anonymous_mouse
Bluelighter
One night very recently, I had a dream that I took a hit of LSD, and a few hours later smoked DMT for the first time. However, the LSD was weak and did not last long... this should be considered a DMT only "dream" report. I have no idea what the dosage was. The first time I was told it was a "medium" dose, and the second time I was told it was "medium high" dose.
It resulted in a very strange, yet glowing spiritual experience that was very much needed.
After a couple hours of dancing around the fire at an electronic music event, I found my good friend M, who has watched over me before in my previous sacred dream journeys. We talked for a bit about my LSD trip, which was now fading, and then he made me an offer - an offer I never would have taken up on if I hadn't already been tripping at least a little.
I've been afraid of DMT for years. I was curious about it, I wanted to try it, but I also heard it is one of the most intense psychedelics in the world. The kind that takes you to other universes. I didn't feel before this, that I was ready to handle that. But in this dream, I just knew I was ready. I accepted.
We sat down a little ways away from the fire, with a good view of the dancefloor and the riverbank. I sucked in as much smoke as possible, and held it in as long as possible. I didn't hold it in long, partly because I was unable to and partly because I was being cautious with how much I took.
Over about a minute or two, my vision shifted into a completely new perspective. My body felt warm and glowing, with very slight and pleasant electric vibrations. I saw that we were on a piece of land that was floating in a vast ocean. The ocean was the universe, and we were amongst the stars yet also home on a spaceship called Earth. Earth was only a very small part of the universe, and we were even smaller. We as humans were just toys, playing games with ourselves. And all around, I felt a greater force of life that connected us together. Some people call this "God", but I do so no longer. It was not personal. It did not pick favorites, condemn, or judge. It was existence itself, and it existed because it wanted to exist. It was eternal. I felt warm and safe just existing inside of it, no matter what happened to me. If I died, I thought, then I would continue to exist as an eternal toy, simply shifting shape and form to play a new game. The rules of the game (laws of physics and such) stayed the same, but there were an infinite number of paths to follow, and creations to make! This made me feel fascinated, not terrified.
I was able to talk to M while this was happening. I told him what I saw and felt as it happened to me. It lasted about fifteen minutes in total.
About an hour later, I wanted to try again. The spirit of DMT, I had discovered, was a friend of mine. Unlike mushrooms, it was a gentle teacher. It didn't fuck with my head the way mushrooms have. So, I took a few hits for the second time. I was able to hold it in longer, but not that much longer. The second and much darker part of the visions started. I was standing on the riverbank, looking across the flowing waters to the white, dead trees that stood stark and gigantic. They slowly shifted form.
I took a look into a dark, sad future. The river became brown and oily, full of toxic waste. The trees turned into steel, becoming militarized robots that were winding up to march forward into war. In the background, I saw a long chain of barbed wire. The robots were not looking at me. I was too small to make any difference to them. I saw them move, but very, very slowly. The people who made them were so poor, that their machinery was old, scavenged, and haphazardly put together. The robots had a consciousness. I could tell that they felt old, tired, and beaten, but their programming worked: they were determined to wage war. I looked at what used to be the rocks across the river. They were now small machine guns, a large stockpile of them. Beyond these, I saw a wasteland of abandoned industrial projects. There was no such thing as nature, no such thing as grass or trees. Everywhere, I saw steel, rust, and toxic waste.
I was able to still speak during all of this. I remembered that I had taken DMT. I remembered my name. I didn't feel like I was completely in another universe, but rather looking into a portal and experiencing something like an omnimax movie. I was both in and surrounded by it, yet also separated from it. I told M a little about what I saw, but wasn't finding the right words as much as I did the first time. I knelt down after a while, and then I felt very tired and laid down on the rocks. I was no longer by the fire, so I felt cold creeping in. I also felt very, very melancholic. Also, I felt a cool acceptance and deadly calm. No matter what happened in the future, we were all still toys, playing different games, and once a game was over, it would shift and morph into a new era of another game.
I knew some things logically before. I have told myself that nothing is forever, even the worst times will pass into better times, and vice versa. Change is the only constant. Death is simply change, because we as energy are eternal... we just change forms. Experiencing it was a completely different thing than telling myself with words. Afterwards, I felt a pure feeling of compassion for my friends and all people in the universe. I felt calm, and loving. Most of all, I felt that the universe was in balance and that everything that happens has a logic and order behind it (some call that "God's plan", but it's not the same as being controlled by a personal force). Most of all, I almost completely lost my fear of death. I simply just did not want to die, because I wanted to experience more of the play called LIFE.
