What were some of the revelations that you personally experienced on DMT?

Besides the fact that the totality of the experience itself is quite astonishing and shocking obviously, what little insights did you have, either about yourself, the experience, or beyond?

Within the handful of experiences I had there were, aside from the brilliant and spectacular visuals, direct and instantaneous revelations that came to me. They weren't reasoned out or consequence of logical process, nor from prior reading. They were direct intuitive realizations that were complete unto themselves and quite shocking.

1) People are robots. - When I opened my eyes on one occasion and looked at a friend it was as if he were a puppet, hollow, empty. Not visually so, but intuitively felt. It suddenly dawned on me that everyone is a stranger to themselves, and that what motivates and moves people is not really 'them'.

2) I am not the body - Another time I opened my eyes I looked down at my body and it was completely foreign to me. It only happened on one occasion, but it was shocking. The body seemed like a suit, something external to 'me'. I really can not put into words how it was other than my identification with the body had completely vanished. I've felt a lot of things on psychedelics before with regards to the body, but this was profoundly different.

3) I am not the mind - Can't remember the exact point or particular episode I had this one, but it became clear to me I was watching the contents of my mind. Something shifted, I recognized the visions were pouring out of my mind (loose metaphor) and that if I was watching my mind I could not be the mind.

4) Entities are real - I had kind of semi-figured this one from early childhood dreams and sleep states, but was never definitively sure. There were two instances in my experiences where I knew without doubt what was interacting with me was external to myself.

5) Breath In, Breath Out - Underneath the experience it felt like every breath my body was taking, on its own accord, was a reflection of some universal process. The visual aspect was responsive to the breath, connected to my mental contents, and my real-time emotional state all at once. Which followed into the next realization,

6) It's all projection and you are the projector - By all, I mean DMT visions, the physical world, the body, what I think of as myself. It's a sort of mirage, some kind of self-reflecting and refracting kaleidoscope that pours out of some infinitely small point or singularity. None of us are actually real or here. It was not a sense of unity. There was a moment of terror, it felt like something was behind 'me' and that if I turned around I would be gone. It was brief.


In relation to point 6, it was a few years later I came across the literature of non-dualism, R. Maharshi, Nisargadatta and others. When I read their works it rang so true. Maharshi's cinema screen analogy in particular. It was then for the first time I became convinced enlightenment is not a fantastical self-deception and that these people are sincere in their conviction.

My list could be much longer than the one below for sure. Here is a start at least.

-It gave me a deep and genuine gratitude for this experience called life!!
-I co-create the world around me, my experiences, with my thoughts
-I made a choice to come and be here with all of life as a unique me
-I am more than flesh and bone
-It showed me empathy in the most profound way
-It showed me that all suffering comes to an end
-Everything is temporary
-It showed me nothingness, blackness and utter silence
-It showed me how to laugh again!!
-It is still showing me how to be me with no apologies
-It told me to be gentle in this world with all sentient beings
-It showed me the earth is alive and conscious as is all of the universe
-The universe exists within me and I within the universe
-It showed me how to be humble
-It showed me love beyond anything I had ever experienced before!!

DMT has shown me the inter activity between hyperspace and our ‘real world’. Look around and you’ll see what I mean. For example, the beautiful ancient temples that were built in old India, the upswing of witches in the Middle Ages, religion, etc.

Everything that we consider culture today, has found it’s origin in tripping on psycho active substances. That does not take away the fact that it is incredible what the ancients achieved with architecture, mythology etc. But the idea of creating this all was given to them. It seems as if they wanted to mirror their trip experiences into physical reality on Earth. Well, that’s the way I see it.

Further DMT showed me that our ‘real world’ in an illusion at the same time. The universe is much more then we can imagine.

Last but not least, DMT learned me how to deal with fear, uncertainty, getting out of my comfort zone, in general, it made me feel happier then I was before.

