Parabowl just posted a nice post about the Sound of DMT. I found it to be exactly what I heard on my basically horrible experience.

So I had my set up like usual, and everything before this had went great, good experiences.
10 seconds after I was 'holding the hit, I was blasted out of my head. That intense humming and rhythmic clamor started taking over and soon this swirling spiraling wall of colours came flying towards me (which eventually was just repeating itself over and over.) Then I started making myself believe that I had already died and that this is what death was like. (later it was like being on a hospital bed surrounded by my family while I was secretly just dying...
I had this intense pain but more like pressure, through certain parts of my body. Like I was magnetized. I really lost sense of who I was but I knew that I just did something //smoke DMT.. I thought that what I just did was the key, that it just woke me up.. and here I was. dying


Now. Did I get stuck between here and a breakthrough or am I just kinda messed up somehow When you break through does that awful sound of still-empty-death stop? Will the pressure between my physical body leave?

I tried it a couple more times after this experience, with small amounts, and 3 weeks apart but they turned into awful experiences as well. I heard it can be uncomfortable on smaller doses.. so I found out.

Here's an experience I found that caught it pretty well.

"I had been up for three days and two nights working on a manuscript. That was the first mistake. The room where the 'experiment' was to take place was a dirty, dingy, insanely cluttered pesthole. That was the second mistake. I was told that I would see God. That was the third and worst mistake of all.

"The needle jabbed into my arm and the dimethyl-triptamine oozed into my bloodstream. At the same time the steam came on with a rhythmic metallic clamor and I remember thinking that it would be good to have some heat. Within thirty seconds I noticed a change, or rather I noticed that there had never been any change, that I had been in this dreamy, unworldly state for millions of years. I told this to Dr. ____, who said, 'Good, then it is beginning to pass the blood-brain barrier.'

"It was too fast. Much too fast. I looked up at what a minute ago had been doors and cabinets, and all I could see were parallel lines falling away into absurdities. Dimensions were outraged. The geometry of things crashed blindly into one another and crumbled into chaos. I thought to myself, 'But he said that I would see God, that I would know the meaning of the universe.' I closed my eyes. Perhaps God was there, behind my eyeballs.

"Something was there, all right; Something, coming at me from a distant and empty horizon. At first it was a pinpoint, then it was a smudge, and then -- a formless growing Shape. A sound accompanied its progress towards me -- a rising, rhythmic, metallic whine; a staccato meeyow that was issuing from a diamond larynx. And then, there it loomed before me, a devastating horror, a cosmic diamond cat. It filled the sky, it filled all space. There was nowhere to go. It was all that was. There was no place for me in this -- Its universe. I felt levelled under the cruel glare of its crystalline brilliance. My mind, my body, my vestige of self-esteem perished in the hard glint of its diamond cells.

The magnetism is part and parcel of the DMT experience for me. It seems to me that all of hyperspace including the entities, machinery, landscape, etc are all made of this magnetic-like energy.



You purposefully were imagining that this was what death was like? Could have been your fatal mistake (pardon the pun). Drop all your expectations, stop making all the mental-memos of what's going on during the experience as it's happening, and just sit back and let it play out. In dire situations, your resistance will only make things worse, whereas remaining calm and letting things run their course can lead to brighter pastures.

As for God, I don't see him too often. I've had hundreds and hundreds of DMT experiences and about 1% of them maybe have I seen God. It's not a very common occurrence for me, and I wouldn't get too hung up on it. That experience will come to you when you're ready for it, and is not as likely IME if you're resisting and can't let go.

In terms of the injection, what form is the DMT in that you're injecting it? Are you sure it's clean? You might find it more enjoyable if you can manage to smoke/vaporize it. An imperfect smoking/vaporizing technique can perhaps keep such chaotic experiences within check to some extent.

Every now and then i'll take a single hit, and before I even complete the first inhalation I can feel the BUZZZZZZZ start coursing through my veins quicker than lance armstrong on GHB. There have been times that it has gotten so loud, so fast, that i thought it would certainly cause my eardrums to implode. I've often wished i could record these sounds and replicate them because they are absolutely intense and insane.

I just actually had one the other day where my friend loaded up some Screamster into his screamroller. He failed to tell me that the dmt had gotten hot and melted into this sort of super condensed dmt wax/putty. So i begin to vaporize it and end up getting this MONOLITHIC hit. It kicked in before i even got the whole hit into my lungs. My entire body started pulsating with this increasingly huge buzzing sound and the steamroller was vibrating so violently that it jumped out of my hands onto the carpet below. It felt like i loaded up a double barrel electric sh!t shotgun, placed it in my mouth, pulled the trigger, and blew my soul out the back of my skull. I have always felt like the DMT has a spirit/consciousness of its own and this time i swear i got the instant sensation that the lords of dmt were bitchslapping me for taking such a ridiculously large/condensed hit in one inhalation. I ended up laying there on the couch, eyes open, unable to speak or move for atleast 15 minutes. I didn't have the classic "trip". There were very few visuals and alot of horror. The air itself was vibrating so intensely that it felt like i was re=experiencing the tunguska event in my friend J's living room. lol

I guess it's kinda interesting too cause a number of the things you guys describe that you found unpleasurable and horrifying are some of the very stimuli from which I draw great satisfaction. I guess it's hard to say we were experiencing the same things, but it sounds that way.

i find this is pretty much par for the course.

i have told my friends about some of my experiences and they look at me all weird and say they think that it would be horrible to experience such things, i dont have the heart to tell them that there the good bits

I guess i should distinguish between this particular horrifying experience and my typical wonderful experiences. I agree with the idiom "par for the course"... But this particular experience + a few other similar experiences where substantially different from any other dmt experiences that i've had. It only happens occasionally and i'm fairly positive that these particular "horrifying" experiences are due to highly miscalculated dosing. In this case, the fact that there was way more DMT in the pipe than i realized!

I had one on another occasion, same pipe, where i was outdoors on my friends deck... and i felt like i had accidentally caused some sort of catastrophic event that was going to destroy the entire earth and its population, and the only way to stop it was to take the full force of a world ending cataclysm on my own soul. I felt like atlas, and if i would have shrugged the entire world would have ceased to exist. No visuals whatsoever. Just this INCREDIBLE force of destruction weighing on my consciousness!

It sort of happened out of no where and caught me off gaurd!

theres nothing like breaking reality to spice up a saturdy night

but yes, i agree accurate dosing is quite important if you wish to avoid getting a good slapping.

however, my friend simply loads up the GVG with, in his own words, "loads", and then tokes it untill he is gone. Neither he nor his friends ever report bad experiences, this is over a good couple of years of DMT use.

I use the GVG myself and i absolutely adore it. Never a failed attempt with that pipe.

But i step outside of my network of trusted pipe devices and it gets a little sketchy! hahaha

I tried to let it take it's course but I was just spinning and thinking I was away from any sort of existence.
Does that humming ever stop? and does the spinning wall mean I didn't break through?

indecision about whether you brokethrough or not indicates you didnt breakthrough.

I guess I did but there wasn't much beyond that point besides emptiness.

i guess you didnt

Yeah the last thing that you are going to find in a breakthrough is emptiness. haha.

You can find emptyness, but you will never find doubt