So for those who aren't aware of my situation, I've smoked dmt like a good 30 times. Took me a while to get the smoking technique down. Just the other night, I finally came up with a technique that has twice proved to work like a charm. I have a little layer of changa(caapi leaf), then some specs of jim jam, and then another small layer of changa.

So I tried this technique and as most of you probably ready in my report, it worked! It was amazing!

Tonight, I tried it again. Worked like a charm. I just kept taking toke after toke, untill I start to forget what I'm doing.

BOTH times, I find myself in a circus of mad crazy thoughts and ideas and visions. People, or entities looking at me, happy, excited, bizarr, etc.

But what is most notable, is the fact that this ALL feels so familiar! It's not just what I see, but the feeling, the place I'm at, it is so REAL and I feel like I've been there before, a million times. It reminds me of STRANGE dreams I use to have when I was really young. I'd always have these strange dreams I could not explain when I was young, and these remind me of them in a very strong way. It's like a dark hidden part of my mind that exist, but I don't realize it while conscious.

So I'm just curious, is this a normal feeling? Do you guys have the same feelings or emotions when smoking dmt?

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The first time I felt like it was a waking /lucid dream, I noticed the sensation of timelessness and felt like I had been cleansed to the core, coming out so refreshed and excited. I told my fiance that this was the closest thing to real magic that I have ever known.

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Is life an illusion or does it give you the impression that it is an illusion when being on hallucinogens, i still can't figure that out.

After a long acid trip i realized that life truly is an illsuion, i knew it for 100 percent, there was no doubt at all, i felt it in my entire body, it wasn't a thought, it was a realization, a revelation, i could never go back to my old life after realizing this truth, no way i could ever go back, i wasn't supposed to figure this out, life has no meaning anymore, it's an illusion.

But then again, when stepping back into "reality" again it just seems so impossible, how can i create this, the good and the bad, how am i responsible for this, the pain is real, how can it be an illusion?

I don't know about it, is life an illusion, and how does it work?
It's impossible to find that answer, even after a million trips, or you must be completely alienated from the world.

Yeah I had this feeling of familiarity, of returning home. My first psychedelic experience immediately put into context a lot of my former life experiences - strange feelings, dreams of the other world: "aha, so THIS is what I was searching for everywhere!"

About life being an illusion: yeah I realized this also. I saw that all of my friends and people I know are parts/interfaces of the same Self - it's the same "entity" looking out on several eyes, experiencing the same reality through several minds simultaneously.

I frequently experience feelings of returning home. Returning to a fundamental place that a fundamental part of me (my soul) never really left.

Peace & Love,
Pandora

Yes.

I HEAR YOU, BROTHER!

The place you've always been and will go back to, but at the same time, never left. like this life is just an illusion - a game you agreed to jump into (to individualize) for whatever reason. It is deeply, deeply familiar. You know it; you've always known because it is you.

The feeling of FAMILIARITY is the strongest one I feel on DMT. That is because it isn't hallucinations - it's reality - just a broader view of it that our brains are perceiving at this time. I view DMT as a vehicle that tunes you to another frequency. Even the memory gives me that deep feeling of familiarity. In my body, I feel it in my pelvic area. I wonder if it stirs the Kundalini.

ANd, a large does of DMT is released into the blood at death, so this returning home feeling isn't unusual. And, perhaps you HAVE done it many times!

I've always called it "going home", when refering to smoking spice.

"I just wanna go home. I just wanna be there again. With all my friends, and the ones I love. I just wanna go home."

Wow, you folks are great.




Well said.

In Joseph Campbell's reviews of the myths throughout history you can clearly see the depictions of the rights of passage. Initiates chosen to undergo a traumatic ordeal usually involving plant materials. It is what he refers to as the Heroes Journey. It is the journey of a man living in the sorrows of his material animal like existence being thrust into an experience and awakened to his true nature. Over and over the stories talk about this. Your true nature is beyond human thought, Beyond pairs of opposites, and completely unreal, but it is indeed HOME.