Date: Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Time: ~9:20AM
Setting: My Bedroom
Spaceship: 5X Caapi Changa (1:1)
Dosage: ~65mg Changa. 2 tokes
Medium: Bubbler

Up to this point in my life, this is the weirdest thing that has happened to me. I feel like I’ve forgotten about 95% of the content. The most weirdest things were happening. This reality just faded, and was replaced with a new one, where things made absolutely no sense to the conditioned mind of the consensual reality. My mind was floating in free space and was travelling at the same time through different parts of this new reality. Extremely complex patterns and figures were forming with colorful geometry with a black background. I’m pretty sure there were many entity-like morphing images. I don’t know if they were conscious or not, but I felt a strong presence of a certain unified consciousness. My mind was being shown that in reality, it is completely free. Depending upon which pathway it is turned onto, a certain reality manifests and becomes the conformal reality that we become limited to. As I started slipping back into my sober reality, at first it made absolutely no sense whatsoever, as I didn’t recognize that this is my normal reality. As the trip faded, the elements of my consciousness gradually came together and associated with my “free consciousness.” Soon there was a body, a personality, a “me” and human being had been formed. Towards the end, it felt like this whole sober reality that we live in is a beautifully devised simulation of a sort, where all that happens is much like a puppet show. It was so funny to me that people get caught up in life’s dramas in what in reality is much like a puppet show occurring within a dream-like state. When I came out of this trip, for the next 15 minutes, I was just like “what the fuck was that!? So fuckin bizarre! If you haven’t done DMT, you don’t know the meaning of the word ‘weird.’” And so on…My mind was absolutely stunned, but now I can barely even remember the fragments from it. I wish my mind was more adapted to memories from these worlds.

It sounds like a breakthrough. Were you at all aware of your body or your (consensual reality) surroundings? If not, then I'd call it a definite breakthrough. But does it matter what we call it? The experience is what it is. No need to apply labels. I’m sure you see that now!

Does sound like a breakthrough. With changa, SWIM usually has a sense of her body throughout the breakthrough as well. She relies on the "phase change" that happens, a complete discontinuity that abruptly ends, with her still experiencing psychedelic effects afterward, to differentiate between (sub)breakthroughs on changa.