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hey everyone.....
i was just sending a pm to a friend discussing hallucinogens and i felt that since i never put this into words before it might be better to share it with the world than one person....
anyway... i had about .75oz of pure organic nn-organic-DMT and was smoking it with friends recreationally about .05g at a time... yeah we did some .2 doses extremely visual but nothing to write home about... i'm sitting at home, no weed, no booze, no nothing except a SHIT TON of organic DMT. so i decide to quit pussyfooting around, stop tip-toeing through the tulips and get straight down to business. now, i have had many strong DMT experiences, and mind you ,a strong DMT experience is enough to make an extreme d-LSD-25 experience look like nothing more than a few flintstone vitamins. i decide to double my highest dose so far: SMOKING .4g of dmt...... now i made a slight miscalculation this "gram" i was holding, it was actually a half a ball(eight ball[1.7g]) so when i eyed out just under half a gram i was really eyeing out approximately .7g of [nn-organic-DMT!!!!]
long story short; my experience goes as follows..............
the dmt trip was amazing... and allow me to clarify... this was ORGANIC DMT, not that mechanical 5-meo-DMT shit, that stuff makes me sick. anyway.........
i hit the pipe and soon after i was floating above my body looking in... my body seemed to be made of glass, but it was a solid... like i could look through me... but for some reason could only see to the other side... anyway i'm floating above myself. so then i see a sparkle on my human self's heart so i begin to try and discuss the matter with my human self... i couldnt hear myself so spiritual me reached toward human me and tried to make contact with him... i touch his heart to tell him but he doesnt notice... my fingers are caught like flypaper... i cannot free myself from the grasp.... i feel impending danger and i am extremely nervous now... my fingers are stuck to my heart then my arm starts feeling tugs on it... strange i think, but i dont fight it.... i feel like im getting pulled toward my own chest, so i bite the bullet and dive in(to my own chest)..... i wake up on a beach and am surrounded by clear sand.... im on a beach... a completely psychedelic beach...... but not psychedelic as in colorful..... psychedelic as in completely refracted mindstate(refracted as in separated into many parts and able to see things in many different lights and from many different angles)......... so anyway im on this beach and i feel an enormous sense of purpose so i look around, nothing for miles in any direction so i start walking north.... (no way to know it was north but thats what i thought at the time) so i'm walking north and all of a sudden i see something shimmer in the distance...... i run toward the shimmer until i collapse and the shimmer meets me half way, it was an ordinary pair of bathroom tweezers... i know the tweezers must have some significance so i hold them to my heart.................... nothing.... i think they must be important so i grip them tighter......... still nothing... i hold them to my third eye and i see a projection in front of me.... its almost like blueprints..... i can see what i need to do, but not what the final product will be.......... the tweezers tell me to build. build what you ask? a castle.... no, a fortress...... no, a domain... so i build this "domain" (which i will later define as a kingdom)...... the kingdom of my mind...... so i build an entire kingdom out of nothing but the grains of sand on this H20-less beach, and i'm standing there looking at my finished product, when i hear a voice call to me......... theres something eerie, almost scary about the voice..... but i go on instinct, i follow the voice and am led to the highest most beautiful and elegant room in the entire kingdom...... the room is dark. pitch dark. all of a sudden a light brightens the whole room and i feel as though i am basking in the warm glow of pure love..... through the light i see several shadows.... these shadows give me a bad feeling..... not dismissable like the ones i had before... this feeling is unmistakable and evil.... i begin to cry... my heart stops.... i feel my heart stop... wait did i just die? NO, the shadows move closer... i hear a voice, but it is a language that is unrecognizable to me. for some reason this makes me even sadder.... i begin to try and tell the shadows that i cannot understand them or speak their language, but as i go to mention this i hear the words i am saying...... THEY ARE THE SAME LANGUAGE AS THE SHADOWS!!!!!!.... so i ask them who they are and they reply...... (those of you who have had your experience with DMT know how fleeting the experience* can be, so this is the point where it all starts to slip away from me) so i am speaking with the shadows and they seem to know everything... how the pyramids were built, how the heads got to easter island, who shot JFK........ they discuss the answers to these and many more questions in detail with me as they explain that their very important time with me is almost over........... while my kingdom was dissasembling itself atom by atom, i am asking every question that i can and getting every last piece of info about the universe that i may never have the opportunity to ask again...... all questions are answered as the last atom falls from the beach into my hand.......
human me is sober as a judge and holding a VERY small stone which i still have but dont know where it came from, and i gasp for air...
good thing i did that hit by myself....
anyway what i gathered from this experience is that; if i asked the shadows a question, it had an answer, i know that all of this is substance induced... im not a retard... but if i can ask the shadows a question and they have an answer, but they only exist within my mind, then my own mind is capable of answering ANY question i may ever ask it....
ONE FUCKING LOVE
most amazing experience of my life........
