This is my first post, and seemed like the only place in existence that could possibly have anyone that might understand.

A few minutes ago, I took the plunge. I am so baffled by what just happened even though I can barely remember only fragments of it. I have read many trip reports and was very excited to take a journey in to hyperspace and see all the things and meet all the creatures.

I did not weigh out the dose of spice that I put in to a glass pipe, I just took two large hits. I think this was a mistake. A few seconds after holding and exhaling that second toke, I was being transported. I saw only a few seconds of the intense, alien language manifested as light and sound. But then I was obliterated. Smeared, deconstructed, tumbling, utterly confused. I was trying to remember what had happened but could not, then I saw myself and could not distinguish myself from my father or mother or anything else. I was dead and there was no time or space or anything at all. There was this idea that was somehow imparted in to my own knowledge that I was dead. I glimpsed the void and all I could feel was terror. I remember desperately seeking something of solace out of pure instinct, there was no higher function available. I do remember seeing many dimensions.

With all of these scary things being said, I am very glad it happened. It was literally the most terrifying thing that can happen to a person, and I am still okay. This is a classic case of the death of the ego, total dissociation. But in a way it was more than that, a glimpse in to what it is like to be formless. I am all but certain that I blasted my way completely past the light show of hyperspace and went to the formless, endless void. It was not cold or innately frightening, it was just the panic that the lizard brain goes through when it senses mortal peril. And the disorientation, that was what surprised me the most. A total lack of directionality.


As I first began to cross in to the void, I was trying to remember that it was all okay and wasn't going to last long at all, but then I lost access to that information and began to panic. I am pretty sure that's just the way it goes; you don't get to keep anything when you go that far.



.. after some unknown (but brief) time, I was laying on my back on my floor. I was staring at an object on my ceiling that revealed itself to be a light fixture, though it gave me the impression of an elephant head dividing in to itself over and over. It was beautiful.


After all of this, I still don't really know what just happened to me. I don't know what that was, or how it is possible. Anyone else been through anything like this? I'd be eager to get your thoughts/experiences.

you just got hyperslapt
But you seem to be okay so that's great, every now and then this happens, especially when I don't measure the dose.
For me it usually means i need a break for some weeks before i start again with low dossing and building up trust. also the days after i can feel quite fragile, and usually i start to remember more and more bits as i start to puzzle everything together.

take care

Yup, a classic "go and start again". Could the pre-breakthrough 'jim-jam' be some sort of pre-conditioning so that the breakthrough isnt such a shock? Every time I witness it I get a strong sense of language next time I am dertermined to remember a symbol even if its just the one..

Welcome to Hyperspace, young one.

My first journey was like this. I had waited years to perform an extraction because of my living situation, so when I had a bunch of sparkling snowglobes staring at me, you can bet I was eager to smoke them. I literally dumped the whole extraction into my pipe over a bed of cannabis, sat down and lit it up.

My first journey doesn't sound like it was as strong as yours (sounds like you had a full blown breakthrough), but let me tell you, it was still humbling. It scared me to the root of my being and showed me that I don't exist. I couldn't even move for a good 20-30 minutes after the journey, and when I got up from my seated position, I was still shaking violently and covered in sweat. I went through a three week period of complete sobriety after this moment (this is from someone who smoked pot every 2-3 hours before this experience, for reference) because I was still scared to death of any sort of intoxicating substance.

With time, you will integrate the experience. And you will want to go back.

Happy travels.

Gotta watch that dose son as I've said many times over it's better
To work in gradually in the beginning of exploring this.

That being said I think it's hard to imagine the supreme power of something
like this until you actually experience it yourself . It's the aftermath of experiences
like this that the work begins .

Welcome indeed! Incredible right? It's unexplainable.


From here out on, get yourself a scale and measure. But Ill give you some advice on top of that, and this is just an example it'll vary of course for smoking apparatus used and a lot of other things coming into play, but 15mg in one hit will feel a hell of a lot different than 20mg in two to three hits. So dont ever underestimate dosage or try to compare or say "its only a 5mg difference), because as soon as you think you know what it will present you with and if you say "ok Ive got this Ive got this", you better hold on tight

Thank you all for the replies, I am glad to find out I'm not alone in this. I think my first reply didn't post, dang. I will just have to write again. I do find it quite fitting that the New Member logo is a freshly sprouted seedling, that is exactly how I feel. My first antennae has finally unfurled from my third eye, quivering before the might of the raw informational field.

