Tryptamines DMT + Laser = Code Running Our Simulation?

[SealSlapper]

What's so scary about God's simulation? What else do you think this is?


Have you ever spoken to a shaman or healer from indigenous cultures...

Well the thought that everything we do or experience in this life is meaningless and void is pretty goddamn terrifying. It's my worst fear actually.

 

[Allylbenzene]

I'm very scared of the idea that we might be living in a simulation
>What's so scary about God's simulation? What else do you think this is?
Well the thought that everything we do or experience in this life is meaningless and void is pretty goddamn terrifying.

I'm pretty sure only atheists have this conundrum?
Otherwise someone has either a belief in - or understanding of - something else.

 

[SealSlapper]

I'm not an aetheist. I believe God does exist. Some psychedelic trips I have had have opened my eyes into appreciating God's glory more because from what I've experienced God understands the sides of you nobody else understands or even knows about. To me he's not this angry, judgemental hateful diety like in the bible but rather a guide to our lives. If God really is a teacher, then we are to worship him and his glory as much as possible. Don't be ashamed to be yourself.

 

[Allylbenzene]

I'm not an aetheist. I believe God does exist.

If you have this belief then how can you consider this statement as plausible?

I'm very scared of the idea that we might be living in a simulation
>> What's so scary about God's simulation? What else do you think this is
Well the thought that everything we do or experience in this life is meaningless and void is pretty goddamn terrifying.

I can see why an aetheist would consider this plausible but can't see why someone with your belief would.

 

[placebonaut]

Well the thought that everything we do or experience in this life is meaningless and void is pretty goddamn terrifying. It's my worst fear actually.

I can see why an aetheist would consider this plausible but can't see why someone with your belief would.

I'm an atheist and believe what I do in life has meaning, I'm a good person, do right by people, help where I can.

You don't need religion to live a full, rewarding, and moral life - simulation or no simulation.

I hope I'm wrong and there is a god, there's a long list of people who deserve some divine justice!

 

[HeadphonesandLSD]

What's DPT like btw? Can you describe your experience with it in detail?

I will try to convey what it's like in words. I wrote a trip report about it a long time ago but it doesn't seem like its made it through erowid's screening yet. I posted it here as well but I deleted it back when I thought my account had been tied to my real identity. I'll try to do the best I can. Its been over a decade ago now.

First off let me say that I did something incredibly stupid with the DPT I got. I was sent a sample with another order that was supposed to be around 250mg in the bag IIRC. At the time my scale was broken so of course I did the eye ball thing like an idiot. So I'm not exactly sure how much I took. I estimate it was around 120-150mg but I can't be sure.

I snorted it and man was it awful. Worse thing I've ever put up my nose. It was worse than methadone and 2C-T-7. It was an instant blockage for that nasal passage. It burned really bad. It smell like rotten pussy. It made my nose bleed. I do not suggest ever snorting it. I've heard from other people that have tried it that snorting was awful for them as well. They all said it was much better taken IM and a much more gentle time.

I'm trying to hold the stuff in my nose and sitting on a recliner waiting to see what it would do. I was scared of it because I'd read all of the stories about it on here and at erowid. But I was also very excited because I knew I was doing something special and I'd probably never get another chance to sample it again. The burn never really subsided it was there for most of the trip. But after awhile I got used to it and that god awful smell.

I'm sitting there with the TV. It was on Cartoon Network and the Regular Show was on. First alerts were these little black....things coming out of everything. At first I thought it was part of the show because they were randomly popping up and vanishing on the TV screen. But then I noticed they were coming out of the walls, the floor, and the ceiling. It's hard to describe what they looked like because they'd pop up and vanish just as quickly as they appeared. They were not random spots. They had little bodies and faces. They looked purely evil.

I quickly moved from the chair to my bed. I thought laying down would help me ride out the come up. Things got wilder from there with stuff coming out of the walls everywhere. Sometimes little demon people and sometimes it was evil large faces. I kept feeling a jolt of electricity running up and down my spine. I started to spasm hard. I couldn't control it. I shut my eyes during this time but I don't remember what happened. I just know I saw something I didn't like.

