of course I've seen all kind of weird things while hallucinating on dmt. that goes without saying.

but the weirdest thing thats actually happened to me while on dmt, like physically happened...

it was 5-meo, not n.n, but at the peak of my trip the ceiling right in front of me melted and caved in. literally melted.

my roommate was growing marijuana plants in the attic and one of his water lines had come disconnected and seeped into our ceiling, causing it to sag and give way right at the exact moment i'm peaking on my 15 minute trip

also right at that exact moment two cats started fighting outside of my window. if you've ever heard cats fight, its a scary sound.

needless to say i was extremely rattled. it was just too much to all happen at once.

^ wow

the weirdest things happen on psychedelics

Well.... I guess I have to chose an experience. There is one that comes to mind spontaneously, I can't really say that it was the weirdest, but sure was one of them. I had smoked a lot of DMT that week, it was that time of the year. I laid down on the bed with 25 mg loaded and lighted up the GVG. I guess I subconsciously was expecting a 'typical' DMT trip, whatever that is, I guess with elf like beings, fractals, impossible shapes and so on. Instead what happened was that the whole room started to move in waves. The whole 3d space turned into a big wave, it was like I was in the ocean.

There wasn't a lot of visuals except the waves' shape, I saw its white energy. The weird thing was the feeling. I was floating along this wave and I uttered again and again my DMT mantra 'WTF'. This feeling was unlike all previous DMT feelings or body sensations I have had, it was extremely pleasant. DMT keeps reminding me again and again that it can and also does whatever the hell it wants

edit: I just thought of like 5 more experiences that rival this one, I might have to get back to this thread.

I was going for what I thought would be a smooth transition to hyperspace by vaping repeated 10mg doses. I had already vaped one dose and wasn't feeling much so I dipped my machine's scrubber into the next pre-measured dose, when I looked down to melt the spice onto the scrubber it had mysteriously disappeared. I thought it had fallen off so I looked around on the ground but it was not there, I figured it was lost in the carpet so I dipped the scrubber in the next pile....it too disappeared, but upon closer inspection I had seen that it had somehow already melted into the scrubber.

I felt as if the spice was acting as a psychic intermediate between reality and my thoughts/intentions and melting the DMT for me. Needless to say I took a huge hit and held it in. I expected something crazy to happen but then, nothing. I felt 100% sober beside the feeling that I was someone else in my body, and somehow I knew that I was not ME. I feel like I was somewhere between here and there and had taken the exact amount needed to be teetering on the edge of breakthrough.

I had no visuals and everything seemed empty, including sounds. I started to get pretty creeped out so I tried to relax and closed my eyes only to be fully immersed in geometric patterns, go figure.

Becoming a black man, a parapalegic in his wheel chair in photo realism on the front porch in the ghetto's of New Orleans drinking 40's with my homies and my inner thoughts were in his voice, a rasta's.

Super weird and I was convinced I wasn't coming back to my body and mind.

Weirdest DMT experience I have had was with 40mg.

Had done many upon many lower doses.

Had some idea of what to expect. LOL. That is sarcasm, folks.

Expectations exponentially defeated.

To shorten a long, terrifying yet absolutely mindblowing experience:

3 seven foot tall, black polished entities played a puzzle game with
me. First one of them laid a hand on me and said calm down. It is OK. Sound familiar?
I was past the point of thinking I was dead, for real, the puzzle game was to turn off my inner voice.
For some reason I could not hear my voice but it was like if you have ever
attempted to scream in sleep paralysis and no voice comes out. My voice was
subdued but I thought it was there and they were playing a game with it. To
make it stop whilst they danced around.

Then they taught me to chant Tuvan style. It felt like I was their pet frog.

I was sent back the way I had come as pure light. And Earth was formed out
of molecules in the void. Someone blew on my forehead and I fell all the way
back to Earth, observed the silver cord. Whilst I plummeted, it was like
I was insane in a closet and my father tried to pull me out
into his house in South Carolina. At that point, of coming back
it felt like it was absolutely possible even though I live very far away
and at the time he was on vacation in Angkor Wat.

For real.

I would have to say meeting entities that I can only describe as being "made of calculus."

Wow, what do you derive from meeting an entity like that. Talking about integrating your experience!

I apologize, my propensity for puns knows no limits!

I believe I completely understand what you are saying. I had a similar thought process on my last 1/8 of mushrooms many months ago. The universe really is just 1 giant mathematical calculation.

the absolute weirdest things I have experienced on dmt defy all explanation. But some of the weirdest things I have experienced on dmt that I can explain include being in more than one place at the same time. Or rather, a sense that there was no time and I was just everywhere at once, or at least everywhere in the immediate room. I experienced the clock from its perspective, the room watching me from its perspective. I had no idea if I was alive or dead. This was at the height of an intense smoked trip.

