Good day to you beautiful people! It has been a while since my last visit, both here and even more so to hyperspace. The tale I am about to recount happened shortly before Christmas, it started off as a meditation session aided by some vaporized caapi harmalas. DMT wasn't initially on the cards...

I have yet to go back due to many different factors in my life - one of which being finding a job which leaves me little time or energy to focus on such pursuits, which means I have little to contribute to this magnificent illuminating site - something that irritates me deeply, but right now my focus must be on this side. Besides this last journey has given me MUCH to reflect on. Even now, I still remember it like it was yesterday, which is odd considering the often fleeting nature of a DMT experience.

I noticed that the template isn't working as it used to so I will list all relative details below before the main event.
Without further ado...



I'm sitting in my living room. It is a small room, the coffee table doubles as my altar. On it stands my collection of sacred extracts, my mg scale, a lit candle and a laptop with the screen folded almost the entire way down playing Carbon Based Lifeforms. There is also a pendant of Pacha Mama that one of my close friends gave me after a trip to South America, which I always ave by my side when journeying. I very rarely listen to music as I find it usually grounds the experience, but on listening to this the first time, I intuitively knew it would go well both with meditation and Spice journeying. Across from me, there is a small Christmas tree decorated with the usual lights, baubles, tinsel etc.

My partner is done meditating. She gets up and goes into the kitchen to do what ever it is she wants to do in there. I am still deep in contemplation, the caapi relaxes my mind, I get a little push from somewhere. "Hey you! Load up the pipe!" Ok, why not? It's been a while... I smoke, get the whole lot in one go, hold it... I'm plunging deeper, deeper. A cat jumps on my lap and starts purring and headbutting me in the face. I stroke him a bit and he calms down. The glowing feline takes his place by my side and falls asleep. It seems I have a companion on this encounter. This is comforting. The second dose enters the pipe, surges through the chamber and enters my lungs at high speed.

The little sliver of light that is present from the laptop explodes into jagged laser beams. The Christmas tree swirls and vomits trails of multicoloured, infinitely faceted rainbow beads, the seams of the room start to weaken, and I know in this instant that a) there is no escape, and b) this is going to be a big one. Regret starts to surge through me. "I'm not ready for this!" "Why did I do this to myself?!" Blah blah blah, my ego gives way to acceptance, the room wobbles and swirls for a last time and POOF! it no longer exists. A white, glistening hyper-technological robotic droid is scanning me, there are red and green lights on it similar to those that were on the Christmas tree moments ago, but, y'know, more perfect. While it is scanning, I can feel it tinkering away inside of me - this is no longer required, this needs fixing, I'm downloading this into you for future reference, all will become clear. I don't feel at all threatened and just let it do its thing. I don't know what's going on around the 'droid' - it has my undivided attention. It has finnished what ever needed doing and disappears. There is a cosmic explosion, a flurry of thoughts, feelings, images, visions. It's a bit full on, I can't really comprehend what is happening.



I am regaining awareness of my surroundings, there are dozens of pink balls of light / energy floating around my living room, beautiful, amazing, I feel somehow connected to them, I feel peaceful and whole. There is a lot of love. Tears form in my eyes and roll down my cheeks. Every. Damn. Time. The DMT / Harmala combo for me is a real tear jerker. The visions are giving way, but not without a parting message. The pink orbs connect, creating a sort of cosmic bill board, the message is loud and clear, flashing, multicoloured and radiant:



So... Yeah... Lots to think about...

Ya! I really enjoyed reading this. You articulated the experience well. Thanks.

Scary, inspiring. Somehow the operating is a comforting experience. Carbon life forms is some good music bro!

Glad you liked That final part of the journey was what has really stuck with me. About how a lot of life is just an illusion - in part through how we perceive the world around us from a subjective perspective, but also how others want us to perceive the world through subtle, or other means. It can be easy to get caught up with things that are not helpful or healthy. A prime example would be in politics or the media.

Funny thing is, the next day I was trawling YouTube and what immediately caught my eye was a David Icke video (I know! I know! ) about the illusory nature of reality. What a weird coincidence!

I would be jumping up and down if i ever saw such a clear message. I am starting to belief this IS an illusion. I am starting to buy into the idea that Terence Mckenna put forward that "The world is made of language".

There was a beginning. A clear-cut startpoint. When the buddha started looking inward and dreamed up the universe. When we wake up.. We are ONE being. Looking outside for the first time in 14 billion years. (or longer)

But then you start to discover the workings of DNA, RNA, Proteins, Muscle tissue, the brain.. And one starts to wonder.. Why is it such a complicated system if this is all just a dream. Someone once said said that the further we zoom in on something (i.e. atoms, DNA) or outside (deep space) we keep finding more and more novelty. And all of that is just an illusion as well

What is clear to me, is that there is a deep logic in everything we find out about the material world. It woulden't suprise me that all of this leads to a collective enlightenment some day, far far into the future.

I don't think i mind being a boddhisattva or a Deva. Possibly both. but sometime i would like to wake up and find nirvana. Maybe i'll start a thread in the philosophy section sometime soon. ^_^

Ha! I was in no state to be jumping up and down after this! Flabbergasted, floored and deeply intrigued! Looking back, I think quite a few of my journeys have been trying to show me this - when I first started smoking Changa and DMT I would often get these journeys which I would be aware of the room I was in, but objects would disappear and then reappear, or reappear in a different part of the room, often very quickly which could be a bit alarming.

Keeping this in mind certainly does give an interesting angle to interpret life on a day to day basis how ever, but even if it is an illusion it is a very convincing one!

nice one purges