And that is where I am now.
Extremely fascinated! I am definitely going to be conjuring up more dreams involving DMT... what an amazing chemical! Now my absolute favorite psychedelic of all time.
It resulted in a very strange, yet glowing spiritual experience that was very much needed.
After a couple hours of dancing around the fire at an electronic music event, I found my good friend M, who has watched over me before in my previous sacred dream journeys. We talked for a bit about my LSD trip, which was now fading, and then he made me an offer - an offer I never would have taken up on if I hadn't already been tripping at least a little.
I've been afraid of DMT for years. I was curious about it, I wanted to try it, but I also heard it is one of the most intense psychedelics in the world. The kind that takes you to other universes. I didn't feel before this, that I was ready to handle that. But in this dream, I just knew I was ready. I accepted.
We sat down a little ways away from the fire, with a good view of the dancefloor and the riverbank. I sucked in as much smoke as possible, and held it in as long as possible. I didn't hold it in long, partly because I was unable to and partly because I was being cautious with how much I took.
Over about a minute or two, my vision shifted into a completely new perspective. My body felt warm and glowing, with very slight and pleasant electric vibrations. I saw that we were on a piece of land that was floating in a vast ocean. The ocean was the universe, and we were amongst the stars yet also home on a spaceship called Earth. Earth was only a very small part of the universe, and we were even smaller. We as humans were just toys, playing games with ourselves. And all around, I felt a greater force of life that connected us together. Some people call this "God", but I do so no longer. It was not personal. It did not pick favorites, condemn, or judge. It was existence itself, and it existed because it wanted to exist. It was eternal. I felt warm and safe just existing inside of it, no matter what happened to me. If I died, I thought, then I would continue to exist as an eternal toy, simply shifting shape and form to play a new game. The rules of the game (laws of physics and such) stayed the same, but there were an infinite number of paths to follow, and creations to make! This made me feel fascinated, not terrified.
I was able to talk to M while this was happening. I told him what I saw and felt as it happened to me. It lasted about fifteen minutes in total.
About an hour later, I wanted to try again. The spirit of DMT, I had discovered, was a friend of mine. Unlike mushrooms, it was a gentle teacher. It didn't fuck with my head the way mushrooms have. So, I took a few hits for the second time. I was able to hold it in longer, but not that much longer. The second and much darker part of the visions started. I was standing on the riverbank, looking across the flowing waters to the white, dead trees that stood stark and gigantic. They slowly shifted form.
I took a look into a dark, sad future. The river became brown and oily, full of toxic waste. The trees turned into steel, becoming militarized robots that were winding up to march forward into war. In the background, I saw a long chain of barbed wire. The robots were not looking at me. I was too small to make any difference to them. I saw them move, but very, very slowly. The people who made them were so poor, that their machinery was old, scavenged, and haphazardly put together. The robots had a consciousness. I could tell that they felt old, tired, and beaten, but their programming worked: they were determined to wage war. I looked at what used to be the rocks across the river. They were now small machine guns, a large stockpile of them. Beyond these, I saw a wasteland of abandoned industrial projects. There was no such thing as nature, no such thing as grass or trees. Everywhere, I saw steel, rust, and toxic waste.
I was able to still speak during all of this. I remembered that I had taken DMT. I remembered my name. I didn't feel like I was completely in another universe, but rather looking into a portal and experiencing something like an omnimax movie. I was both in and surrounded by it, yet also separated from it. I told M a little about what I saw, but wasn't finding the right words as much as I did the first time. I knelt down after a while, and then I felt very tired and laid down on the rocks. I was no longer by the fire, so I felt cold creeping in. I also felt very, very melancholic. Also, I felt a cool acceptance and deadly calm. No matter what happened in the future, we were all still toys, playing different games, and once a game was over, it would shift and morph into a new era of another game.
I knew some things logically before. I have told myself that nothing is forever, even the worst times will pass into better times, and vice versa. Change is the only constant. Death is simply change, because we as energy are eternal... we just change forms. Experiencing it was a completely different thing than telling myself with words. Afterwards, I felt a pure feeling of compassion for my friends and all people in the universe. I felt calm, and loving. Most of all, I felt that the universe was in balance and that everything that happens has a logic and order behind it (some call that "God's plan", but it's not the same as being controlled by a personal force). Most of all, I almost completely lost my fear of death. I simply just did not want to die, because I wanted to experience more of the play called LIFE.
And that is where I am now.
Extremely fascinated! I am definitely going to be conjuring up more dreams involving DMT... what an amazing chemical! Now my absolute favorite psychedelic of all time.
