So, I'll cut straight to the point.
Aha, so the Universe is playing tricks on me. I'm slowly becoming aware of something that is still hard for me to put into words. My view on pretty much everything has just changed, but I'm not entirely sure how. It feels as though I'm watching reality AND myself from a 3rd perspective. Like now, as I type this post, I can't exactly describe how, but it feels like my body and my mind are on auto-pilot. Like I'm watching a movie and the movie is real life. I'm either going insane, or I'm on to something.
So, my last two DMT trips were extremely strange, this one even stranger. My first weird trip consisted of seemingly waking up from what seemed like reality, then watching my hands dance to music I had playing. My second one was mostly the same, but no time warp/waking up deal.
So here's what happened to me about 20 minutes ago. I rolled a joint with 70mg changa mixed with some marijuana, and loaded my GVG with 25mg of pure spice. After browsing through a couple of songs, I settled on
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQEmaj9C6ko . I started smoking the joint, and remember looking at the time left on the song. Silly me, I didn't queue up a second song. I finished off the joint, and grabbed the GVG, finished it off in about two tokes. I started feeling odd, good, a whole bunch of other things I can't really describe.
Anyways, soon after I put down the pipe, I look over to my hands. They're making perfect formations, like a sign language. This was some intense shit, yo. From what I recall, all in synchronization to the music. Much more intricate and "languagey" than my last two trips. While looking at my hands do this, I feel incredible sensations, explosions of good things. I look away for a few fractions of a second a few times, but for the most part my entire attention is on what my hands were doing. I don't know how or why, but it felt like they were telling me something. Oh, and everything felt perfect, like time had all come together for this moment, like both times before, something never experienced on my previous DMT trips.
After the music had ended, I was in a state of pure joy. Time seemed to fold in on itself, somehow. The Universe was coming together for me. It feels though as everything has changed, but I'm not sure how.
My hypothesesis on what is happening. One could be that my brain has some sort of unique ability to convert music into patterns in my hands, but I don't very much like that one. The second one is that there's something much bigger going on. I'm still not quite sure what though.
Questions, comments, anything? This is all very new and strange to me.
P.S, I'll be sure to remember to try and film my next attempt.