Yes, there was a very unusual sense that the innanimate universe itself has some sort of impersonal consciousness, and it watches everything we do from a detached, uninterested, yet forever amused perspective.

Another time I smoked dmt when I was feeling very upset. When the smoke took effect, God appeared in front of me and since I was angry, I proceeded to attempt to stab God in the heart and kill it with a transcendental knife I envisioned. God was amused, not upset at my attempt. I guess that's not too weird, but it was a particularly intense trip for me.

This is a combined recounting of two experiences that were shared at the same time.

My friend got stuck in a loop and started to freak out. It was his first major breakthrough experience. Although he participated with me over a dozen times, this time he went deeper than he had ever gone before. He yelled and I immediately opened my eyes from my deep journey and focused on grounding him physically and emotionally. He kept yelling "save me" over and over. I got up from my chair, walked up to him and realized he could not see me. His reality was completely blown apart and his ego was being picked apart and reassembled. That all familiar fear and the thought of "I'm stuck here, not coming back were present in his eyes.

As I looked at him, I was completely aware of what I was doing and what was happening, yet I was still mid trip. His face evolved from one form to another yet each time I saw the change, it ceased to be my friend, but I still recognized his essence and at times his new faces. He grew increasingly worried and asked for my help. At that moment, I asked him hold me close, so that he could feel my heart beat, help him ground him. At that moment, that's when we both recalled that we "phased" through each other, losing bodily cohesiveness. It was a seemingly in-between state.

At that moment, that's when reality started to show it's true colors. There were flashes of moments where we each took different forms of different eras. We sat at the table. There were twice as many objects in the room than there should have been. Two bottles of juice existed where only 1 should exist. Conversations as old men happened in clouds of smoke. The true nature of reality was evident to him now and it was too much for him to handle.

He slowly came out of his profound experience and was happy and appreciative of not only being back, but where he was taken. My visuals had already stopped and when we recounted our events, it seems as though the experience was very much as "shared" experience as well as a personally unique one as well. I existed in at least two different experiences at the same moment and so did he. At times each of those experiences overlapped and this is when the shared experiences were manifested.

I remained calmed and collected throughout the entire experience even though I had dosed high and was mid hyperspace. Opening my eyes to someone who seemed to be having a challenging experience was never a second thought. My first response was complete understanding of what was being experienced and how to help guide it to a more beneficial place. Even though my open-eye hallucinations were intense, I never faltered from kindness and guidance.

NOTE: We had set up precautions and monitoring with no participation unless danger presented itself. In terms of safety, you should always have someone (sober in every way) you trust nearby to make sure that if your trip ever goes south, you always have someone to help you. Even the most experienced entheonauts may find themselves in a new place that might illogically freak them out.

Ha ha.

My love of math puns is very much unbounded, as is yours, apparently.
I have heard that they are a sine of madness, however, so be careful.

If I've told you n times, I've told you n+1 times....Take time to integer 8

weirdest and most frightening experience of my DMT history? Being pulled backwards in to the sofa and out of this universe before being none to gently pushed back into another universe that looked exactly the same as this one. I mean everything was the same including my sitter, it was as though i had taken nothing. I knew that this was not my universe and i did not belong here and everything felt wrong, very wrong. This has been the most frightening experience of my life. I have had a heart attack and nearly died so i know scary

Kerberos

On a different tangent but positive note, i am sure there is a common denominator between the people posting math comments or is it just a product of being a prime member?

I don't have the language to describe many of the weirdest things that have happened to me. it just doesn't download into our convenient and simplified mental monkey box categorization system.

not the wierdest, but one very odd experience that i can describe happened one night while i was smoking changa on top of a nice amount of caapi tea in meditation. As the third trip came on, I was hit with an insanely heavy body load, i've had it before but this was different. It was like i'd been plopped onto a planet with 100x as much gravity. Funny how it wasn't there the first two time i'd smoked

Anyways, there was some fear with this, and insecurity as the trip came on. It wasn't painful, just HEAVY. The weight in me rose although it was not like my other 'kundalini' experiences. The heavy load eventually was entirely contained and concentrated in the space just behind my eyes, and i couldn't help but let them flicker uncontrollably as if they were about to explode from the pressure. Like the needle on a pressure gauge going nuts just before it explodes.