Lots of bad memories came flooding in. I was on my way to a horrible trip. When I opened my eyes there were little demon people everywhere. They'd stopped popping in and out of our reality now they were running around the walls of the room. The entire time I'm watching this I have major spams going up and down my back and in my legs and arms. I really thought I'd messed up bad and that I was going to die. I needed to get out of the room. I got up and managed to walk to the door.

When I opened the door it was like I flipped a switch. You ever seen those stupid pill commercials on TV where after the actor takes the crazy pill everything gets really bright and colorful? That's how my yard looked. It was like there was a field from a Disney movie right outside my door. It was beautiful. I decided to for a walk.

Once I stepped out my door and into nature a switch flipped in my mind. I was no longer having a horrible trip. The spasms stopped. From that point on I felt fine and happy. I knew I was going to be okay even if I died. I was at peace with myself and with the world around me.

I walked for awhile around the yard and through the woods. The colors I saw are indescribable. The smoke from the end of my lit cigarette looked like bright purple paint. It was vivid it's kind of hard to explain. Everything was like that the bushes, the trees, the squirrels the birds...everything. I could hear the birds singing and it made me really happy for some reason. I couldn't figure it out.

So I'm walking for awhile and come upon this large tree in our backyard that must be at least 200 years old. It's a massive oak tree. I played under it all the time as a child. In that moment when I was by the tree I realized it was just as alive as I was. Again I don't know how to explain it. It sounds stupid when I write it down but we were communicating on some level. I exchanged greetings with him and he was happy to see me again. I realized that he and I need each other to survive. He breaths what I exhale and I breath what he exhales. He protects me from the rain and I protect him from fire. He told me about the family of squirrels that made a nest in him that year and about a bird that had been annoying him (a woodpecker). I got stuck "talking" to the tree for a little while and like I said it's hard to explain. It was more like we were exchanging memories with each other than talking if you understand what I mean.

After awhile I left the tree once we'd finished our discussion. I'm walking through the woods. Then I start see this mist everywhere. Like a dense fog but it was everywhere creeping in around me from all directions. I stopped to look at it and everything went....digital. Everything was still there like it was supposed to be but it was like I was seeing the atoms inside or something. It's hard to explain. It was coming on and off like a strobe light. I'd catch a glimpse of it and then things would be normal again. You ever spot something in the distance and have a hard time figuring out what it is? It was that kind of feeling except I was looking at trees that were no further than a few feet from me.

I thought if I walked to the end of the trail out into the field maybe it would stop. But everywhere I looked I was seeing that strobe effect. I got to the field and there were some deer grazing. I scared them because I was loud. They took off running and I could see the same strobe effect on them that I was seeing on the trees.

This is what I mean about the "code". As best I can figure I was seeing the underlying way this universe/whatever is constructed. Do you know about the phantom leaf experiment? It's an experiment where they cut off a piece of a leaf and take a picture really fast. If you take the picture fast enough you can see the outline of where the cut piece used to be. Like this:

I was seeing something similar to those outlines on everything that was alive. I was so happy that the trees, the animals and I were alive. We all have our place and purpose in this place. The tree is just as much of a conscious being as I am. So were the deer and everything else. Even the grass! They all have a "soul" or life force or whatever you want to call it.

At this point I'm peaking I think. It was very hard to keep up with time. I was guessing based on how far I walked. I kept walking through the field and beyond into a valley. I found a nice place to sit down under some trees. Thankfully, I had the benefit of a lot of private land to roam around on and don't have to worry about being bothered.

Something happened to me under that tree. I can't really explain it. Right after it happened and I posted about it I said I'd met God. I don't really know if it was God. It isn't like he appeared in front of me or anything. It was more like God is everything even me. But he's also not me. Whatever it was communicated with me like the tree did. It just dumped a ton of information on to me. Most of it I've forgotten of course.

What I do remember was mostly it telling me to chill the fuck out. That it was okay if I'd done some bad things in the past. As long as I did better in the future and learned from those experiences. While this is going on I have a feeling that's like pure bliss. All my pain was gone. I felt really really good. Better than I've ever felt in my life. Even better than I've felt on MDMA. If you done shrooms then you know how they can really relax and you feel good and just want to lay down for awhile. It was like that shroomy kind of chill. But it had an electric flavor to it.