There is a milligram scale on the way to my house, and I'm going to take a few days to integrate this experience before trying again. I will certainly heed the advice of dosages, and different methods/techniques. What an incredible and humbling experience, the fact that a person can experience this begs many interesting questions indeed. I wonder why this door exists within us. Whether or not it was "real" is actually not relevant at all in my estimation, because this has completely redefined what "real" actually means. It seems to me that we are just plugged in to a certain frequency most of the time, but the reality we inhabit is by no means the full picture. There are wonders out there. Fantastic, appalling, ALIEN things.


I will never forget the magnitude of information that their language contained in one simple glance, when I was on my way up. My ego cowered before its sheer might and volume, and crawled due to its absurd weirdness.


What an exciting time to be alive! Toward unknowable things we hurtle!

In all seriousness, it is real. You experienced it. We experience it. Pretty much every one has the capability of experiencing it, and realizing it too is real. It's just as, if not more real, than day to day life.

Your experience was really how I wish I walked in to this world just jumping into the deep end, but I am too careful. With no prior psychedelic use, I did the low dose thing for some time where I could still open my eyes and be "here" and then close my eyes and delve back into this multidimensional beautiful infinite world. I had been taking these doses around 2-3 hits. Looking for a more immersive experience and feeling I was ready to move on, I decided to up my dosage ONLY a few mg and I said let me try to get this in one big hit.

Thats why I say dont ever think youve become familiar with what it will do, being caught off guard like that and having a night and day experience like I did messed me up for a good few months haha.

Welcome Brother ...you 'Crossed Over' into 'That Realm of Mystery'.
A little piece of advice now that you've 'popped your DMT cherry': Next time you 'Take The Plunge', prepare for it. The longer One prepares, the better. Be kind to People. Let yourself be and feel loved. Eat Healthy. Drink plenty of fluids [[ not too much soda or energy drinks ]] ~ What I'm saying is, you've just begun 'Unraveling Reality' for your SELF and so, Only YOU can influence what kind of Experiences you have next.
The Better your Life, the more fulfilling the 'Cross Over.
Go With It !
[[ These Beliefs are mine and not meant to be pushed onto anyone - Just My Insight, thats all - PEACE ! ]]

This is beautifully said. And yes. Yes.

anyway - it's all good (we know how it feels ) as long as you don't forget to breathe in your gross body....

welcome aboard! I love how you said "dividing into itself" great way to describe that level.

here is my fist post i think to go thru that is really important...i know it continues to be for me.
https://www.dmt-nexus.me...px?g=posts&m=287944

That dark void that is past hyperspace... Nothingness yet it feels like a powerful place. That is where i sat in gods chair.

Rad recount!

You didn't just go to Hyperspace.. you took the speed train roller coaster there!

Admittedly, I laughed when I read you took two hits... reminiscing to my first time, I couldn't imagine taking two.. and I got really far out into the Aether. Nonetheless, it can be quite intimidating and from my personal experience, plenty have been overwhelmed with a sense of "confusion". I would humbly suggest, as others above already have, in obtaining a scale, otherwise, IMHO I think you did fine!

That is the loneliest most terrifyingly depressing thing that i have experienced on several occasions...no wonder IT wants to get lost in all the possible forms of expression and experiences so it can forget that it is this what we call nothingness...Void. Words will never do it justice only being brave/crazy/ignorant enough to venture into it will suffice for individual to completely restructure his ideas, beliefs of what ˝God˝ really is and how it feels like and what life is all about. Out of infinite love for it self it has given it self a gift of LIFE and countless story's to live out.
Child playing his favorite game.

StormsEnd. Welcome to the never ending story.

I haven't been back in to hyperspace since that journey. Truth be told, I'm so nervous about the ways things went that I haven't been able to summon the guts to risk once again be obliterated by the transdimensional Eye of Mordor. Instead, I have opted to create some Changa for a more manageable experience, which is almost ready to use. I think I will still blast off with pure spice from time to time, but I'd like to have a few more experiences under my belt first.

I can hardly recall anything about that first journey. I do know that there is something so strange out there that it redefines what it means to exist at all. The very first thing I found out on that trip was how trivial a thing Death really is, it is only a door if you are a human that must traverse the dimension of time in a linear fashion. I was both alive and dead, and existed as my parents and everyone who came before and after me. There was no distinction in that state. Death is the great Event Horizon for us monkeys and always will be the final frontier no matter how far our three dimensional technology takes us. The Spirit Molecule gives us a glimpse in to what it is like to exist in a context past this door, and blessed us with the privledge to commune with the entities that make their home in the great beyond.

I will close with one of the best quotes from any movie (The Order): "Did you gaze in to the Abyss, Alex? There are wonders..."

That's beautiful

How odd it is that we aspire for greatness, and yet are that very thing. From the vagabond to the Caesar. How dull it would be to be the abyss, and have nothing to look back at.

Seems like you have all the gear necessary to continue, and peel back the fabric of Maya.

Onwards.