I had never heard of DMT before.
I was taking a lot of acid at the time.
My tripping buddy called me up and said
"Get over here now!" in a playful tone
so I knew it wasn't serious.
As soon as I got there, he packed a bong
and then fiddled with his little container
and sprinkled a good bit of orange crystals
on top of the bowl.
He slid the bong across to me and with
a mischievous grin, he asked me:
"
You wanna meet Jeeesus?!?"
How can you say no to that?
Not having a clue what I was in for, we proceeded
to turn Aphex Twin's Windowlicker up on full blast
while I got cozy in a recliner.
I gobbled as much as I could down in two hits
and while my friend was expecting me to pass out
like everyone else he had dosed did, I just geeked out.
I remember thinking I was seeing all of these different
radio waves as different colored clouds. I could almost see
through the walls as they were composed of nothing but
energy. That energy was displayed as hieroglyphic/Egyptian
styled patterns that raced across the walls faster than I
could keep up with them.
At one point I was staring at a metal sun sculpture my friend
welded together and in the middle, I saw three Native American
Indian Chiefs emerged from the rippled brass in the middle.
There was an unspoken awareness of each others presence as I
stared at them and they stared back at me.
Behind them I could almost make out a long hallway which I
interpreted as the hall of our ancestors.
Soon afterwards I remember thinking "This is like dying" and
it was completely peaceful if not blissful.
I will always be eternally indebted to my friend for introducing
me to dmt.
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