DPT has this energy when it's in your body. I guess that's why that one church loves it so much. You feel like the holy spirit is in you. I hate to describe it that way but I think it's important to mention it. From the moment it starts working you feel this electric energy flowing through your body. G_Chem describe it best I think: It's like sucking on an electric cord.

At first it felt hellish and evil. Then it was divine and pleasant. It felt like you had to walk through metaphorical hell to get to heaven. It smacks you down and make you afraid then it lifts you up and makes you very very happy and content with who you are and your place in this world.

I figured out that the room I snorted and camp up in was an evil place. Since a lot of bad things had happened in there. It was where I fed my opioid addiction. People had shot up dope in the room before (no IV for me but when you have friends over...). Lots of bad stuff and bad memories were in that room. That's why the demons were popping out from everywhere. They're always there waiting for me to do something evil or stupid so they can feed off of the energy of me being angry, sad, depressed and in the middle of feeding my addiction.

Outside in nature was "heaven" since it was not tainted by bad things like that. If I'm not explaining this well I'm sorry. That's what was basically going through my mind at the time.

I sat out there under that tree for about 2 hours total and just communicated with whatever I was communicating with ("God"). It told me a lot of stuff. It wanted to know about me. How it felt to do things. Like the pleasure of eating a good meal and intimacy and things like that. It wanted to know all my experiences good and bad. It would not tell me things like how long I had to live or give me any information about how this place works. It said I wasn't ready to know those things yet. Like I said it was everywhere.

One second it would be the tree next to me and the next second it was a bush. It could just exist however it wanted and take the place of whatever it wanted. For a short moment I could see myself in the 3rd person and it became me. Like it pushed me out and made me something else (a tree I think) and took over my body. But it didn't do anything with it I just saw myself for a moment then we swapped back. It did tell me that I could become like it someday if I wanted. It also heavily implied that when my body dies I will continue to exist. But it wouldn't tell me anything about death beyond that. After awhile it told me goodbye and it left. Like I said I never saw whatever it was but I could feel when it left. Its presence was gone.

After that I started back to my house and walked around appreciating everything out in nature. I used to have this bad habit of breaking tree branches as I walked by them. I decided that day not to do that anymore because it's mean to the trees. I was more careful about where I stepped because I didn't want to step on anything. I guess I became something of a tree hugger. Now that I knew they were just like me I tried to start treating them nice instead of like objects.

Strangely all the animals seemed to be much less afraid of me on the walk back. The squirrels didn't run off like they usually do and would let me walk right by them while they grazed. On the way back I crossed paths with the neighbors' cat and it came right out and got very affectionate. I hung out with him for awhile then I went back home. By then the trip was really winding down.

I felt different for the next several days. I was still getting mild distortions in my vision a few days later. But this was most likely caused by the fact that I have been going on a binge with another substance before the DPT showed up. I think by this point I had self induced HPPD.

4 or 5 days later a friend of mine came over and he wanted to go fishing. We went over to the pond and were sitting on the dock. He pulled out a plate and started crushing up roxi 30s IIRC. Whatever mg the little green ones are. Guys always had a pharmacy in his pocket. He was my junkie buddy and he got over 200 xanax bars and a bunch of roxis every month through some doctor he got hooked up with that he would never give me the name of.

He goes to snort his line and I can just feel pure evil coming off of him. I don't know how to explain it. It was the oddest feeling. He offered me a line and passed me the plate. Normally I would hover that shit up like a vaccum cleaner but that day I hesitated. He asks me if I'm going to do it so I give in to peer presure and snort it. I could feel pure evil flowing into me. Again it's so hard to descibe. Then I could feel this connection between my friend and I. I felt all his pain and despression and all that kind of bad stuff. I realized if I kept hanging around this dude things were going to end very badly for me.

