I’m currently dancing, half an hour ago I was balling with laughter, rolling on my sides and crying with joy, an hour ago I was crying and I wanted to give up on my journeys forever.

There is no true place to begin this amazing journey. I could begin by thanking everyone on this forum, or I could start by saying I love you all, but I think I’ll start with the how and why I’m posting.

How? I’m typing it with my fingers on a keyboard. Why? I met someone. Someone in hyperspace. I don’t know his name. I don’t know if he has a family. I don't know anything about him. But I do know I will remember him for the rest of my life.

I logged onto nexus chat around 9:00pm. I had just returned from an evening bike ride; though I missed the sunset prior to even leaving my home, I thought I could use some fresh air and soak in the last of today’s beautiful light.

I rode my bike to a nearby park where I found a nice tree and sat against it. I sat facing west while watching the clouds come over the mountains and evidence of the sun behind it disappear. By now, I have done spice twice, and I have taken out of it nothing more than the need to go back in to solve the mystery of what beings from another dimension were trying to tell me when they said exactly “I’m not ready.” In my own mind, with my own voice, as a means of communication.

As I talked about a things bothering me about spice in nexus-chat, House brought up a great point that I fail to remember.

Within his explanation of my fears of spice and its intimidation, the words “Just Go” popped out at me. I sat there staring at it as he continued on with a list of reasons as to why I should just go for it. I stared at those two words for seemingly an eternity, trying to think of reasons not to go back in. Trying to come up with excuses.

"Now isn't the right time. You have to wait until it's perfect."
"I need more time to meditate on what happened last time."
"I can't go back, I just ate."

I put my laptop aside, dimmed down my lamp, grabbed my pre-loaded bong and my lighter and just fucking went for it.

Three hits. Three beautiful hits. I fell back into my own state of happiness only to be shown the waiting room, and then my own room after a very short lived and forgettable experience. I came back disappointed and I came back with the feeling that I had been denied something that I deserve.

I quickly loaded another bowl of spice, going a tiny bit beyond the size of the first, and lit the bowl without hesitation.

I needed to get over my fears. I wanted to experience what I thought was rightfully mine. I had extracted the spice, so I was going to get what I deserved.

I was so fucking wrong.

On the come up, I felt my body trying to pull itself out of it. Not a pain, but a feeling of retreat, and surrendering to the spice wasn’t an option at this point.

Mid-way through the trip, I began crying. I was so depressed. I abused the spice and took it as just another object, and not as it should be looked at. It needs to be viewed as a key. It needs to be viewed as the most finely crafted key in all of human existence. A key that opens a door to your soul, takes it’s hand, and shows it the meaning of life and true happiness.
I abused this key. I shoved it into the door and broke it while trying to turn the lock. And I was being punished for it.

I cried and cried and apologized. I thought I would never be forgiven by these beings. The waiting room disappeared as I came down. I stood up and thought of how bad of a human being I was. What the fuck was I thinking? I cannot believe I took for granted the raw power that spice holds.

I looked at my collection plate of remaining spice. As I wiped away my tears and calmed myself (while still visually tripping) I started to speak

“I’m so sorry. Please, please forgive me.”

I stared at the plate and the thought entered my mind. One last time.

“Please, just give me a sign that you are there for me. Waiting for me when I am truly ready.”
“Just give me a sign.”

I loaded everything I possibly could to a point where the top screen for the bong didn’t fit anymore. I sandwiched the spice down until it did fit. It was over flowing. It was a gorgeous mass of solely white spice.

“Just give me a sign.” I said as I put my mouth to the bong. A tear running down my face.

I lit the bowl. Each hit as large and powerful as the next. I burnt it to perfection. It was done professionally. Each hit, milked and vaporized to excellent perfection.

First hit.
Second hit.
Third hit…….

…. Forth hit…

I pulled up my bed’s covers over my body. I sank into my pillows and I was taken to the waiting room within milliseconds.
The most beautiful vibrant colors, the greatest shapes of all sizes morphing beyond the speed of light; it was brilliance at its’ finest.

