So this past Friday and Saturday were my firsts with DMT. I’m not gonna go into too much length. I’ll maybe edit and add as things come to me. This next Friday, I’m up again. A GVG is set to arrive on Wednesday. I have a mg scale from Amazon. My goal is more efficient usage and burning. Although the reward is excellent right now, a breakthrough would be nice.

I have to say up front, that I wouldn’t call myself a spiritual person. I have explored all religion, and have had countless spiritual connections with special people. I have meditated many times, but never enough. I can have good faith discussions and sober empathetic sessions with people. But I consider my life to be way more material than it needs to be. Until I can shed the material, I feel like my spiritual life is a lot of talk and not a lot of walk.

I don’t know why I feel I needed to share that, but there you go.

My trip report to a friend, copied and pasted: Little short strings of yellowish light started wiggling through the air. Your body heats up. You hear a buzzing, then feel the buzzing* (see below). Your body gets very heavy. Buddhist music on the TV starts to pleasantly intensify. The sounds separate out like the music is deconstructed. The sound warps. The picture warps with it. We had candles lit which makes for awesome glowing effects. I could see thru my hands. My hands developed rays of light coming from all surfaces. Kaleidoscopes of fractals and mandala patterns are everywhere, big, small. My hands had the most beautiful soft yellow glow. My girlfriends face became many faces vibrating, shifting colors. At the center was definitely her face. Her skin was glowing that same yellow as my hands and those multiples of her face kept radiating, all direction, all colors. She had fractal patterns all around her. Each face was made up of them. She didnt turn into anything, per-se, it was as if I was seeing her made of love, her true beauty. We were lying in bed. The wall behind us completely disappeared. We were in a space, floating. You’re unable to speak at this point merely because you wouldn’t know what word to choose. Too much awe.

On one of the three trips tonight, I had to close my eyes. I realized that there’s different things and levels in my head that prevent me from letting go. Keeping your eyes open is amazing, but that’s a form of hanging on. This knowledge was definitively imparted to me.

*On the subject of “buzzing”. This would happen every time I blasted off and closed my eyes. The sound is almost exactly like the Matrix entry/exit sound. My breath would affect the sound as if I was creating it it. The harder the breath, the louder it got. The CEV’s were definitely wormhole in nature, I always seemed to be moving up and to the right, for some reason. Patterns were spiraling around me, basically forming the tube of the wormhole. Accompanied by the Matrix-like sound, my breathing would increase the rate at which the spirals would spin. If I slowed my breath, it would go almost silent and the patterns would creep.

That’s all I got for now.

I don't think keeping your eyes open is a form of hanging on. Hanging on implies that there is something more than what you are experiencing at the time. I love to keep my eyes open! There is a certain letting go in keeping the eyes open as well. It is so easy to close the eyes and go into the patterns and odd world of hyperspace. There is a certain will power in keeping the eyes open too. I feel like my eyes should close and feel it pull, sometimes I refuse because I want to be a pain in the butt I guess. Willful. I will stay and watch the world through the eyes of DMT just because I can.

Sometimes it just takes you and forces you into hyperspace. I go with that.

I don't compare eyes closed with eyes open. I go with what feel right to me at the time. Both eyes open and eyes closed can be a letting go. Both provide a unique experiences. I found that I needed to be comfortable with eyes open and eyes closed for my own personal reasons. I wanted to see it all and experience DMT every which way. I have had some profound experiences with eyes open to be sure! Eyes closed is amazing with any psychedelic... sometimes it is all just side shows and pretty colors though. Sometimes the real show is in the here and now.

That is my experience anyhow... Many journeys into hyperspace and it all melds into one thing for me. And that is this.. Be grateful for anything you see and experience and all is good. Just breath and watch it all unfold. Open your eyes and watch the beauty unfold! Close your eyes and watch the show! It is all wonderful and amazing to me! No need to compare. No need to reach for anything. Just let it all be what it is... an infinite complexity of wonderocity!!

I don't think wonderocity is a word but it works for me so.....

Wise words.

Did another round tonight with one friend from last week and my girlfriend. Got my GVG this time. Went to a cool herb shop and got a nice blend. Got a nice torch lighter. Once we figured out the GVG, wow!

I have to agree with you, as I experience more. With eyes open, I feel peacefully connected to all who have come before me. I feel that there is a certain destination, albeit short lived, that we have been blessed with visiting. I am regularly seeing patterns and visions that closely resemble depictions of Mayan deities like Quetzcoatl. These visions are amongst visuals that we have all come to know and love. I feel as though I understand the inspiration for many religious idols and depictions.

Closed eyes is a lot to handle. I very easily slip into experiencing awe as I witness myself traveling through hyperspace. It can be messy at times due to bouncing between my actual trip and my observing of it. Opening my eyes then enables a calmness to wash over me. The beauty and the radiance is just unreal.

I’m starting to see recurring themes. I don’t necessarily have a need to go deeper. I’ll go when and where the experience dictates. I’m also considering the possibility that I’m not as psychedelically fragile as I thought I was.