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☮ Social ☮ Mike Tyson on smoking DMT

Are bad trips or freak outs common on 5-MEO-DMT? A friend of mine snorted some, thought he was dying, and he basically completely stopped tripping even going as far as taking microdoses of LSD, so he would get the body buzz or stimulation but saw no visuals such as trails, brighter colors, flashes of light, fractals, etc.

There is a Forbes magazine article about Mike Tyson using DMT and a study is mentioned. I tried linking it here but it would not let me.
 
if your dumb and don't give 5 meo respect then that is their fault for not doing proper research on 5 meo they can have fun going crazy for the next few years because they refuse to accept truth.

There are no bad trips on 5 meo unless the person giving it to you rapes you or drowns you to death like those fake shamans who are now banned by the international 5 meo conference.

this is the most informative thing you can watch about 5 meo that covers everything by professionals from the czech republic.



5 meo dmt is the most intense and powerful experince on earth you will die and have union with god with forever lasting effects on you and reactivations for months after.

5 meo dmt is the most wonderful experince anybody can ever have if done properly and under safe supervision.

There is only the trip which is you die everything disappears and there is the white infinite light which is god which you are. No one survives been a atheist after a 5meo breakthrough.


Your body can literally do anything if you are still fighting instead of full release non duality
 
if your dumb and don't give 5 meo respect then that is their fault for not doing proper research on 5 meo they can have fun going crazy for the next few years because they refuse to accept truth.

There are no bad trips on 5 meo unless the person giving it to you rapes you or drowns you to death like those fake shamans who are now banned by the international 5 meo conference.

this is the most informative thing you can watch about 5 meo that covers everything by professionals from the czech republic.



5 meo dmt is the most intense and powerful experince on earth you will die and have union with god with forever lasting effects on you and reactivations for months after.

5 meo dmt is the most wonderful experince anybody can ever have if done properly and under safe supervision.

There is only the trip which is you die everything disappears and there is the white infinite light which is god which you are. No one survives been a atheist after a 5meo breakthrough.


Your body can literally do anything if you are still fighting instead of full release non duality

That sounds amazing! Is this what happens to people and everything alive during death?

Edit: my friend bought some online decades ago and read you could snort it, and did this and he did not like the experience. He did not go crazy but he was basically done with tripping, like actually tripping besides two other mushroom experiences.
 
30 mg snorted of 5 meo dmt is more intense than 20 tabs of strong acid. Yes when you die you realize you were god playing a game all along.
Do Ayahuasca and vaporized/smoked NN-DMT have the same effect? 🤔

I have no idea,how much 5-MEO-DMT my friend snorted. He did it before we ever met.
 
5 meo dmt is like dmt times one million its on another level to ayahuasca and dmt. Though these can lead to similar states on very high dose trips the state achieved on 5 meo dmt opens you to a energy that will never leave your life again and is just so beyond them all.
 
5 meo dmt is like dmt times one million its on another level to ayahuasca and dmt. Though these can lead to similar states on very high dose trips the state achieved on 5 meo dmt opens you to a energy that will never leave your life again and is just so beyond them all.
So what would happen if an atheist like Richard Dawkins smoked 5-MEO-DMT? Or a lifelong former Soviet atheist?
 
It certainly seems that way based on this trip report:

the beginning of the experience was very sudden and dramatic. I was hit by a thunderbolt of immense power that instantly shattered and dissolved my everyday reality. I lost all contact with the surrounding world, which completely disappeared as if by magic. In the past, whenever I had taken a high-dose of psychedelics, I liked to lie down and make myself comfortable. This time, any such concerns were irrelevant because I lost awareness of my body, as well as of the environment. After the session, I was told that after taking a couple of drags, I sat there for several minutes like a sculpture, holding the pipe near my mouth. Cristina and Paul had to take the pipe from my hand and put my body in a reclining position on the couch.