*[i used the term experience, singular, because those of you who have used this substance correctly will never need to use it again]
PLEASE POST YOUR EQUIVALENT LIFE-CHANGING EXPERIENCE...
dont feel bad if it was smaller than this, and if yours puts mine to shame... then gloat about it all you want................... these experiences need to be shared with the world!!~
-n0va 0ne
i was just sending a pm to a friend discussing hallucinogens and i felt that since i never put this into words before it might be better to share it with the world than one person....
anyway... i had about .75oz of pure organic nn-organic-DMT and was smoking it with friends recreationally about .05g at a time... yeah we did some .2 doses extremely visual but nothing to write home about... i'm sitting at home, no weed, no booze, no nothing except a SHIT TON of organic DMT. so i decide to quit pussyfooting around, stop tip-toeing through the tulips and get straight down to business. now, i have had many strong DMT experiences, and mind you ,a strong DMT experience is enough to make an extreme d-LSD-25 experience look like nothing more than a few flintstone vitamins. i decide to double my highest dose so far: SMOKING .4g of dmt...... now i made a slight miscalculation this "gram" i was holding, it was actually a half a ball(eight ball[1.7g]) so when i eyed out just under half a gram i was really eyeing out approximately .7g of [nn-organic-DMT!!!!]
long story short; my experience goes as follows..............
the dmt trip was amazing... and allow me to clarify... this was ORGANIC DMT, not that mechanical 5-meo-DMT shit, that stuff makes me sick. anyway.........
i hit the pipe and soon after i was floating above my body looking in... my body seemed to be made of glass, but it was a solid... like i could look through me... but for some reason could only see to the other side... anyway i'm floating above myself. so then i see a sparkle on my human self's heart so i begin to try and discuss the matter with my human self... i couldnt hear myself so spiritual me reached toward human me and tried to make contact with him... i touch his heart to tell him but he doesnt notice... my fingers are caught like flypaper... i cannot free myself from the grasp.... i feel impending danger and i am extremely nervous now... my fingers are stuck to my heart then my arm starts feeling tugs on it... strange i think, but i dont fight it.... i feel like im getting pulled toward my own chest, so i bite the bullet and dive in(to my own chest)..... i wake up on a beach and am surrounded by clear sand.... im on a beach... a completely psychedelic beach...... but not psychedelic as in colorful..... psychedelic as in completely refracted mindstate(refracted as in separated into many parts and able to see things in many different lights and from many different angles)......... so anyway im on this beach and i feel an enormous sense of purpose so i look around, nothing for miles in any direction so i start walking north.... (no way to know it was north but thats what i thought at the time) so i'm walking north and all of a sudden i see something shimmer in the distance...... i run toward the shimmer until i collapse and the shimmer meets me half way, it was an ordinary pair of bathroom tweezers... i know the tweezers must have some significance so i hold them to my heart.................... nothing.... i think they must be important so i grip them tighter......... still nothing... i hold them to my third eye and i see a projection in front of me.... its almost like blueprints..... i can see what i need to do, but not what the final product will be.......... the tweezers tell me to build. build what you ask? a castle.... no, a fortress...... no, a domain... so i build this "domain" (which i will later define as a kingdom)...... the kingdom of my mind...... so i build an entire kingdom out of nothing but the grains of sand on this H20-less beach, and i'm standing there looking at my finished product, when i hear a voice call to me......... theres something eerie, almost scary about the voice..... but i go on instinct, i follow the voice and am led to the highest most beautiful and elegant room in the entire kingdom...... the room is dark. pitch dark. all of a sudden a light brightens the whole room and i feel as though i am basking in the warm glow of pure love..... through the light i see several shadows.... these shadows give me a bad feeling..... not dismissable like the ones i had before... this feeling is unmistakable and evil.... i begin to cry... my heart stops.... i feel my heart stop... wait did i just die? NO, the shadows move closer... i hear a voice, but it is a language that is unrecognizable to me. for some reason this makes me even sadder.... i begin to try and tell the shadows that i cannot understand them or speak their language, but as i go to mention this i hear the words i am saying...... THEY ARE THE SAME LANGUAGE AS THE SHADOWS!!!!!!.... so i ask them who they are and they reply...... (those of you who have had your experience with DMT know how fleeting the experience* can be, so this is the point where it all starts to slip away from me) so i am speaking with the shadows and they seem to know everything... how the pyramids were built, how the heads got to easter island, who shot JFK........ they discuss the answers to these and many more questions in detail with me as they explain that their very important time with me is almost over........... while my kingdom was dissasembling itself atom by atom, i am asking every question that i can and getting every last piece of info about the universe that i may never have the opportunity to ask again...... all questions are answered as the last atom falls from the beach into my hand.......
human me is sober as a judge and holding a VERY small stone which i still have but dont know where it came from, and i gasp for air...
good thing i did that hit by myself....
anyway what i gathered from this experience is that; if i asked the shadows a question, it had an answer, i know that all of this is substance induced... im not a retard... but if i can ask the shadows a question and they have an answer, but they only exist within my mind, then my own mind is capable of answering ANY question i may ever ask it....
ONE FUCKING LOVE
most amazing experience of my life........
*[i used the term experience, singular, because those of you who have used this substance correctly will never need to use it again]
PLEASE POST YOUR EQUIVALENT LIFE-CHANGING EXPERIENCE...
dont feel bad if it was smaller than this, and if yours puts mine to shame... then gloat about it all you want................... these experiences need to be shared with the world!!~
-n0va 0ne
