TheRawringDinosaur
Rising Star
Parabowl just posted a nice post about the Sound of DMT. I found it to be exactly what I heard on my basically horrible experience.
So I had my set up like usual, and everything before this had went great, good experiences.
10 seconds after I was 'holding the hit, I was blasted out of my head. That intense humming and rhythmic clamor started taking over and soon this swirling spiraling wall of colours came flying towards me (which eventually was just repeating itself over and over.) Then I started making myself believe that I had already died and that this is what death was like. (later it was like being on a hospital bed surrounded by my family while I was secretly just dying...
I had this intense pain but more like pressure, through certain parts of my body. Like I was magnetized. I really lost sense of who I was but I knew that I just did something //smoke DMT.. I thought that what I just did was the key, that it just woke me up.. and here I was. dying
:|
Now. Did I get stuck between here and a breakthrough or am I just kinda messed up somehow :| :?: When you break through does that awful sound of still-empty-death stop? Will the pressure between my physical body leave?
I tried it a couple more times after this experience, with small amounts, and 3 weeks apart but they turned into awful experiences as well. I heard it can be uncomfortable on smaller doses.. so I found out.
Here's an experience I found that caught it pretty well.
"I had been up for three days and two nights working on a manuscript. That was the first mistake. The room where the 'experiment' was to take place was a dirty, dingy, insanely cluttered pesthole. That was the second mistake. I was told that I would see God. That was the third and worst mistake of all.
"The needle jabbed into my arm and the dimethyl-triptamine oozed into my bloodstream. At the same time the steam came on with a rhythmic metallic clamor and I remember thinking that it would be good to have some heat. Within thirty seconds I noticed a change, or rather I noticed that there had never been any change, that I had been in this dreamy, unworldly state for millions of years. I told this to Dr. ____, who said, 'Good, then it is beginning to pass the blood-brain barrier.'
"It was too fast. Much too fast. I looked up at what a minute ago had been doors and cabinets, and all I could see were parallel lines falling away into absurdities. Dimensions were outraged. The geometry of things crashed blindly into one another and crumbled into chaos. I thought to myself, 'But he said that I would see God, that I would know the meaning of the universe.' I closed my eyes. Perhaps God was there, behind my eyeballs.
"Something was there, all right; Something, coming at me from a distant and empty horizon. At first it was a pinpoint, then it was a smudge, and then -- a formless growing Shape. A sound accompanied its progress towards me -- a rising, rhythmic, metallic whine; a staccato meeyow that was issuing from a diamond larynx. And then, there it loomed before me, a devastating horror, a cosmic diamond cat. It filled the sky, it filled all space. There was nowhere to go. It was all that was. There was no place for me in this -- Its universe. I felt levelled under the cruel glare of its crystalline brilliance. My mind, my body, my vestige of self-esteem perished in the hard glint of its diamond cells.
So I had my set up like usual, and everything before this had went great, good experiences.
10 seconds after I was 'holding the hit, I was blasted out of my head. That intense humming and rhythmic clamor started taking over and soon this swirling spiraling wall of colours came flying towards me (which eventually was just repeating itself over and over.) Then I started making myself believe that I had already died and that this is what death was like. (later it was like being on a hospital bed surrounded by my family while I was secretly just dying...
I had this intense pain but more like pressure, through certain parts of my body. Like I was magnetized. I really lost sense of who I was but I knew that I just did something //smoke DMT.. I thought that what I just did was the key, that it just woke me up.. and here I was. dying
:|
Now. Did I get stuck between here and a breakthrough or am I just kinda messed up somehow :| :?: When you break through does that awful sound of still-empty-death stop? Will the pressure between my physical body leave?
I tried it a couple more times after this experience, with small amounts, and 3 weeks apart but they turned into awful experiences as well. I heard it can be uncomfortable on smaller doses.. so I found out.
Here's an experience I found that caught it pretty well.
"I had been up for three days and two nights working on a manuscript. That was the first mistake. The room where the 'experiment' was to take place was a dirty, dingy, insanely cluttered pesthole. That was the second mistake. I was told that I would see God. That was the third and worst mistake of all.
"The needle jabbed into my arm and the dimethyl-triptamine oozed into my bloodstream. At the same time the steam came on with a rhythmic metallic clamor and I remember thinking that it would be good to have some heat. Within thirty seconds I noticed a change, or rather I noticed that there had never been any change, that I had been in this dreamy, unworldly state for millions of years. I told this to Dr. ____, who said, 'Good, then it is beginning to pass the blood-brain barrier.'
"It was too fast. Much too fast. I looked up at what a minute ago had been doors and cabinets, and all I could see were parallel lines falling away into absurdities. Dimensions were outraged. The geometry of things crashed blindly into one another and crumbled into chaos. I thought to myself, 'But he said that I would see God, that I would know the meaning of the universe.' I closed my eyes. Perhaps God was there, behind my eyeballs.
"Something was there, all right; Something, coming at me from a distant and empty horizon. At first it was a pinpoint, then it was a smudge, and then -- a formless growing Shape. A sound accompanied its progress towards me -- a rising, rhythmic, metallic whine; a staccato meeyow that was issuing from a diamond larynx. And then, there it loomed before me, a devastating horror, a cosmic diamond cat. It filled the sky, it filled all space. There was nowhere to go. It was all that was. There was no place for me in this -- Its universe. I felt levelled under the cruel glare of its crystalline brilliance. My mind, my body, my vestige of self-esteem perished in the hard glint of its diamond cells.