I'm of the mind that revelations of this nature are often, not always but often, very personal and therefore difficult if not impossible to share with others. DMT serves as a gateway to the self, which is the other. A catalyst to deeper introspection and mindfulness by helping to crack open the eggshell ways of our learned blindnesses and the impotent thought patterns not everybody is always able to get a handle on and rip apart otherwise. The shackles of the mind are loosened and the creature in the electric chair begins to tear free. It's aliiive!


DMT made me feel fragile and frightened in a way nothing else ever has. I've never been traumatized in that way, never been bullied or made to feel completely helpless and insecure in myself, never been robbed at gunpoint or attacked, never been forced to suffer a raw glimpse of all of my shortcomings the way I was when I was collapsed like a marionette with all it's strings cut. Crumpled in a heap of only so many bones and nerve impulses angling this way and that on the floor. Handicapped as all hell.

DMT showed me that I suffer every bit as much as everybody else does. And that deep down I long just like everybody else, to get away from me. To be not-me. That I feel trapped. That I am trapped, and yet swimming in this perversely abyssal sea of love or something like love.

DMT - as well as life events that followed for months and months after the DMT - made me feel excruciatingly helpless. And yet determined.

Which was a huge character-builder for me. Grew some extra chesthairs I did. I was mortified.

I have experienced this. Profound.

From the first time, I had the feeling that I had been here (in the trip) before. Way more than deja-vu. It's not an elusive feeling. It's a comfortable familiarity. Like being home. That has now fed in to being familiar with those that have gone before me. I feel an empathetic experience with the spirits of many, over much time. I feel a tribal connection. I suppose you could oversimplify and say that it's some sort of historic nostalgia. There is reverence. There is appreciation. There is awe. There is appreciation that I have been able to share in this.

P.S. I now feel as though I understand tribal ancestor worship.

Will just tell you my most recent experience. I come from a relatively traumatic childhood, my parents where alcoholics but mostly my mother. I went into the experience with the intention of deep healing as i felt psychedelics i already helped me heal all my superficial wounds. The experience was without much explanation, profound. I had the urge to go to my mother and confess to her all the pain and suffering she had caused me through her alcoholism (she lives on the same farm so i didn't have to go that far). I was still very much still in a DMT headspace and felt like i was opening up the wound entirely and cleaning it out, she was terribly hurt by what i said, i almost regretted doing this, i remember in the experience the realisation that hit me was the reason she is, the way she is, was from her past traumas and i had to end that cycle, i wasn't going to pass they baggage i gained from childhood onto my potential children! For three days she hated me. Now she has been sober for over two months!!! what i told her was just what she needed to hear to stop her addiction, i am so proud of her and she is healing incredibly herself now, i give her microdoses of mushrooms every now and then, and one day plan on giving her the DMT experience... Her life has transformed, my life has transformed. Gotta love the spice of life

Thanks for sharing

A few counter points. That I realized on psychs. I am the mind. The universal mind of the universe. I am the body. If I identify with the universe how could I not also be the body.

I can only speak to oral DMT, as I've still never smoked it after 5 years of exploration.
I didnt go into DMT with a specific goal, the way I did with others in the past. I just went in with curiosity and willingness to change my perspective, starting with ACRB+peganum brew and moving to chemically refined pharmahuasca. To be honest, for a while I wasnt sure the benefits were outweighing the stress when waves of anxiety and intense nausea were so greatly distracting me but I did get enough positives to keep exploring.
It was when I prepared THH and predosed with that prior to the harmine predose that I started getting revelations, of a sort. In this case they werent conceptual, were not based on words or ideas or machine elves jumping through my chest. They were emotions. Emotions have never come easy to me, from birth my emotional landscape has been very bland and most of what was there was mild depression or general annoyance, some who know me would apply the term 'mild asperger's syndrome'. When I began taking a THH dose about the same size as the harmine dose one hour before the harmine I suddenly got access to waves, or even tidal waves, of strong emotion. Most of which was positive! This effect was especially potent while listening to music in and around the time of peaking. Now, even when perfectly sober and having done nothing more mind altering than strong coffee for weeks there are songs that can move me to tears of beauty if I hear them when my defenses are down.

I didnt expect this effect when I started in with DMT, but for me its what makes oral DMT shine.

