my wife and I were given a vape cartridge of DMT by a friend. I fired it up and took a couple rips. In 2 seconds flat I feel enormous pressure pushing down on, like what I think the extreme g-force of a fighter jet might be like, and the most vividly intense explosion of primary colors became the entirely of existence. I felt like I was flying through a tunnel. I panicked l, I fought it. For a few minutes I floated in a weird colorful melty space and then came back in a snap to full alertness. After a few weeks i get the courage to try again... Here is where it gets weird. I take 3 for real big pulls this time and I think immediately oh shit I took too much, i'm fucked. Before I can think anything else, the g force returns, I feel like i'm strapped to the top of a rocket to mars. everything is rumbling and swirling , the colors and sound block out the world. And then I see the tunnel opening up, but instead of taking off like last time. Something comes through... This giant.. face? I guess? It's like Aztec as hell, a disc like a carving of an Aztec sun god (which at this point I have no familiarity with) it comes down right in my face. I know instantly I am in the presence of something more powerful than I can comprehend. God? A God? All I know is the title doesn't matter, this thing is pure power. No words are exchanged but it says to me with out saying anything, it just gives me the vibe of "You said you wanted to go, so here we fucking go, no turning back now!" I feel completely yanked out of my body and we explode into the tunnel, the light and the end gets closer, bigger, we fly right up to it and then I hear pop like a champagne bottle. then silence, stillness. the rocket ride of the tunnel is over. I am... somewhere else. I don't know where just I know I have gone somewhere. I am moving over a strange terrain, like flying ? gliding ? I am not moving myself but I am like just coasting along. The Aztec is gone too, I realize he was just like l, the driver? I don't know. He yanked me out of reality and dropped me in some desolate landscape but i'm not mad. I approach what I can only describe as a carnival or a circus. I even hear what sounds like old time calliope music but sounds like it's coming from something pure crystal and not metal and wood. I don't remember a ton about it, it was just like along the way to my final destination. I don't remember getting in there I just remember at some point, I am in this big room with big columns and alcoves off to the sides. Now looking back i can say looked a lot like a mosque , but not in the moment. So Im in this place taking it all in. Imagine if the columns were engraved with impossibly complex patterns in constant motion, of the windows were stained glass of incredibly bright primary colors and slowly changing and reforming new arrangements. I'm not alone here. Some.. entities come up to me. They aren't at all like the aztec. they are not really describable. The best is I can do is every color all at once, in a big fiber optic knot constantly trying to untie and return itself. I am freaking out. I am starting to actually have conscious and clear thought since the moment before the aztec appeared. They talk to me without saying anything like the aztec did. they let me know I am welcome here and there is nothing to worry about. But i'm not listening, I remember thinking oh shit I live here now? where is here? wait a minute, if here is here where is there ? where did i even come from. I had totally forgotten there was a physical me laying in a phycial bed.. somewhere else. The lead entity can tell it's all too much for me. He guides me into an alcove off to the side. there's a lot less stimulus here, it's darker and more subdued. I get the impression this is like, you know those rooms in s church where you can go sit if you have a baby that don't stay quiet? it's like that. There's another entity there that I get the vibe to refer to as "the toy maker". he conujures up impossibly complex constructions of color and light and let's me know I can make them too, I just have to picture it and will it into existence. That seems way too much for me, he lets me know it's ok and I can try next time. With that, I feel a pull, like when the waves roll out at the beach. I start receding. They let me know they love me and I can come back any time. I'm back in a tunnel, not the same one. this one is kinda scary and dark, I don't know why. Then boom, i open my eyes and I am wide awake as already and clear headed as i have ever beeen in my life. I have no idea what any of it means. It was so incredibly real, not trip-like at all. my consciousness went somewhere. there is something else out there.
This one time I was tripping so hard.....
Sir this is a Wendy's
Of course, everything is racist on Blind.
what was racist about it ? maybe the religions of the world were on to something
Sounds amazing bro
I saw the DMT cartridges on the dark web.. I was thinking to buy them i found a good vendor. This type of story makes me wanna do it. Problem is i had some bad trips in the past, mostly with LSD mixed with pretty mucb every drug in existence.. I was at a rave so not a comfortable situation and so shit went south fast. But there is pull towards this type of alternate reality..
Start with small pulls to get used to the ringing in eardrums and sense of immense "oh shit here we go" and do it during midday while in the sun. Most of the trip issues are related to getting over the anxiety of the feelings during comeup, once you get excited and more determined to push more, then go do larger pulls. Don't hit them like you're sucking on a THC pen carelessly it's very potent stuff
I've heard it's really common to meet aliens or God on DMT.
Very well written. Makes me almost want to try it out.
Careful, there’s a YouTuber who turned homo from dmt
That's the dream
If true, it is more likely that he was homo already, got caught and needed an excuse.
Sounds fun