I had my first experience with this substance about 3 weeks ago. I have a mg scale, but it's not very reliable at such small quantities so my dose was not weighed. I put some caapi at the bottom of the bowl, some DMT on top of that, followed by more caapi. The bowl was stuffed full. It was in a small glass bong with no water. I hit the bowl repeatedly until it was cashed, trying not to breathe in any smoke. I would alternate from filling the chamber with smoke and covering the top of the bong till there was nothing left in the bowl. At this point I inhaled the entire contents of the bong. I was immediately overwhelmed with a high pitched ringing that grew more and more intense. My vision began to vibrate and I had no choice but to lay out on the couch and close my eyes. I immediately felt the presence of several other entities surrounding me. About 15 seconds in they entities began to show themselves. They were recognized as "Grey's". There was 4-5 of them surrounding me. There was a light above them and I felt like I was lying on an examining table as they inspected me. I could hear their thoughts and they were debating with one another whether I was worthy of such an experience or just another stupid druggie invading their world. I could not communicate with them, but had the feeling they knew what was happening in my head. They debated amongst themselves until finally it was like someone flipped a switch and sent me spiraling down into hell. I could feel my body falling rapidly as if in a bottomless hole. I saw the most horrific visions I have ever seen. It was very hard to talk myself out of this self manifested hell. I convinced myself this was only a test and one I could handle. They started talking to me (telepathically) again, only this time they had harsh Scottish accents. They focused on my past transgressions and told me not to come back unless I heeded their warning and changed some things I have needed to change for some time. One of the Grey's appeared again and opened a door out of nowhere. In actuality it was more like he ripped a hole in space and inside all I could see were beautiful colors. I sensed the world he showed me was full of love and happiness. He said "this is what awaits you if you take our advice and fix what you know is wrong". I was absolutely blown away. At this point the trip began to wind down. They continued to reiterate that I must take the advice I had been given, but the trip began to take a much lighter tone. As the experience wound down, their voice became distorted and almost unintelligible. I reminded me of the sound a toy makes when it is low on batteries. The tone gets lower and lower and more drawn out until...nothing. I opened my eyes and all I could say to my wife was "holy fuck".
Fast forward a couple weeks
I smoked some DMT in the same fashion, only this time I added Blue Lotus and Calea instead of the caapi. I had taken the steps suggested to me in my last journey and was greatly rewarded with such a pleasant experience. There were two women gossiping and hanging clothes. They appeared to be from a few centuries prior, possibly 1500s. Everything was extremely detailed, down to the cracks is the beautiful stucco walls. They had the most lovely British accents I have ever heard. In fact they were the most beautiful voices I have ever heard, period. They were talking about me as if I was not there, but I liked what I heard. All of the sudden only one woman was left and everything else went black. She had a paint pallet in one hand and a small paintbrush in the other. She carefully mixed some colors and began fling the paint around in the blackness. When the paint landed it formed stars, planets, and galaxies. I was watching the creation of the universe and she was "God". This startled me as I am not religious, but instead very spiritual. I could not see her face but I knew she would have been the most beautiful woman in existence. I could feel her beauty, her love, and I watched as she created everything. The trip began to wind down and I opened my eyes with a huge grin stretched across my face. This is the reward they were referring to. This was bliss.
I still don't know what to think of the woman. My only explanation continues to be that she was the creator of everything. God, if you like to call her that. I prefer to call her Mother, or the Great Spirit. It just seems more fitting.
Has anybody else experienced something similar? By similar I mean that your first journey into the DMT realm felt more like a test than anything else. I feel like it is how "they" or "it" weed out all non-hackers. Thoughts?
Fast forward a couple weeks
I smoked some DMT in the same fashion, only this time I added Blue Lotus and Calea instead of the caapi. I had taken the steps suggested to me in my last journey and was greatly rewarded with such a pleasant experience. There were two women gossiping and hanging clothes. They appeared to be from a few centuries prior, possibly 1500s. Everything was extremely detailed, down to the cracks is the beautiful stucco walls. They had the most lovely British accents I have ever heard. In fact they were the most beautiful voices I have ever heard, period. They were talking about me as if I was not there, but I liked what I heard. All of the sudden only one woman was left and everything else went black. She had a paint pallet in one hand and a small paintbrush in the other. She carefully mixed some colors and began fling the paint around in the blackness. When the paint landed it formed stars, planets, and galaxies. I was watching the creation of the universe and she was "God". This startled me as I am not religious, but instead very spiritual. I could not see her face but I knew she would have been the most beautiful woman in existence. I could feel her beauty, her love, and I watched as she created everything. The trip began to wind down and I opened my eyes with a huge grin stretched across my face. This is the reward they were referring to. This was bliss.
I still don't know what to think of the woman. My only explanation continues to be that she was the creator of everything. God, if you like to call her that. I prefer to call her Mother, or the Great Spirit. It just seems more fitting.
Has anybody else experienced something similar? By similar I mean that your first journey into the DMT realm felt more like a test than anything else. I feel like it is how "they" or "it" weed out all non-hackers. Thoughts?