I want to pop in here really just to share. I thoroughly appreciate everything in this thread. I feel like a pebble in a lake
I'm inexperienced with DMT and Ayahuasca. I have had an experience with Acacia Confusa goo full of those goopy plant oils and such. I didn't really have a way of vaporizing it and I actually held a regular lighter to a metal bowl with a makeshift mouthpiece to prevent my lips from burning but I did get a very decent amount of vapor and I had held that in for as long as I could with determination.
I didn't actually truly realize; truly realize, what would ensue. I mean, after this I just understood what a breakthrough was. I think there's more to come later in life as I come back to experimenting with DMT and Ayahuasca. It's so cool, that discovery and foray
I think that my awareness of being in-body was relevant for a really short period during that explode. I remember being in a lot of awe as my consciousness lost its own self in a natural disaster of the senses like a rocketship or a hurricane; a manifestation so profoundly experienced with lucidity that it borders between the thin line of physical, real, and psychological. There was a tone of the basic emotion of surprise experienced in sharp brilliant shock and catharsis
I got to experience unfathomable synesthesia and the crossing of taste and smell with my sense of being in-body. I think there was a very lucid and potent hallucination during that first and intense peak where I had blown or exploded into gooey textures and sticky liquids. The out-of-body experience was really remarkable because beyond lucid dreaming and one experience with sleep paralysis I had never actually experienced that much of the out-of-body experience; and this was particularly intense and exceeded any expectation I had preconceived of in my imagination prior to experimentation.
I remember traveling through planes and constructs of fractal horizon, through gooey, wet, sticky, colorful oozing worlds. During a period sometime after peaking and that "really intense ripping off of the bandaid that would be your in-body experience" when I was settled into the experience, I traveled with two entities representing my conception of Indigenous ancestors; a medicine man and women (both partners) and was complimented with companionship like that of a mentor trying to pass on support through guidance and I was given love by both and particularly the message to accept love.
[I believe that to just be my own preconceived paradigms - I come from the perspective that DMT is a unique drug, but none the less a drug induced hallucination - that's an understatement]
I am not always so able to open my heart. It's harder than you think if something equally profound like depression or family dysfunction or addiction clamps your heart, and I will say that I really appreciate being able to have that experience where I'd let go of my loss of control and could submit to being a passive observer.
I think during the plateau I experienced existential quandary. Had I died? Who am I? Will this drug wear off? I had the anxiety toward the tail end that I had actually passed away. Soon after the effects of DMT had taken course I felt satisfied with my experiment and experience. It proved life changing and thought provoking. It was really cool to experience something like that at 19 years of age while the world is your oyster (still young, latter twenties)
I had a stint with Ayahausca too; I didn't have much in terms of visions. I had a lot of physical touch-oriented manifestations. Buzzing frequencies through my body and ecstasy, ecstasy, and ecstasy. I used meditative body movements combined with intentional breathing; like dancing is to prayer. I also wept, sobbed, cried after the initial peak of ecstasy where I had been laughing and grinning previously. I experienced mood swings like never before lol

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Both experiences were fantastic. I prefer Ayahausca.
I also have had many experiences with Psilocybin. Psilocybin has helped me with treating depression. My first time that I had used psilocybin I experienced intense empathy for people with mental illness, for friends and family members in the group setting, and for the hundreds of thousands of homelessness in the U.S. (tied to my empathy for people with mental illness).
I also had a wonderful chance experience with psilocybin near to the time when Lawrence Ferlinghetti passed away. This is a really interesting coincidence; I briefly mentioned it in my introduction essay
compulsimple: an introduction essay - Introduction Essay - Welcome to the DMT-Nexus This was a much more recent experience with Psilocybin. I mean,
FUDGE in his death he impacted the living eternity out of me as a mentor and it was randomly when I had decided to take a plunge into psilocybin once more.
Go watch the interview on Ferlinghetti while taking mushrooms or LSD or your preferred choice of psychedelic and pair that with some of his literature. The pocket poets series is really great reading for during, before, and after tripping. Poetry can be very psychedelic, sexual, and itself a form of integration
again, love you all and happy to share with everyone