I have yet to have a "breakthrough" experience with DMT. I have not explored the spirit realm to any appreciable extent thus far. I have dabbled. I peered through the cracked door at the other side. Until a few nights ago, I had not seen much to interest me. Nothing had made any of my sub-breakthrough experiences worth remembering. That changed a few nights ago...
Until today, I have not had a good, crystalline yield of DMT from any extraction. So the DMT product I used was a yellow goo I got from a STB tek on 100g ACRB. I have had it sat aside for a little while now, planning on gell-capping it to use for pharma. I have had a little "taste" of it upon the completion of the extraction but nothing more really. I was home with a friend and kind of in a weird, dark place emotionally. I decided to try once again to breakthrough using a red-brown wax I have yielded from a A/B tek. I loaded my device, ripped it, and waited. Expecting (mistake). To my disappointment, no breakthrough. This wax smokes very harsh and I do not enjoy it so redosing was not on my list of things to do. Then I remembered I have this yellow goo...
I loaded my smoking apparatus with an unmeasured amount of yellow goo and began to inhale the smoke that it produced. I took 1 hit, 2 hits, 3 hits, went back for a 4th and something told me not to. I began to hear a ringing in my hears that almost drowned out reality entirely. I move from my chair, to my couch and laid down. I covered my face with a pillow and closed my eyes. I began to lose feeling in my body and everything seemed distant. As this was happening, I began to see a soft blue light very far away. I could not see anything but darkness and this very distant blue light. As I stared at this light, noticed that it was not stationary but moving towards me as I moved towards it. The distance betwixt us was so great that I knew that reaching the light would be impossible. I can remember hearing nothing, although my friend said he tried to communicate with me a few times. As I began to feel myself leaving this space and returning to our world, I had gotten just close enough to the light to realize that it was no light at all, but that it was a magnificent blue dragon. I couldn't exactly
see a dragon, I just
knew it was a dragon.
I felt as if this dragon were trying to reach me to take me somewhere. I could tell from the first second I noticed the light and I were drawing nearer to one another that this light was moving at a much higher rate of speed than I was. At the end of this experience, on my way back in to our reality, I just felt that this dragon was coming to take me somewhere. This dragon was coming to take me somewhere I could never hope to reach myself.
As I come back to this world, the dragon fades and closing my eyes reveals nothing but the back of my eyelids. I removed the pillow from my face and sat up. I still had a numbness throughout my entire body and sense of detachment from this world. I had trouble communicating. Talking just felt hard to do. Then finally, I was back entirely with no altered sense of anything. Just normal. I felt like I had my face buried in that pillow for at least 15 minutes. My friend then informed me that I had only had the pillow on my face for maybe 2 minutes. So really the entire episode only lasted maybe 6 or 7 minutes.
βAnarchism is not a romantic fable but the hardheaded realization, based on five thousand years of experience, that we cannot entrust the management of our lives to kings, priests, politicians, generals, and county commissioners."
The glass is not half full or half empty. The glass is just too big.