... I've spoken to people who have smoalked DMT regularly for years, and they're still terrified every time.

Nifty mantras, higher or lower doses, clever "explanations" of unconcious processes and all these other things can help, and you may find that they solve your problems... but the real way out of your fear is simply strength and courage.

First off, the sensations you feel, see, hear, etc are all going to be much more intense than your normal experience. This is the nature of the game. Just get in it and dig it, and the good stuff will happen. You will be just fine when you get back, eardrums and all. I promise.

Face your weakness, come to terms with what you are and what will happen to you upon smoalking, and continue forth not scared doubtful but strong and confident. Not only will it make your uneasy feelings completely meaningless, but when you start from a stable and strong position, the trip literally is far more positive, far more gratifying and if anything unpleasant should come up, you have at your disposal the faculties to overcome it with grace and dignity.

Strength of spirit, courage and self-responsibility are pretty much nonexistent in today's sissy, scared intellectual culture. There's no reason to feel bad about your feelings or take it personally, but do be mindful of your feelings and take them as an indicator of what is going on within yourself. Transformation is not a subtle process that you sit and watch, it's something you do.

You can sit shivering in your boots until you toke, shut up your soul and recite self help mantras as the drug takes hold and "try to maintain" until you're dropped into hyperspace and treated like a gawking child...
Or you can be strong like you know darn well you can be, and stand up to what's facing you with courage and acceptance, and be an active participant in the experience with the ability to shape what happens and the wherewithall to interact with it as an equal.

Whichever you choose, good luck and Happy Travels.
Hg

It was like sheer Armageddon with a touch of urgent diarrhea.

when I read about people using plastic milk bottles in the preparation of their drugs,
a small part of me dies inside.

Daedaloops wrote;

”Funny that you mention salvia in the same post, for me salvia is like the ultimate substance that shows you how uncomfortable any clothing is. No matter how loose the clothing, when I smoke salvia, it without exception makes anything that's touching my body feel like SANDPAPER. Also it makes me sweat alot.

So my salvia sessions is just me in my undies. I stopped going all the way naked because of one traumatic experience where my penis merged with my chin, and I felt like a retarded mutant who was forced to live his life with his face next to his balls..."

Made me lol, I know that feeling with salvia.
Usually I merge with items of furniture I happen to be touching,
Not my penis..

restrictive clothing

It feels like I'm on a search for an answer to a question that I don't really want answered.

This is not something to get high.. This is to understand what is UN-understandable and always will be UN-understandable.

...Time is going so slow and its hard to even read the clock face. The numbers look egyptian to me.

At this point I'm tip toeing around the house trying not to wake the wife....

The times when I've realized that I am God have also been accompanied by the realization that such an idea spits in the face of all that I, as a finite being, have considered to be virtuous in the past. Thus is the irony of the situation. For example, to an all-encompassing God, all love is self-love in one form or another. We can't expect the psychology of a unitary consciousness to be the same as ours because simple concepts such as selflessness fall apart at that level of consciousness.

I admit, I have committed offenses against the spice, as well as hyperspace, to which it is the key.

be careful what you ask for though....most do not realize what a safe haven their false-self realities are! what is seen can never be unseen and if you are looking to see cool shit then go straight back to the safety of your old comfortable patterns....there may come a time when that won't be possible. a genuine, level III breakthrough is not something you 'come back' from. it is a part of you forever. it changes you. hear me well...IT CHANGES YOU.

words or phrases like "ultimate" or "only truth" seem to have very powerful effects on us. I understand why so many people want to find this, want to believe in it, and once they have something that might resemble this, will do almost anything to defend it. It frees us from doubt and uncertainty.

For me the "only truth" is that I don't know the truth, and I don't know why I should be looking for it. I experience the world as it is. I have had several profound experiences that have given me the feeling of knowing everything, of understanding how the universe works, of being in direct contact with God or a universal sentience. But I am not convinced that any of these experiences were ultimate in any way.

I don't have any solid belief system, more of an open acceptance of the amazing mystery we're currently engaged in.

Would anyone object to a GVG toting Ganesha?

science never proves anything;
you can never duplicate an event precisely at the same moment in time as the initial event.
science can only show correlation from the evidence and data derived from it.

Anything that does not resemble synchronization is a dissonant illusion cast by the prism of the partitioned self.

After two hours I unexpectedly blasted through the membrane and entered full blown hyperspace. Thoughts cascaded upon each other, blasted each other, fucked each other and then raped each other. Truths were revealed and then crumbed before my eyes as lies. Paradoxes of philosophy danced before me as layer after layer of bullshit piled up to infinity. Madness ensued.

Life after the spice is different, very different. So few people know of it or its power. I feel like I have glimpsed at the secret workings of the universe and I want to shout it for all to hear, but dare not least po po come calling.

Here's a rough example on how my salvia trip can start out:
"Hmm, things are getting weird, what is that thing over there, hmm, this is a bit too much, what should I do, I'm just gonna hold on tight, wait, hold on tight, what, hold on right, hold mold on right, hold + told / mold = tight * right? hold + old * old^wait * hmm = what = what = what = what = what..."
Which is followed by a very bizarre realm where the glitching thought train is transformed into a very intense action music and the local entities are singing and laughing at you with an insane and violent sense of humour.

Here's a rough example on how my dmt trip can start out:
"Hmm, things are getting weird, I can't feel my body, I feel like an alien, this is so familiar, just gonna close my eyes, oh my god what is that, that is so familiar, so beautiful, WHAT IS THAT, OH MY GOD THATS -- HOLY S-- NO!! REALLY?!? *%$& HOW COULD I FORGET!! @$£*#&*% OOOooOOOooooOOOO"
Which is followed by alot of extra-meaningful, jaw-on-the-floor moments, transcending abstractions, becoming universes, etc..

How is Kim Jong Il like the Judaho Christian God,,,,, thats pretty easy. Heres a few

Similarities.
-Both take measure or have the ablitity to know your private thoughts and discussions andf judge you for them.
-Both demand absolute loyalty and belief in their Deism. Any refuting this is grounds for torture and death.
-Both demand regular celebrations in their honor, again non compliance= death and or torture.
-Jesus, aka God and KJI both reported with no evidence to preform miracles.
-Both demonsrtate severe insecureites and require constant praise, worship, and total compliance.
Both Claime to love their flock but have a really twisted way of showing it.

I stop hitting the pipe when the fabric of the universe begins ripping apart.

To me, mushrooms have a huge sense of humor, that DMT lacks. Humor is far more important than it gets credit for