He had plenty of experiences. But this one was entirely different from the usual. Caught him completely off guard and just freaked him out. If he ever decides to do such a high dose again, he feels he will be able to handle it better.

Ahhh, the looping-type experience.

With experience such as those, it's best to just try to breath and ride it out. THose happen, but not all that often. The one time I was in my back garage with my buddy, door closed. I remember taking the first drag, 15 seconds..exhale, second drag, 15 seconds...exhale....and then it came., intense yet manageable. Laying back with my eyes closed I stupidly motioned for my buddy to stick the pipe up to my lips and light it. I remember laying back, being completely immersed in hyperspace, then proceeding at taking the additional drag. I felt EVERY molecule of the smoke enter my mouth and lungs. The experience shifted course 1000%. Intensity heightended a million fold, all while in a perpetual loop and destruction/regeneration. This theme played out for the remainder of the experience. I remember staring at the garage door and it began to roll up, then roll down. AS it would roll up it would destruct, then as it rolled back down it would reassemble. Constant loop. I looked over at my buddy and he would fractal out into the room, then fractal back into himself.

I remember thinking "Holy sh!% abort abort, no! no!" But then I knew that I what I had to do.....I had to give in to all this madness. I remember sitting up in my chair and folding my hands together in a praying-style gesture, against my body, all the while focusing on breathing. After I had done this, within seconds of doing so, i remember how beautiful hyperspace became. Blues, whites, golds, yellows. I looked down at my hands and hyperspace was flowing out from my hands into the room and back into my mouth. Symbols just pouring from my hands. Light filled symbols. I started crying from how beautiful it was. After a bit it started to die down and recede like the tide.The last thing I remembered hearing was "you passed". A telepathic sort of message. WAs that looping intensity there to deter my inquisitiveness?

I wrote this because hopefully you can take something from it and apply it to yourself or your experience/s next time something like this arises...if it does. These experiences seem to be few and far between, but when they do happen, they sure are frightening. All the best to you and your journeys. Love n' light ~

Tat Tvam Asi

Interesting post. The 'loop' feeling I had recently drinking mimosa tea with a strong rue dose was intense! Time broke and I experienced what felt like lifetimes outside of time. The veil between 'me' and all memories of others melted and I was all one. My mind could hardly handle all the voices in my head. All the pain/worry/fear from everyone I had ever manifested in my experience. It all was very holographic in nature. I was god of my universe. Everything that was me included every person who I ever manifested into my own reality and when that veil between 'I' and 'them' melted, I felt it all like a never-ending wave of experience. I really didn't think my brain would keep from exploding.

That experience was endless.... in human time it was 8-10 hours... I'm working on making notes from all the segments of this loooooooong trip for a full trip report, but a few highlights:

I was an insect in a hive mind, I learned to see through octet fractal eyes.

I was a cat and learned to purr for the first time. The rumble was the deepest request of acceptance I had ever felt.

The vines and plants had me. The grass outside my window was an infinite matrix of rebirth/destruction.

The vines and roots grew through every part of body. It broke me down, every bit of me.

I forgot how to interact with a body. Many times I became frozen in time, body wise. I would move an arm out in front and forget that it was mine. It would float there in space as just another object in the world which had no connection to me. Several times I'm pretty sure my body was stuck without movement for hours at a time.

When experiencing something intensely funny or intensely sad my face would assume the correct expression but I would quickly forget about having a face and then long periods later remember why my face was still in that position.... when I recalled I had a face.

I have never smoked DMT... but I look forward to it mainly because the comedown of my last trip was soooooooo long I felt I had lived lifetimes outside of myself and for so long felt I would never fully make it back. Toward the 5-6hour mark my frustration was so high I HAD to throw away several other doses of rue and mimosa I had brewed (I had done a 4+ serving batch). At that time I knew I would never do it again.. IF I ever even could get back to a human existence.

Odd how I can objectively look at that frustration now without the same charge to it and wish I could have not gotten frustrated and stayed in the learning embrace of it as long as it lasted.

After I thought I was back... I went outside to breath and recoup. The plants in my yard... I've never seen them glow as they glowed that night. Any plant life looked neon in a dark moonless night. Almost like infrared vision overlaid over normal vision. It was breathtakingly beautiful. A possum walked by a couple feet away from me. All I could think was 'I see you'... and it stopped for a minute looked at me as if to say 'thank you' and carried on.

Here is the full trip report.

SWIM named this particular breakthrough "The Big Bang." This is the most intense and last trip SWIM has ever experienced.
He prepared twice the freebase he usually does inside an aluminum foil pocket and used a toothpick to hold it. The dosage is unknown, but he just wanted to take in as much as possible since he planned this to be his last trip for quite a while.

First hit: The trip started building instantly. The paint on the wall and ceiling looked like water droplets moving on a windshield, textures started to shift and change colors.

second hit: He was caught off guard when the smoke he exhaled was green, not white. Human entities started appearing in the corner of the room and teleported around him. As this was happening the color change, texture shifts, and space started shifting intensly.

Third hit: He was able to get half a hit. Blacked out half way through. He was transported to a place with no light, no thought, no emotion, no existance. It was like the switch was off.

Then came the first thought followed by an explosion of light, sound, and fear for wtf is going on. The visuals were intense but not complex. each frame had a pattern of green, blue, white, red and yellow light that kept changing in a loop at 10 frames per second. The gravity was intense, like he was being thrown around in different directions at light speed in a different direction for each frame of light. He felt as if he learned something that no conscious being should ever know, and in turn broke the space time continuum and turned all of existence into this infinite loop of terror. The sound was a loud deep "Wub Wub Wub" in sync with each frame of light. Though this world was terrifying, it seemed familiar.

As quickly as he arrived to that world is as quick as he came back to his body with no memory of the event. He stumbled his way towards his bed to ride the comedown. Everything look as if it was made out of wet paint, and was melting and shifting. There was also a noticeable green aura surrounding everything in the room. There were no spirits at this point, just complex geometric patterns when he closed his eyes which slowly faded away.

It was only near the end of the overall trip when he remembered the world he visited. It felt like he experienced the birth of existence. Thus why he named this trip "The Big Bang."