Fun&Beauty
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A copuple of days ago I ingested 1g Golden Teacher + 1g Mexican Shrooms and smoked weed in a carefree manner. I felt myself dizzy and tried to hold on but fainted. I don't know where I went but it was something far greater than this reality we're in. All I remember are a couple images and a feeling of pure bliss and divine happiness. This went on for an eternity and/or an instant and suddenly there, in the void, an eyelid opened and I encountered a group of figures. I got pretty amazed for that vision, until I realized those were my friends, waking me up, in utter terror and really worried. They told me I had suddenly kicked the table (I had my foot on it), fell out of the chair with my eyes rolled back and my body completely rigid. This went on for maybe seconds (less than a minute) until I got back. I felt great and complete afterwards, like I had finally recieved a message that I was waiting for, from god himself (even if what I encountered was far greater that the concept of god). But my friends were really worried about me and I'd like to if it was just drug-induced or it may be something to worry about. What you guys think? What should I do in order to discard physiological issues? More details in the full story.
Full Story:
Psychedelics are for me part of a quest that’s been going on for now seven years. I’ve been kind of moderate with them, integrating each experience, deciding each dose carefully, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole one step at a time. I’d say the most profound experiences until this one have been with LSD (210ug) and Shrooms (3g), not very high dosages as you can see. I also love 2C-B and I have tried Mescaline, 4-AcO-DMT, DOM, Ketamine… I’ve taken low doses of DMT, and with DMT comes the latest part of my quest.
Since I read about it, I became very intrigued about the concept of a Breakthrough. I had never experienced something like a Breakthrough, a Near Death Experience, Ego Death, K-Hole… I never truly lost myself into something like that (until a couple of days ago) and I wanted to experience it, but found myself with doubts about pulling the plunge. This wanting/having no balls to do it created me a conflict, and I think this somewhat led to what happened to me. I felt that everything was leading me to that moment, where my whole perspective of reality changed.
That day I had violated every rule I try to set towards a psychedelic experience: I had drunk a couple of beers, I had had a shitty dinner, I had had a week of eating bad and no exercising (the week started with a crazy night out with coke, speed and alcohol – not my style but fun from time to time)… I think my unconscious were trying to get me where I really wanted to be and the route of excess was a good one to deliver the unexpected but inevitable.
In that moment I felt a deep connection with everything. Everything was one there. It was a humbling experience and I felt zero fear during (and after) the whole thing. I returned enlightened, didn’t panic whatsoever and I understood immediately what happened and what should I do: calm my friends (all of them tripping), wait until the effects had faded, integrate the experience, then research for physical causes and lay off psychedelics for a while, later on when the physical causes are discarded I’d come back to DMT to explore where can it take me, slowly and carefully. I felt great both physically and psychically and with a deep understanding of reality and life. I was still tripping very hard and I my greatest worry was to not surrender to the visions (to not worry my friends even more). I really liked myself in that situation, having a complete control of the situation and feeling the personification of the best version of me. I don’t know if death is going to be like that (that’s what I thought when it happened), but if it is, those are fucking great news. They finally understood me, we tried to have the best time we could given the circumstances, and when I got home I took 5mg of Diazepam (first benzo I take in my life) to avoid intense dreams.
Now that I’m fully human again I want to know if what happened to me is “normal”. Do you think I should worry and go to see a specialist or something? I don’t think doctors are the answer to everything, I think life is uncertainty and that matter and thought are more connected than it seems. So instinctively I think I have diagnosed myself, but I don’t want to be a fool and to take the situation lightly. The physical response is what worries me, that kick and rigidness, the eyes rolled back… is that a “regular” physical response to a Breakthrough/Ego Death/Near Death Experience? I’d appreciate any advice you guys could give me.
Every value I have on life has come reinforced: to love, to share, to search for knowledge. So, my love to you all.
A copuple of days ago I ingested 1g Golden Teacher + 1g Mexican Shrooms and smoked weed in a carefree manner. I felt myself dizzy and tried to hold on but fainted. I don't know where I went but it was something far greater than this reality we're in. All I remember are a couple images and a feeling of pure bliss and divine happiness. This went on for an eternity and/or an instant and suddenly there, in the void, an eyelid opened and I encountered a group of figures. I got pretty amazed for that vision, until I realized those were my friends, waking me up, in utter terror and really worried. They told me I had suddenly kicked the table (I had my foot on it), fell out of the chair with my eyes rolled back and my body completely rigid. This went on for maybe seconds (less than a minute) until I got back. I felt great and complete afterwards, like I had finally recieved a message that I was waiting for, from god himself (even if what I encountered was far greater that the concept of god). But my friends were really worried about me and I'd like to if it was just drug-induced or it may be something to worry about. What you guys think? What should I do in order to discard physiological issues? More details in the full story.
Full Story:
Psychedelics are for me part of a quest that’s been going on for now seven years. I’ve been kind of moderate with them, integrating each experience, deciding each dose carefully, going deeper and deeper into the rabbit hole one step at a time. I’d say the most profound experiences until this one have been with LSD (210ug) and Shrooms (3g), not very high dosages as you can see. I also love 2C-B and I have tried Mescaline, 4-AcO-DMT, DOM, Ketamine… I’ve taken low doses of DMT, and with DMT comes the latest part of my quest.
Since I read about it, I became very intrigued about the concept of a Breakthrough. I had never experienced something like a Breakthrough, a Near Death Experience, Ego Death, K-Hole… I never truly lost myself into something like that (until a couple of days ago) and I wanted to experience it, but found myself with doubts about pulling the plunge. This wanting/having no balls to do it created me a conflict, and I think this somewhat led to what happened to me. I felt that everything was leading me to that moment, where my whole perspective of reality changed.
That day I had violated every rule I try to set towards a psychedelic experience: I had drunk a couple of beers, I had had a shitty dinner, I had had a week of eating bad and no exercising (the week started with a crazy night out with coke, speed and alcohol – not my style but fun from time to time)… I think my unconscious were trying to get me where I really wanted to be and the route of excess was a good one to deliver the unexpected but inevitable.
In that moment I felt a deep connection with everything. Everything was one there. It was a humbling experience and I felt zero fear during (and after) the whole thing. I returned enlightened, didn’t panic whatsoever and I understood immediately what happened and what should I do: calm my friends (all of them tripping), wait until the effects had faded, integrate the experience, then research for physical causes and lay off psychedelics for a while, later on when the physical causes are discarded I’d come back to DMT to explore where can it take me, slowly and carefully. I felt great both physically and psychically and with a deep understanding of reality and life. I was still tripping very hard and I my greatest worry was to not surrender to the visions (to not worry my friends even more). I really liked myself in that situation, having a complete control of the situation and feeling the personification of the best version of me. I don’t know if death is going to be like that (that’s what I thought when it happened), but if it is, those are fucking great news. They finally understood me, we tried to have the best time we could given the circumstances, and when I got home I took 5mg of Diazepam (first benzo I take in my life) to avoid intense dreams.
Now that I’m fully human again I want to know if what happened to me is “normal”. Do you think I should worry and go to see a specialist or something? I don’t think doctors are the answer to everything, I think life is uncertainty and that matter and thought are more connected than it seems. So instinctively I think I have diagnosed myself, but I don’t want to be a fool and to take the situation lightly. The physical response is what worries me, that kick and rigidness, the eyes rolled back… is that a “regular” physical response to a Breakthrough/Ego Death/Near Death Experience? I’d appreciate any advice you guys could give me.
Every value I have on life has come reinforced: to love, to share, to search for knowledge. So, my love to you all.