We've Moved! Visit our NEW FORUM to join the latest discussions. This is an archive of our previous conversations...

You can find the login page for the old forum here.
CHATPRIVACYDONATELOGINREGISTER
DMT-Nexus
FAQWIKIHEALTH & SAFETYARTATTITUDEACTIVE TOPICS
A recurring theme Options
 
Dasein
#1 Posted : 5/30/2021 10:35:13 PM
I can divide my DMT experiences so far into 2 phases. The first phase comprised of me getting to know the molecule, learning to digest it acquiring the ability to open my eyes and see without being completely blinded by the light. During that phase there was only one motherly god like entity which accompanied me, a gentle loving touch was all I got from her. In the beginning I always had this urge to hide myself from her, unintentionally I would end up trying to hide my face. This went on for a while until one day I was finally able to open my eyes and see her. She touched me, and went away! I haven't seen her since.

After that the second phase started in which many different kinds of entities started appearing. On the first trip of this phase, an entity took me into a realm of insanity. She threw random memories at me, all sorts of different memories which I didn't even know I had. Those were mostly banal and unimportant memories but quite distant and it surprised me to know that there were things stored somewhere in my mind which I could think of no reason to ever remember. She played around with those memories, twisted them in a way to make them completely incoherent and nonsensical, but all that was done in a systematic way and with a humorous intent. At that time I did not understand what it was all about.

Some time later I had another very intense experience, I saw another god like entity which was radiating bright blue light. She told me to look at her and not take my eyes away, she repeated and stressed that I do not look away. She said, "Gaze upon me... and see how ridiculous your previously held ideas of divinity are!" and all of a sudden, distant memories started to flash before my eyes again. This time, it was only the memories related to the idea of god. 4 year old me, listening to my mom tell me about Allah, 5 year old me asking my mom how does she know Allah is real and who created allah if allah created everything, to which my mom responded by telling me to shut up and never speak such heresy. Then some random flashbacks from my time in madrassas (religious schools), random conversations with different people during which I or someone else said something about what god is or isn't. The flashbacks came to an end and she disappeared.

A month later I tried some ayahuasca brew made from Chaliponga. I filtered it as much as I could but still couldn't hold it down for more than 30 minutes. The trip was very mild, but full of thoughts. Once again, distant memories started to flash before my eyes, with a voice telling me to remember, to remember everything, every single experience I have ever had, remember where you come from, remember all that you have been through! During come down I vaped another 20-30 mg, after which things got really strange. I experienced something which... was nothing short of eternity! An endless cycle of flashbacks, some from this life, others from I don't know where! 6 year old me running after dragonflies, 8 year old me in our new, still unfinished house, returning from school on a hot summer day, some strange screams of countless different lifeforms spanning across billions of years... the voice constantly telling me to remember, me wondering if I have ever been outside of this dream, or if I have been tripping ever since time began.

Yesterday I had another mild experience, once again, same narrative. Memories going as far back as when I was younger than 3, random conversations with my sisters when I was 9... these are just a few bits I can recall. I saw myself as "the being in time". The voice still whispered "remember where you come from, you, your siblings, your parents, your ancestors, remember this game, this strange struggle of life against death spanning across billions of years, remember the origin, remember the saga, the epic, the tragedy, remember the sadness, the misery, the innocent joys of humble victories, remember it all... remember!". By the end I realized I had been crying the whole time, the words of Rumi were still ringing in my ears "O vision, know not without me, o tongue, speak not without me. O sight, see not without me, o soul, go not without me"

I don't quite know what to make of these experiences, I don't really understand... but I'll appreciate it if someone could share some insight, or similar experiences.
این جهان با تو خوش است و آن جهان با تو خوش است
این جهان بی‌من مباش و آن جهان بی‌من مرو

ای عیان بی‌من مدان و ای زبان بی‌من مخوان
ای نظر بی‌من مبین و ای روان بی‌من مرو
 
 
Users browsing this forum
Guest

DMT-Nexus theme created by The Traveler
This page was generated in 0.012 seconds.