In all my previous sessions, I had always maintained basic orientation. I knew who I was, where I was, and why I was having unusual experiences. This time all this dissolved in a matter of seconds. The awareness of my everyday existence, my name, my whereabouts, and my life disappeared as if by magic. Stan Grof … California … United States … planet Earth … these concepts faintly echoed for a few moments like dreamlike images on the far periphery of my consciousness and then faded away altogether. I tried hard to remember myself of all the existence of the realities I used to know, but they suddenly did not make any sense.

In all my previous psychedelic sessions there always had been some rich specific content. The experiences related to my present lifetime – the story of my childhood, infancy, birth, and embryonal life – or to various themes from the transpersonal domain – my past life experiences, images from human history, archetypal visions of deities or demons, or visits to various mythological domains. This time, none of these dimensions seemed to exist, let alone manifest. My only reality was a mass of radiant swirling energy of immense proportions that seemed to contain all of existence in a condensed and entirely abstract form. I became Consciousness facing the Absolute.

It had the brightness of myriad suns, yet it was not the same continuum with any light I knew from everyday life. It seemed to be pure consciousness, intelligence, and creative energy transcending all polarities. It was infinite and finite, divine and demonic, terrifying and ecstatic, creative and destructive - all that and much more. I had no concept, no categories for what I was witnessing. I could not maintain a sense of separate existence in the face of such a force. My ordinary identity was shattered and dissolved; I became one with the Source. In retrospect, I believe I must have experienced the Dharmakaya, the Primary Clear Light, which according to the Tibetan Book of the Dead, the Bardo Thödol, appears at the moment of our death. It bore some resemblance to what I encountered in my first LSD session, but it was much more over whelming and completely extinguished any sense of my separate identity.

My encounter with the Absolute lasted approximately 20 minutes of clock time, as measured by external observers. As far as I was concerned, during the entire duration of my experience, time ceased to exist and lost any meaning whatsoever. After what seemed like an eternity, concrete dreamlike images and concepts began to form in my experiential field. I started intuiting fleeting images of a cosmos with galaxies, stars, and planets, Later, I gradually visualized a solar system, and within it the Earth, with large continents.

Initially, these images were very distant and unreal, but as the experience continued, I started to feel that these realities might actually have objective existence. Gradually, this crystallized further into the images of the United States and California. The last to emerge was the sense of my everyday identity and the awareness of my present life. At first, the contact with the ordinary reality was extremely faint. I recognized where I was and what the circumstances were. But I was sure that I had taken a dose that was excessive and that I was actually dying. For some time, I believed I was experiencing the bardo, the intermediate state between my present life and my birth in the next incarnation, as it is described in the Tibetan texts.

As I was regaining more solid contact with reality, I reached a point where I knew that I was coming down from a psychedelic session and that I would survive this experiment. I was lying there, still experiencing myself as dying, but now without the sense that my present life was threatened. My dying seemed to be related to scenes from my previous incarnations. I found myself in many dramatic situations happening in different parts of the world throughout the centuries, all of them dangerous and painful. Various groups of muscles in my body were twitching and shaking, as my body was hurting and dying in these different contexts. However, as my karmic history played out in my body, I was in a state of profound bliss, completely detached from all these dramas, which persisted even after all the specific content disappeared from my experience.

- Stanislav Grof, "When the Impossible Happens: Adventures in Non-Ordinary Reality." (2006)
 
Seeing as no-one knows what real "death" is like - saying "death is like 5-meo-dmt" is pure horseshit. Death is something that no-one has survived - it's a one-way ticket. "Near death" is something else entirely - we can all feel funny if someone fucks with the blood supply to your brain or you get fucked up on drugs.

