Hello all,

Something very strange has been happening lately: For the past three trips DMT has been giving me these obscene visuals; not erotic, but sexual in a way that grosses me out.

I really don't want to describe them, but after after waiting to see if they persist, I end up opening my eyes and keep them open until it wears off, which feels like a waste of DMT to me


Anybody else has had such experiences?
I haven't doing DMT too much lately, either. I took a few weeks off recently.

only once. I was shown two children (which I speculate are my children in the future or past lives or future lives) while a woman intergalactic entity walked up and down leaving little objects at my feet. Since I had a very childish mindset back then I felt uncomfortable seeing these children. So Brahma appeared to me with his 12 faces left and right in a dark bar and smiled at me and showed me a pair of womens legs (cabaret dancer) at which point I said 'na na, im not into this stuff' and signed out. (which is a lesson cause I dont want to see children, and I dont want to see obscene stuff, so what do I want to see? I'm pretty sure I had no intention and was aming for pleasure and got my lesson as to the vacuous state of sensuality and why one should pay attention to what DMT is saying Pay Attention to.)

Every mind has the potential for producing obscene thoughts. Just as we are all capable of great evil.

There is light and darkness in each of us. We have to accept this darkness instead of fighting it, because it is harmless anyway, for everyone who is naturally drawn towards the light.

Obscene, destructive, gross or evil visions tend to get stronger if we deny they exist. They tend to fade away the moment you realise they have no power over you.

Once I was sucked into hyperspace through what I perceived as a giant fractal vagina between two colossal legs of an entity; doesn't matter had a great trip

That sounds awesome!

I've had sexual visuals , not like entering a vagina but like tranlusent colorful women transforming into more women in different dimensions connected fracally to each other with small chains made of more women and all the time this women have energy flowing through each other and in the background hyperspace is unfolding in 5 dimensions , huhhhhhh I can't describe it

My first (many) times I would start down the swirling twisted tunnel but not quite launch, I always feel / felt like I was peeking up under a swirling dress of a lady.........it never bothered me much but it was definitely naughty feeling.

I've had a few sexually charged DMT trips, in fcat all of my first dozen or so were.
My thinking towards them is similar to Fran"s; that it was my escapism and pleasure seeking manifesting through visions of desire.

This wasn't as much sexual as it was gross.

DMT is so strange!

I did not mean it to seem that I was conflating "sexual" with "gross", but was relating my experience as per your and another post. It is hard for me to really understand what you mean without more detail but totally get why ( and am probably grateful) for your reticence in giving more descriptors for the`experience. You say these visions were both sexual and obscene. Why? Do they depict scenes or sex acts that are taboo to you or to general society? Or are they fractals made out of throbbing hairy wet flesh or like kaleideoscopic hyperdimesional vaginas (because that's what mine were like )?

I ask not out of prurience (no really) but to better relate the experience to my own or to the anecdotal references of other users to see if there might be something there that might help you work through whatever is going on and help you better enjoy distractionless DMT trips, cuz distractions suck. .

Honestly, I doubt it's anything neurotic and is probably nothing, unless you are, like, hip-deep in some protestant church or something and are having some kind of apostatic guilt trip going on, because you hit it on the head- DMT is mighty strange. Maybe you just might want to chill on using it for a bit, IDK?

But it still originated in your own mind.

I've had plenty of trips that went sexual. I don't even know how to begin to describe what was going on. Just wow. Horrifying, intriguing, insane, erotic, euphoric, terrifying... and then beautiful too I guess. I always laugh for like 10 minutes after those kinds of trips. They are just so absurd.

Nothing really erotic about mine, just unpleasant.

I smoalked yesterday and had an interesting trip. There was a sultry looking female humanoid entity, bright neon lime green in color, lit up like a glowstick. She wanted to do sexual love things with me. I said "No, sorry, I only do those things with Her, the girl I love." Another entity liked this and gave me a high five. I am true to her always and forever.

It could be worse, I suppose. There's an account that's listed on one site I visited with 340 trip reports. I quote:

Report #203

"There were two crocodiles. On my chest. Crushing me, raping me anally. I didn't know if I would survive. At first I thought I was dreaming, having a nightmare. Then I realized it was really happening."

Now, unless you're into crocodile sex, I would imagine the experience would be quite unpleasant. Although, it appears the crocodiles enjoyed it. Unfortunately, the crocodiles in question were not available for comment.

Crocodile rape is a crime. If it isn't, it should be.

Regarding crocodile rape. Isn't that from Strassmans "Spirit Molecule"?

Just Googled to check. You're correct, it is. I found the quote here: 340 DMT trips I was unaware it was from Strassman's book. Apparently, the volunteer's name was Ken.

Well spotted.

Hey how did you get full membership before your first post?

After answering scores of questions, I respectfully requested one in the questionnaire. I was of the opinion my replies to the questions showed my true character, sense of humor and level of intelligence. Thankfully, the wise moderator who read my request agreed and I was granted full membership within minutes of posting. Perhaps that's part of the test if you assert yourself with confidence, over conceit.

Ah, the old familiar jedi mind trick.