...though I still would like to see a machine elf

It's too many,

Most of these were on changa.

It's all about love and love is all
I create my world by thinking it
Without bad there would be no good
Everything is 1
Judging things or people says something about me not them

my top 5

I haven't done enough I feel to give a full answer to this but I can say I was left with more curiosity and interest...I feel there is definitely more to this substance than I can even wrap my head around. Sometimes when I do it I feel like I can hear people talking some in strange accents...can be mind warping ,anyone ever experience anything like this as well?

I haven't done enough I feel to give a full answer to this but I can say I was left with more curiosity and interest...I feel there is definitely more to this substance than I can even wrap my head around. Sometimes when I do it I feel like I can hear people talking some in strange accents...can be mind warping ,anyone ever experience anything like this as well?

Revel.. what?

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I smoked a high dose of DMT by myself in the middle of a soccer field late at night, I was expecting a scary trip and it was but it taught me the importance of self love and how important it is to be okay with being with yourself. Which has been a issue my whole life. It brought me to a extreme of feeling alone and having to control what was happening without any help from others. That trip lead to a very positive change in my daily thinking. DMT is a beautiful therapist and will never fail to amaze me with its power to change how people see themselves and the world. Much Love. Great topic.

Anthony

Most immediate revelation is that I left the gas cooker on in the other dimension.. uh oh!

No really the main thing i got was a very real need/duty to reconnect with my family. Something that must have been bubbling under the surface of my subconscious. More than a handful of times i had quite jarring and scary visions that whislt were not directly related to my family, they certainly and unmistakably related to them and my need to reconnect.

Which is both odd and to be expected. Me and my family have never been particularly close to each other. Not bad blood just a lack of real intimacy. That came on strong, fast and has been a reoccurring theme in my use of psychdelic tryptamines.

There has been many but those are the ones from my last trip. It really was pourring of teachings, realizations would come one after the other. I did the Changa as icing on the Mushroom cake. I remembered them mostly through one word, a simple gateway:

Inner Power. .Through the depth of the void and its mysteries, a strenght so profound can arise. In such sensitive time, as the ego is reshaped, this empowerement could have negative consequences. It has to be taken lightly and recognized in others. It is a shared beauty.

Canalizing. .The new found creative energy has to be directed towards the people around you. You have to keep in touch with this feeling of belonging. This is recognizing the creative energy is not generating by you but goes through you. As it is directed toward others, it finds a place in its environnement. It is aware of its surrounding and evolves harmouniously with its ecosystem.

Dismantled. .When I experience ego dissolution, I become as fragmented as the Universe and it is why I feel One with it. The Universe is a dismembered being. We are those dismantled members overlaced by one conscioucness. When we are aware of ourselves entirely, we see ourselves as dismanbered being too. By doing so we feel like the universe.

Who knows, maybe the universe think of himself as one blonde sponge at the bottom of a sea spending his life in a pineapple ?

The ego is necessary for the Universe to go on. Feeling part of one fragmented conscioucness - may it be of a small group of friends in nature, or at the crossroad of a megacity, allows for reminding oneself with the death of the ego that coexists with the life of the ego.

La Force est Sans Forme. True strenght is shapeless. It escapes the boundaries and rigidity of a fixed identity, it is entirely fluid. If you want it to perdure, you need to accept its many manifestations. The will of life goes through the process of death.

Shouting Love. .To all those torn part of myself. It is recognizing them and pouring love into them. Pouring life energy to their core. It is embracing, not replacing. Love exists within all thing as a core spark, all things keep on exiting while love is at their heart. It is like a mantra that brings awarness to the inner voices, it is allowing their expression and taking them in my arms. To let them exist and let them die.

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I resonnate with what you said @Eel, about ending the cycle, transforming the outcome. I can never pass it on to my children, I have to process this now, deal with it now.

It's just incredible how anxious I can be, and how deep are the wounds, how long it will take to heal. There's teachings every day, and even though they all vanish before the experience of the moment, it is nice to have some artifacts you can rely on every now and then. I'm on the path of love and it's great, let's be elves from hyper space