Exhale.
Ah! I see... ordinary human consciousness is the illusion of simplicity, in a universe which is actually staggeringly complex. DMT is like a pick with which we can crack open and peer underneath the deceptively simple surface of reality. A drug powerful enough to knock down the facade of straight edges and square corners, and reveal the hidden truth of endless wiggles. Kind of like dissecting a frog. A frog seems simple on the outside - it has eyes, and legs, and ribbits. That's pretty much it, right? Not when you slit open its belly and out spills an incredible mess of incomprehensible organic machinery.
The next bit is my favorite.
I forget who, what, and where I am, and I'm utterly lost and absorbed inside a vision, not unlike a dream. Nothing exists anymore but some creature of yore - a bird, maybe? Millions of years ago, the ancient ancestor of an animal that lives today.
I had long understood the basic principles of evolution via genetic mutation and natural selection. But in many cases, it is difficult to conceive of the details of certain evolutionary processes. How did birds evolve to communicate via bird calls? It's unimaginable that the feature could appear through a series of small steps. The bird call only works to the advantage of the bird because a number of distinct traits work in concert - the mechanism which creates the vocalization, and then the ability to interpret the sound on behalf of the receiving bird. If only one of these traits appears without the other, it will be lost in the endless shuffle of natural selection. But, that this entire system could appear at once is inconceivably unlikely!
Well, in this vision I saw what seemed to be a perfect illustration of the evolution of the bird call. Or maybe it was a wolf howl. You know, something like that. I wish I could remember more specific details, but I saw how it appeared in its infantile form, and then generation after generation, grew gradually more and more sophisticated, until it became the impressive system of communication that exists in birds (or wolves?) today.
I "snapped" out of it with a jolting, electrical shocking sensation. After which I marveled at the vision as it began to slowly slip from memory.