This journey begins the same as the others. Shaking hands trying to measure out a magic molecule capable of incredible things, this isn't my first time, but my heart is racing anyways. I dump 36 Mg of waxy dmt onto the launch pad in the bubbler. I go to bed, turn the light down. I melt it down into the screen sandwich launchpad. let cool for a second and take a deep focused breath and clear my mind.

I start inhaling pulling the flame down licking the steel. I see the vapor flow thick and white like a intelligent blob through the pipe. I held that thick blob of vapor for as long as I could. Exhaling I can here that buzz, the wave the will carry me deep into the void. I was confident I had cleared all the DMT from the launch pad. but I always take two just to make sure. after I held and exhaled that second hit, I reach to put the bubbler on the nightstand as im pulling my arm back it smears into a fractally mess all about my nightstand. I lay back and keep my eyes open as long as I can looking at my room, breathing, spinning, melting, dancing and, singing for me . the ceiling fan starts spinning and stretching out wards through the roof like a vortex towards the north pole. I feel it pulling me in so I closed my eyes.

As my eyes closed, I could feel them open in another life. I could see a great glowing forest start to appear, but the glow was not from the fractals or alien terrain im so used to. instead I am now fully immersed into this lifelike jungle with a clearing in it surround by tribal structures and the sounds of the jungle. I notice the glow is coming from a structure of arches and curves in the middle of the clearing extending down into the earth and high above the trees. Within the cut outs of the structure there are fires and people preforming some chants. I am up on what seems to be a rope bridge in the canopy of the trees, and I begin to gaze within the arches of the fire temple. I can feel the heat on my face. I can hear the drums and chants of the people below and within the arches growing louder and washing over all of my senses. Then suddenly hundreds of naked shaman women all glowing and shimmering appear from within the flames, vibrating with the sound of creations, and singing songs of joy and love. I watched them dance and celebrate my presence for what seemed to be a life time.

I begin to feel the need to move on. I started down the rope bridge which lead to what seemed to be a portal of some sort. before I could go though I felt something, no some being contact me. not with voice or sound, but love, energy, and vibration frequencies that resonated and instilled insight and ideas within me. I interpreted this being as a universal master shaman, an ancient thing whose name I really can spell, or comprehend. It communed with me the story of survival, from the big bang to the cells in my heart and the electricity my heart itself creates. from the jungles and forests to the mountains and coastlines. how fractals, from the begging and till the end. within all and around everyone. are the grand design of survival. his final vibrational message was that I need to share my vision and his vision and the universal vision, with everyone.

until we all see the same patterns and can accept each other and live with true love for our fellow creature.
I turned walked across the bridge and entered the portal. the visions swirl and fade. i open my eyes

I normally take my illusions with a grain of salt, but all of this seems so real.

Great report. i can resonate with this....been thinking about life lately--fine. I can't really say anything too intelligent or intelligible on the matter right now, but I feel ya, and I appreciate this report.

Thank you.