasn't allowed to be shown their face or something. Anyway, they were making these noises like buzzing or humming and seemed to be playing this game and wanting me to participate. I started to hum and buzz with them but after I learned how to play they started to leave. I asked them to stay and said you don't have to leave but they told me they had to. As they were leaving the field/room started to transform into a house of some sort. There was a mother and daughter there and they were doing something completely foreign to me. I asked them what it was and was just im complete awe. It involved some sort of object my brain couldn't grasp and once again I couldn't focus in on these people. I saw them but at the same time didn't. I became convinced they were my family at some point, but I don't remember how. It's at this point I remember I'm on DMT and I open my eyes. The entire room is covered in ancient patterns, but I want to go back to the house. I close my eyes again but realize I can't go back so just enjoy the breathing room and odd designs.
Was this a break through? I really can't remember most of the trip, but I know it was much crazier than I described it. I have almost zero experience with psychedelics, and this is the hardest I've tripped in my life. I had 1 other fairly strong DMT trip but it was mostly red geometry and I can't put it into words at all. This trip was more like a story looking back on it. I don't remember if I remembered I was tripping and could open my eyes during the first portion of the trip or not, but I'm thinking no. The entire experience felt very real if you will. Comments? This is probably really dumb, but I don't want to edit it for grammar and spelling. Man... Are DMT experiences normally more intense than this? This wasn't negative at all, but I didn't think "Oh god I did too much" like Terence McKenna says one must to achieve the results. Anyway, I'm happy with the whole experience and will def. try some more. The trip had a lot of blues greens, where my other trip on DMT which I can't really explain at all was made of reds and whites.
Also, sorry but since I'm new to tripping I probably did a poor job explaining this. Dunno how else to put it in words though.
EDIT: Reading over the first part of this is kinda junky. I'm thinking I was still tripping a little looking back on this lol.
Anyway, when I closed my eyes I was in a field or huge room of some sort. There were these being of some sort. I saw them but every time I tried to focus in on one I couldn't. They were there but I wasn't allowed to be shown their face or something. Anyway, they were making these noises like buzzing or humming and seemed to be playing this game and wanting me to participate. I started to hum and buzz with them but after I learned how to play they started to leave. I asked them to stay and said you don't have to leave but they told me they had to. As they were leaving the field/room started to transform into a house of some sort. There was a mother and daughter there and they were doing something completely foreign to me. I asked them what it was and was just im complete awe. It involved some sort of object my brain couldn't grasp and once again I couldn't focus in on these people. I saw them but at the same time didn't. I became convinced they were my family at some point, but I don't remember how. It's at this point I remember I'm on DMT and I open my eyes. The entire room is covered in ancient patterns, but I want to go back to the house. I close my eyes again but realize I can't go back so just enjoy the breathing room and odd designs.
Was this a break through? I really can't remember most of the trip, but I know it was much crazier than I described it. I have almost zero experience with psychedelics, and this is the hardest I've tripped in my life. I had 1 other fairly strong DMT trip but it was mostly red geometry and I can't put it into words at all. This trip was more like a story looking back on it. I don't remember if I remembered I was tripping and could open my eyes during the first portion of the trip or not, but I'm thinking no. The entire experience felt very real if you will. Comments? This is probably really dumb, but I don't want to edit it for grammar and spelling. Man... Are DMT experiences normally more intense than this? This wasn't negative at all, but I didn't think "Oh god I did too much" like Terence McKenna says one must to achieve the results. Anyway, I'm happy with the whole experience and will def. try some more. The trip had a lot of blues greens, where my other trip on DMT which I can't really explain at all was made of reds and whites.
Also, sorry but since I'm new to tripping I probably did a poor job explaining this. Dunno how else to put it in words though.
EDIT: Reading over the first part of this is kinda junky. I'm thinking I was still tripping a little looking back on this lol.