The reason I came to this page was to share my experience with dmt, and see what people thought and if anyone had a similar experience. I came into the trip with a mindset, from what I had heard from my friends, that you go to a new dimension, a new world, possibly see entities, see crazy geometry... But that's not what happened to me. I was laying on a bed, I took three large hits from a dmt vape, and everything starting to morph, I got the static-ish noise I had heard about, and then everything imploded into me. At first it started with me just thinking "does anything really matter" "what exactly is time" and then laughing in my head. At that time I still felt like I was imploding into myself and it was very colorful. And tthen there was my break through, which was nothing. Absolutely nothing besides a few reciting thoughts "there is nothing" "nothing matters" "time doesn't exist"
But there was still me, it was me, that's the only thing I felt was myself, not whatever that means though my personality, my presentation in the normal world. But simply me, my unique creative nothing. And then I faded out of it, but I was standing next to the bed, and then I was in my basement, and then I was in the living room wondering what the hell had just happened. To me this means a lot, because of my *obsession* of ontological philosophy, specifically that of Max Stirner, who talks a lot about the "creative nothing" which is what he calls the ego at its deepest level, a way in which he describes it is "I am not nothing in the sense of emptiness, but am the creative nothing, the nothing out of which I myself create everything as creator." and the sense that I am nothing, a singular nothing, unique as there is no normative phrase that can encapsulate me, and unique has no fixed value. To be my unique self, my creative nothing, to own myself truly I must not be static, to keep myself from becoming fixed, under the power of some ideal, some community, I must negate myself, from that negation I can consume myself into myself, as nothing, and out of that nothing in which I have consumed myself I can create myself, new, always new. This relates to my trip in the sense that even though everything from the outside world in my mind was gone, my personality, perceptions, and the such. I was still I, me, my singular nothing. What was important to me about posting this was I had done research on dmt trips and had not found anything somewhat similar to what I had experienced, and just felt like including my philosophical talk for fun
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