It was late and dark outside and very cool, the perfect temperature. In addition I had my first batch of spice ready, so I heard the call and decided that I would attempt to break into hyperspace. I packed my pipe and went downstairs and out into my backyard and found a very comfortable chair underneath my deck. I said a prayer to Christ, remembered what I had to do in order not to burn the spice, and then took some calming breaths.
I held the lighter under the bulb of my pipe waiting for some substantial vapor to cook up, when it was there I inhaled. Don't cough it out, don't cough it out, hold it in as long as possible, longer. It was impossible I had to cough. Flicked the lighter back on and started cooking up some more vapor. I noticed my heart began to beat quickly, reality seemed to be getting that surreal tone to it. Another inhale this time I held it in for a full thirty seconds.
My heart seemed to be racing now I knew I had a ways to go before I would hit hyperspace because I still recognized everything around me, but this was my first time I thought best go easy. I put the pipe and lighter down and closed my eyes. A matrix of reds and yellows and blues, the rainbow, were flowing in a weaved pattern. I felt my body slump into my chair, it felt like my body was somehow different almost as if I were trying to leave it but not quite being able to. Then I started to hear the sound that is emitted if someone swirls their finger over the top of a wine glass, a high pitched squeal almost. It started softly and would then crescendo and then stop. Then it would start again. As this noise was happening (is this the carrier wave I've read about?) the matrix began to swirl as if it were turning into a black hole. I felt myself getting sucked in not my body per say but maybe my soul.
I opened my eyes. Jesus I thought I don't know if I'm ready for this. I then just stared at the plant life that surronded me. Hard to describe but it appeared as if the trees limbs were shaking slightly and as if extra limbs would just appear into existance. A flower pot full of red flowers seemed to hold my attention for a long time, the flowers seemed to be dancing almost and the red looked like a pastel. Then I looked up into the leaves of a tree and saw the moon shining down through the leaves. It looked as if there were an ocean of light.
All in all a little disappointed I was not ready to breakthrough, but I definitely gained a whole new respect for DMT. When I'm ready I'll try again and this time just keep inhaling until I dont recognize what my hand is anymore.
"This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill – the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill – you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes."