Hello!
I am here to get some support from other people who know and understand the power of DMT. My boyfriend has been arrested and charged with manufacturing of DMT. We were trying to explain why he was doing this, but the police and our college viewed us as insane. Obviously, it is very difficult to explain how DMT works. Most people are not open to the idea of exploring new dimensions and realities. The reason that I am posting on here is because I need help from the DMT community that understands. My boyfriend was given the opportunity to either go to rehab for a year or go to court to have a sentence ranging from 8-20 years in prison. He has had a rough life and I would like for you to take the time to read his story. I am aware that it is probably not a good idea to promote a different website on here, but I just want people who understand DMT to at least read his story. Anything beyond that entirely up to you. Thank you in advance, and enjoy the power of DMT. I know I did. ~
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Joseph's story is long, but it is worth reading.
I know that some people will look at his case and simply see a young man who is a mess and deserves what punishment he might have coming to him. But as a mother, who knows the whole story, I insist you read his story and then find compassion in your heart to help him if you are able.
I would like to start by introducing you to my wonderful son, Joseph Manis:
I was 20 years old when Joey was born to me on March 15, 1991. I was a single mother with a mess of a life. At that time, I had a 9th grade education and no real work experience. He was born with Spina Bifida which resulted with him being born with a hole in his back. I chose to drink heavily and smoke pot during the first trimester of my pregnancy which I believe caused this problem.
At 3 days of age, Joseph had to have major back surgery to correct the damage done. We were told that he would most likely never walk and would be mentally slower than those of his age. We watched him come out of the operating room kicking his little feet and rejoiced.
At age 5, the neurosurgeon declared he was perfectly normal and had no brain damage of any kind. Joseph was superior in intelligence to his piers. But, he was left with more than a scar. Joseph suffered severe pain for years, needing another surgery at the age of 8 and his pain continues to this day.
To say that Joseph changed my life, would be the understatement of a lifetime. He did not just change my life, he turned it right side up and left a forever mark that has pushed me to try to do better.
Joseph's life was tumultuous to say the least; I was untreated with anxiety disorder, panic disorder and Post traumatic stress disorder. Joseph first met his biological father through a prison glass when he was 8 months old. Shortly after he was released from jail, he and I were married when Joseph was just 2 years old. There were many times when Joseph would cry behind his bedroom door as he heard me being beaten and choked. More often than not, it was because I was protecting Joseph. I can only imagine the depth of guilt he would have carried at such a tender age.
It took me a long time to leave that marriage, but when Joseph was 8 years old, I did leave and with my leaving, his dad checked out of his life forever. Joseph once told me that he almost wished I would have stayed, just so he could have had a dad at all.
My next marriage occurred when Joseph was 12 years old. The man was addicted to crack cocaine and was an alcoholic. Joseph painfully watched many fist fights occur as I tried to take the drugs from that man in order to get it out of my home.
The only man that Joseph valued as a father was my dad. My dad was an amazing man who named Joseph and took him under wing as if he were his own son. Joseph emulated him and wanted to be him. My dad was a preacher with the most outstanding values that I have ever seen in another human being. At the tender age of 14, Joseph watched his grandfather fight and lose his battle with cancer.
A few days before my father's passing, I had a new baby and was going through another crazy divorce. Once again, we lost our home and yet again, we were on our way across country. Joseph had really never known any stability except my dad in all of his 14 years.
When we moved to Kentucky, I finally thought I would be able to provide him with a good life. But, the dream turned into a nightmare as my new husband and his mother began to degrade and belittle Joseph daily. He could do nothing right and when I tried to fight on his behalf, I was slapped or threatened. Instead of having a mother who defended him, I had a nervous breakdown and couldnt even defend myself.
After his graduation, there was a big fight in our home. My husband threatened to break Joseph's back for making the wrong phone call. I don't really know why I handled it the way I did, I suppose I didn't know what else to do. I called a friend and asked her to come get Joseph and his things. My intention was to protect Joseph, but his perception was that I was throwing him out.
He started college after this and I was incredibly proud. This child could get straight A's without cracking a book. He is beyond brilliant, he is amazing. In all of his 18 years, he had never spoken a word in anger, he had never disrespected me, he had not done any drugs, drank, went out partying or wavered in the slightest from the straight and narrow path. He had a heart of gold and would do anything for anyone, expecting nothing in return.
But, I watched as all the bad of his life that he had bottled and attempted to forget began to come to a head. He began doing things outside of his basic character. He was lost and I could not help him.
Slowly but surely, things came to a boil, as more emotionally painful things happened in his life. Now we are where we are at: A young man, who has been everyone's virtual dumping site for nearly 22 years, has hit bottom after a short 3 year run.
Joseph attempted to make a drug called DMT, it is made from natural root bark and it is a type of psychedelic, kind of like the Native American herb used to bring about visions. He wanted to use this drug in order to try to work through some of the issues of his life.
Joseph is carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, he has for a very long time. He is checking himself into a one year program called Life Challenge this week. He hopes that it will help him to make better life choices from here on out.
My son has been in an emotional prison his entire life, I do not believe that a physical one would be the appropriate response to what he has done. His actions in the past few years are reactions to a desire to escape a prison he was already in.
He is facing a prison sentence of 8-20 years for one mistake.
My son, my beautiful sweet son, is going to go on to do great things. He is going to overcome this, he is going to go on to help others. He is going to stand without burdens on his back!
My sweet son deserves an opportunity to shine as the person he truly is. He deserves to have people understand that behind a bad circumstance, resides a lifetime story and a reason. When he cried for help behind his door as a little boy, no one heard his cry. When he cried for help when his best friend was dying, no one heard his cry. When he cried for help as people ridiculed and abused him, no one heard his cry. He is crying again for help.
Written in love by his Mother
Sharon Buell
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Joseph is going to change his ways and fix his problems. He has a gentle soul, and would never hurt a fly. What he has done has only been to himself, with no intention to hurt himself or others. He has been searching for a way to cope with his problems, and rehabilitation will teach how to do so without the aid of drugs. If he completes the one year program, he will most likely be able to go back to college to finish his degree in Psychology. This experience will change his life forever. I know he will go above and beyond his duties there. I know he will succeed in life, and this will only help him to do better. I believe in him, and I know he has the potential to make a difference.
With love,
HH