Saying tripping is "like dying" has been a staple of people tripping since the sixties - I think it's supposed to add authority to the experience and sound impressive to people who havn't tripped. Instead of saying "Dad, I got really fucked up on drugs" you say "Dad, I died..". No you didn't pal, or you would still be dead. Death is like that, you don't "come back" from it.
 
the beginning of the experience was very sudden and dramatic. I was hit by a thunderbolt of immense power that instantly shattered and dissolved my everyday reality. I lost all contact with the surrounding world, which completely disappeared as if by magic. In the past, whenever I had taken a high-dose of psychedelics, I liked to lie down and make myself comfortable. This time, any such concerns were irrelevant because I lost awareness of my body, as well as of the environment. After the session, I was told that after taking a couple of drags, I sat there for several minutes like a sculpture, holding the pipe near my mouth. Cristina and Paul had to take the pipe from my hand and put my body in a reclining position on the couch.

In all my previous sessions, I had always maintained basic orientation. I knew who I was, where I was, and why I was having unusual experiences. This time all this dissolved in a matter of seconds. The awareness of my everyday existence, my name, my whereabouts, and my life disappeared as if by magic. Stan Grof … California … United States … planet Earth … these concepts faintly echoed for a few moments like dreamlike images on the far periphery of my consciousness and then faded away altogether. I tried hard to remember myself of all the existence of the realities I used to know, but they suddenly did not make any sense.

In all my previous psychedelic sessions there always had been some rich specific content. The experiences related to my present lifetime – the story of my childhood, infancy, birth, and embryonal life – or to various themes from the transpersonal domain – my past life experiences, images from human history, archetypal visions of deities or demons, or visits to various mythological domains. This time, none of these dimensions seemed to exist, let alone manifest. My only reality was a mass of radiant swirling energy of immense proportions that seemed to contain all of existence in a condensed and entirely abstract form. I became Consciousness facing the Absolute.

It had the brightness of myriad suns, yet it was not the same continuum with any light I knew from everyday life. It seemed to be pure consciousness, intelligence, and creative energy transcending all polarities. It was infinite and finite, divine and demonic, terrifying and ecstatic, creative and destructive - all that and much more. I had no concept, no categories for what I was witnessing. I could not maintain a sense of separate existence in the face of such a force. My ordinary identity was shattered and dissolved; I became one with the Source. In retrospect, I believe I must have experienced the Dharmakaya, the Primary Clear Light, which according to the Tibetan Book of the Dead, the Bardo Thödol, appears at the moment of our death. It bore some resemblance to what I encountered in my first LSD session, but it was much more over whelming and completely extinguished any sense of my separate identity.

My encounter with the Absolute lasted approximately 20 minutes of clock time, as measured by external observers. As far as I was concerned, during the entire duration of my experience, time ceased to exist and lost any meaning whatsoever. After what seemed like an eternity, concrete dreamlike images and concepts began to form in my experiential field. I started intuiting fleeting images of a cosmos with galaxies, stars, and planets, Later, I gradually visualized a solar system, and within it the Earth, with large continents.

Initially, these images were very distant and unreal, but as the experience continued, I started to feel that these realities might actually have objective existence. Gradually, this crystallized further into the images of the United States and California. The last to emerge was the sense of my everyday identity and the awareness of my present life. At first, the contact with the ordinary reality was extremely faint. I recognized where I was and what the circumstances were. But I was sure that I had taken a dose that was excessive and that I was actually dying. For some time, I believed I was experiencing the bardo, the intermediate state between my present life and my birth in the next incarnation, as it is described in the Tibetan texts.

As I was regaining more solid contact with reality, I reached a point where I knew that I was coming down from a psychedelic session and that I would survive this experiment. I was lying there, still experiencing myself as dying, but now without the sense that my present life was threatened. My dying seemed to be related to scenes from my previous incarnations. I found myself in many dramatic situations happening in different parts of the world throughout the centuries, all of them dangerous and painful. Various groups of muscles in my body were twitching and shaking, as my body was hurting and dying in these different contexts. However, as my karmic history played out in my body, I was in a state of profound bliss, completely detached from all these dramas, which persisted even after all the specific content disappeared from my experience.

- Stanislav Grof, "When the Impossible Happens: Adventures in Non-Ordinary Reality." (2006)
The 5-MEO-DMT sounds interesting but I no longer use drugs, except for caffeine.
 
