16mg+ FB DMT.
Intent: to practice this experience, and practice allowing myself this experience. Growth and balance.
One nice long steady pull (using V4 Crucible on mod).
The space emerges. Anxiety dissipates. Pastel greys and blues, accented with neon oranges, purples, and greens.
A feminine form approaches. She is beautiful. She bows before me.
Her form changes, and she touches me, by proxy through the space.
I feel her, she feels me. She is erotic. My loins react to her. Intensely.
She continues to move for me and in me. Fluctuating in curve and color.
Then there are more. I never counted.
The love felt in the space is multiplied. I tear up.
The space expands. And complex imagery arises, approaching the ineffable.
But I can still see it well in the memory of my mind.
One love
What if the "truth" is: the "truth" is indescernible/unknowable/nonexistent? Then the closest we get is through being true to and with ourselves.
Know thyself, nothing in excess, certainty brings insanity- Delphic Maxims
DMT always has something new to show you
Question everything... including questioning everything... There's so much I could be wrong about and have no idea...
All posts and supposed experiences are from an imaginary interdimensional being. This being has the proclivity and compulsion for delving in depths it shouldn't. Posts should be taken with a grain of salt. 👽