This is the day I decided to quit doing pills all together. I did to for a long time. Although I would relapse at some point in the next winter. But for that week or two after I took DPT I didn't want anything to do with them at all. I didn't care if I got dope sick I knew if I kept doing pills like I'd been doing them and hanging around the people I did them with things were going to end very badly for me. It was like my friend had a demon in him and he was feeding it. I was doing the same thing. Feeding the demon inside me that's manipulated me into doing bad things. Again..hard to describe. It's like they feed on misery.

I didn't do any more oxycodone that day. My friend was shocked. He compalined because he'd brought a bunch of pills and planned on getting smashed with me. I told him to go ahead if he wanted but I was done.

The wind was blowing that day so it was making the water on the pond ripple. I was seeing patterns in it and it was like I was on a very mild dose of mushrooms for a bit. I still wasn't 100% down and it was days later. I know all the usual sources say it's done in 2-4 hours. That's true for the peak. But the ride down for me was very slow. Maybe I was just burned out from using so many substance so often by this point. I can't remember what all I was doing back then. I had a box with several different substances in it and friends were coming over 3-4 times a week requesting a taste and of course they all wanted to do it with me.

DPT kicked my ass but it also saved my life. That friend at the pond is currently in prison. His second time in prison. He served several years then got out for maybe 3 months before he got caught up in something again and sent back. I can't find him in the system now because the crime he's charged with is really really bad. Like protective custody bad. They won't tell you his court date or anything. You can't write to him. You can't find his location in any of the databases. If they put him in gen pop he will get stabbed for sure.

If it wasn't for DPT I would have never slowed down and would have gone down a different path that led to only two possible results: Death by overdose or prison. I was really bad at that point in time when it came to opioids. I was doing a lot of stupid shit to keep a constant supply of them. I was a full blown junkie.

DPT saved my life.

I totally understand why it's used by a religious sect as a holy sacrament.

I never snorted it again or attempted another breakthrough dose. I played with what I had left by attempting to vape/smoke it. I really didn't have a proper pipe for that and I don't think it was a freebase anyway. So I probably wasted most of it. I had a stem that was for smoking crack that I somehow ended up with (I don't smoke rocks). I used it as a one-hitter for weed for years. I would sandwich some of the DPT between weed and do my best with the flame to not burn it. I managed to vape/smoke a little bit and it was having an effect for sure. Everything would get wacky for a little bit. At one point I thought the tree by the house was waving at me because the leaves were moving. I waved back and smiled at it. Several minutes later I realized the tree was just being blown around by the fan in the heat pump.

DPT stinks when you smoke it. I made sure to do it outside of the house but a tiny little bit managed to find its way into the basement. At the time I was living with my Dad and he caught wiff of it and came downstairs to ask me about it. I told him I'd burned plastic by mistake. I don't think he bought my story. I think he thought I was smoking crack because he probably saw me with the stem out in the side yard before he came to yell at me. I smoked a lot of different shit in that house including DMT and he never got irate about any of it before. That DPT though it has an awful smell and lingers.

DPT is one of those drugs I think is great and everyone should do once but I'd hesitate to do it again. The first part is rough. It's really bad. I understand why so many people have a really hard time with it. The IM route is supposed to by-pass that but I'm too afraid of needles to ever try it. I can't imagine what it would be like to IV it I bet it'd be a wild ride. I did try going through the back door with some mixed with some MXE. But there was no information on the web about that ROA so I made sure to start small. I think I wasted it. It felt like MXE alone. Maybe it wasn't enough but I was worried about taking to much. Maybe it doesn't work through that ROA at all.

I wish I would have ordered more of it. He sent me the sample hoping I'd purchase at least a gram. But at the time I was on the MXE train and didn't want to blow my spare money on it. By the time I decided to buy it he didn't have it in stock anymore. Said he didn't plan on stocking it again and that it was a one time thing. So I missed out I guess.

If it happens to come your way and you have a spare few hours I suggest you give it a go. It's nothing like DMT. On DMT you're off in your own little world somewhere. With DPT your feet are planted firmly in this world but you can get a peek behind the veil. It's a very unique expereince. It's nothing like doing LSD, Shroom, DMT or any of the other RCs I've tried. It will humble you.