Then i saw a familiar being slide into the visual mindspace i inhabited, and reach a hand into my head at the center of the pressure. I could feel its hand enter me and then literally pull the entire weight out of the front of my forehead. The weight was replaced with a euphoric warm glow with a gentle pressure in the spot it had left. It felt incredible and healing, like a blockage was released. Now when i meditate, especially on psychedelics - or smoke a lot of weed- if i focus on that area, that familiar warm pressure is there. It was soon after this experience that i started entering ayahuasca type states in meditation.

On one of my very first sessions with DMT, I was a mere novice and hadn't really had any powerful experiences yet. I sat on my bed and vaped an amount of spice, I can't remember how much but it was probably too much.

It was my first one hit wonder and I pretty much vaped the full amount in one go. I fell back into the bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow I immediately found myself in the bathroom. It didn't feel like I was tripping, everything felt pretty normal, however as I looked around the bathroom I found that someone else's stuff was there in place of my own. The toilet roll caught my eye, it was fanciest toilet roll I had ever seen, it had kind of like the texture of a flower petal.

As the experience ended the bathroom collapsed away to reveal a stream of data and then I found myself back on my bed.

Probably my weirdest experience was the first time my wife tried dmt.

I loaded her a 20mg amount in the vaporizer and then she took a long slow hit, but stopped before getting it all and then laid back. A few minutes later she opened her eyes and said she didn't feel much...just a little off feeling

So I loaded up 25 mgs more and took my hit....only I took mine and hers as well and got it all in one solid hit. As I laid back I immediately went into a 2D white box and was trapped. Time stopped. It literally felt like years passes in this white state with no dimension. Eventually I gained some control back of my body...or awareness of my body and I sat up gasping for air in bed. (though my wife confirmed I had been breathing perfectly normal before). This was about 7 minutes into it. When I opened my eyes the room that unfolded in front of my was truly amazing. We did this in a perfectly dark room. We literally went out of our way to close out light leaks. When I came back I could see every object in the room in detail....then I noticed the entire room was being lit by an orange glow emanating from my wife's heart. Then I noticed her body and she was lit up by a white hot/orange 3d graphic like grid lines (wire mesh) that formed her skin. I couldn't BELIEVE how hard I was tripping at this point...though I was VERY VERY grateful to be BACK home. I then laid back and went into a trance mood for another 20 minutes with full on dmt visuals. Longest trip I ever had from a single hit of DMT. I estimate I took 35-40mgs in one hit. I have only done pure DMT a few times since. Don't really care for it so much.

I love this thread

My single weirdest experience had to have been my first one. I was still in high school, so blasting off at home or at school was out of the question. Living in the suburbs, there really weren't a whole lot of places to vape DMT (imagine that!)

So, we were pretty much limited to our cars. I loaded up the oil burner with half of a ~80 mg capsule of decent quality spice, literally shaking with anticipation (and mostly anxiety). As it comes on, my friend is talking to me and I hear the carrier wave distorting his voice into this glitchy, mechanical hum and feel my perspective physically rotate down 90 degrees and shoot out of my body. I zoomed out of the car at warp speed and saw a bird's eye view of where the car was parked.

But the weirdest part was a little detail I somehow remembered from the experience. I saw a huge fire burning maybe a half mile from our location at some point before I entered hyperspace. After we had both come down we just kind of sat there in awe for a while, and then tried to go about talking about the experience. We decide that it would be a perfect time to roast a bowl before we had to turn in for the night (it was about 5 pm sunday night, and we both had to be home for family dinner).

We are cruising along the road for like 5-10 minutes, when low and behold we drive right past this row of townhouses that had caught fire on one side! The freakiest part is that it looked like the fire had started not too long prior. I told my friend and of course he didn't believe me.

I had never really bought into astral projection/OOBE's being real, accurate experiences. That experience was a game changer.

The first time I smoked DMT which was a hefty 80mg weed sandwiched dry bongpack. I didn't even remember letting out the first and only hit and I was catapulted to a Godhead trip. All that was, is, and will be. Undulating in pure majesty.

I felt like I returned home and thought of how this was what I always was and always will be. My whole life seemed like a diversion just so I could have a wild homecoming to my true omniself. It truly felt like my whole life had just been a strange vacation from my true intensity and all encompassing existence. I left just for the joy of coming back.

I remember having a cosmic laugh at the idea that I was identified with and thought my whole existence was comprised of the limited life of this strange ape creature that's activities were comprised mostly of eating, pooping, making mouth noises, and fornicating. It all seemed so ludicrous that I could have hid from the omniself in that strange and limited life.

I accepted the absurdity of it and basked in eternity and infinity for eons.

Then I came back.