Seeing as no-one knows what real "death" is like - saying "death is like 5-meo-dmt" is pure horseshit. Death is something that no-one has survived - it's a one-way ticket. "Near death" is something else entirely - we can all feel funny if someone fucks with the blood supply to your brain or you get fucked up on drugs.

Saying tripping is "like dying" has been a staple of people tripping since the sixties - I think it's supposed to add authority to the experience and sound impressive to people who havn't tripped. Instead of saying "Dad, I got really fucked up on drugs" you say "Dad, I died..". No you didn't pal, or you would still be dead. Death is like that, you don't "come back" from it.
O look the guy who always lied about dmt and doing it is back missed you buddy
 
Seeing as no-one knows what real "death" is like - saying "death is like 5-meo-dmt" is pure horseshit. Death is something that no-one has survived - it's a one-way ticket. "Near death" is something else entirely - we can all feel funny if someone fucks with the blood supply to your brain or you get fucked up on drugs.

Saying tripping is "like dying" has been a staple of people tripping since the sixties - I think it's supposed to add authority to the experience and sound impressive to people who havn't tripped. Instead of saying "Dad, I got really fucked up on drugs" you say "Dad, I died..". No you didn't pal, or you would still be dead. Death is like that, you don't "come back" from it.
There may be some merit to the theory or claim that psychedelic drugs such as high doses NN-DMT, Yagé/Ayahuasca, 5-MEO-DMT, LSD, Mescaline, and mushrooms are akin to death as non-Westerners such as Hindus, and Buddhists view death.

 
if your dumb and don't give 5 meo respect then that is their fault for not doing proper research on 5 meo they can have fun going crazy for the next few years because they refuse to accept truth.

There are no bad trips on 5 meo unless the person giving it to you rapes you or drowns you to death like those fake shamans who are now banned by the international 5 meo conference.

this is the most informative thing you can watch about 5 meo that covers everything by professionals from the czech republic.



5 meo dmt is the most intense and powerful experince on earth you will die and have union with god with forever lasting effects on you and reactivations for months after.

5 meo dmt is the most wonderful experince anybody can ever have if done properly and under safe supervision.

There is only the trip which is you die everything disappears and there is the white infinite light which is god which you are. No one survives been a atheist after a 5meo breakthrough.


Your body can literally do anything if you are still fighting instead of full release non duality

Is 5-MEO-DMT dangerous? This is about the Iberian porn star and someone died from smoking 5-MEO-DMT.

 
yeah its dangerous if done wrong. Espically if people are pouring water into your mouth trying to kill you thats outright crimminal.

5 meo dmt requires the upmost caution respect and if new to it sitters who know CPR in case you stop breathing
 
There may be some merit to the theory or claim that psychedelic drugs such as high doses NN-DMT, Yagé/Ayahuasca, 5-MEO-DMT, LSD, Mescaline, and mushrooms are akin to death as non-Westerners such as Hindus, and Buddhists view death.


I've taken plenty of those drugs and never felt like I was dying. I understand where it comes from - it's not an ordinary state of mind so..it must be like death right? Monty python logic.

Why would buddhists and Hindus living thousands of years ago have any idea about death? They have as much idea as the people who wrote the bible.
 
I've taken plenty of those drugs and never felt like I was dying. I understand where it comes from - it's not an ordinary state of mind so..it must be like death right? Monty python logic.

Why would buddhists and Hindus living thousands of years ago have any idea about death? They have as much idea as the people who wrote the bible.
because they put in the work to awaken. But im not going to feed the troll anymore. In other threads you always say u never done dmt.
 
Calm down trip - don't take it personal just because I don't agree with you. We arn't in primary school anymore - we can disagree and still be friendly.

You think some buddhist living 5000 years ago had accurate information about death, I don't. It makes no difference how much "work" you put in if your philosophy is stupid shit to begin with - a scientologist can put in 10,000 hours of work on his religion and will still be spouting horseshit.
 
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