A blue hue color began to form. It came in from the left of my third eye. It engulfed me fully, it transported me instantly and it showed me what awe and brilliance really mean.

I was taken to a ship, which is in the same blue color as the light before it. Everything featured as this blue hue in a higher octave, and standing there, smiling with both his thumbs up, laughing with me, was an entity of pure bliss.

He showed me with that short and small gesture of happiness that everything was going to be perfectly alright and that life and the universe are in the order that they need to be. He stood there and laughed with me. I laughed and I laughed. On my side covering my bodies face with a pillow to stop myself from screaming from laughter.

He seemed as if he was just part of a picture. This post card image of him standing in a corridor of a ship leaning to the side with both thumbs up, smiling at the camera. It did not last long, but it was the absolute greatest sign that Hyperspace could have given me at this point. It is exactly what I needed. And I will laugh for an eternity at the funniest interstellar comedian in the universe.

Now, I have no fear; only true respect.

I love everything and everyone.

"The funniest moment of my entire life was when an alien smiled at me and gave me two thumbs up in his intergalactic space ship." Is what I'll gladly tell anyone who ever wants to know.

It was a short breakthrough, but it was so amazing I'm the happiest I have ever been in my entire life.

My journey with spice has just begun. I no longer fear it and I anxiously await what else it has to show me!

::: )

"The funniest moment of my entire life was when an alien smiled at me and gave me two thumbs up in his intergalactic space ship." Is what I'll gladly tell anyone who ever wants to know."

That's awesome, Steely. Your reports makes me anticipate my own first experiences with the spice that much more. The funniest moment for me on a hallucinogen I can recall was watching the Matrix on 4 grams of cubes, when Agent Smith told Morpheus that humans are viruses and a plague...I closed my eyes in uncontrollable laughter, and streaming ribbons of laughing cartoons poured over my visual field...but your experience sounds a great deal funnier

I'm happy for you Steely. I hope you find all the secrets dmt has to show you. I believe my search is still waiting to really kick-off.

Each drug has it's own trip, this I don't need to tell you . Even weed has CEV's that can be fun to watch. But DMT isn't a drug, it's the spice of life. It is the substance that unlocks us to ourselves. It's what you'll come to realize we are all made of, or, at least that is how I feel about it.

Everyone has their own personal experience with each and every inch of this beautiful blue and green world, natural or synthesized, we all take from our experiences subtle changes to our lives.

DMT has changed my life for the greater good, and I accept everything it does to me because I know it does it for me.

I will be waiting here with hundreds of other active members eagerly anticipating your first break through report! Good luck in Hyperspace, those funny bastards know how to treat you well.



Do not pull a Steely on this one, trust me. You will more than likely get anxious while waiting for DMT to find it's place within you, just do NOT get upset with it. It will kick the shit out of you and guilt trip you like you have never felt in your entire life.

I love you, WalkingSpirit, I was able to have the privilege of helping you through with your first break through, and even if I didn't make a true difference in it, I am still overly joyful that we got to experience this wonderful thing together.

Spice will find it's place in everyone who seeks something greater for their life. Whether it's searching for a purpose or searching for a cure, spice will open your mind and warm your heart, no matter who you are. They love everyone and everything in our dimension and they are all forgiving.

To any beginners or lost veterans; do not fear them, they are here to help us.

That was such a great report, steely! I really enjoyed reading it. Good luck with your future journeys

DK

Yeah awesome report steely! Glad you appreciate and respect so much this incredible substance. All the best on your future journeys!

I got the most intense chills reading your report! Amazing insights. about the key... another lesson on the path of FORWARD.

Awesome report Steely. Words of courage. Thanks.

Beautiful experience, thanks for the report. We've all disrespected the spice before, the only thing we can do is learn from it and ask for forgiveness.

Happy travels.

Wow, sounds like a wonderful experience. Was beautiful & encouraging to read =)

Love the thread title

Thumbs up !

Thank you! [sarcasm] I forget where I got the idea for it [/sarcasm]