After 15 experiences to date, I will preface my experience report with a statement of confusion. Going into DMT, I didn't know what to expect (and frankly, didn't want to know what to expect). I had read accounts and reports of people who had “done” the substance (the concept of “doing” DMT strikes me as strange, as it is more a happening than a doing), and I experienced something unlike any description I had ever read. I haven't seen crazy worlds, or “seen the elves”, or met other entities, instead, it is solely me. However, the “me” was “not me”. The physical me, going about daily life, the person that I call “me”, is merely a realized manifestation of all-that-I-could-be. It would be impossible to be all-that-I-could-be in the physical plane, because that would require having all-that-I-know accessible at every moment (and with that much information available at once, it would be impossible to make any rational sense of it). Instead, the physical me is a restriction set of the hyper-me, limited in the scope of its knowledge so that it can make sense of things. This “me” existed in hyper-space, but hyper-space was not the hyperspace that I expected to experience (from the reports of others). Instead, “hyper-space” was like a metaphorical web of “hyperlinks”, connections of data to data, endless abstractions of things that I “know” and have turned into symbols and archetypes, to make sense of the world. I came to realize that who I was was no more and no less than Jean Baudrillard's Simulcra and Simulation , and that I was “Unique Copy”, a self-reference to information that always had, has, and forever will be in existence, but arranged in a way never seen before, to define who “I” am. I became the Unmoved Mover of Aristotle's MetaPhysics, constantly contemplating the contemplation of contemplation, and by doing so, allowed all to come into existence. It was unconstructed Hyperspace, so to speak, me-space. The concept of contemplation of contemplation was, in and of itself, extremely profound to me. Thinking exists, and thinking in and of itself is an act of creation. However: That creation becomes limited by the boundaries that you set forth upon its creation. By being the Unmoved Mover, I was (in essence) *a* God, able to create anything that I desired. However, the creation of that would have imposed restrictions on what I could create afterwards (or what I could do with what I had already created). I had solved my own puzzlement about the paradox of God being able to create a rock so heavy that he could not lift it: Yes, God could do that, but by creating that rock, it required the restriction that he could not lift it. In essence, in the reality that he had created containing that rock, he was no longer a God. The only way that God could remain God is by endless contemplation of the perfect, which is contemplation: The contemplation of contemplation creates no restrictions. In this way, the hyper-reality was able to expand (but only when I wasn't thinking about it). In this me-space, I was able to fill it with abstracted concepts, thought-concepts that weren't realized. I could create abstract representations for ideas and thoughts that couldn't possibly exist in a rational universe, because thats all they were: Symbols. A symbol allows an idea of itself to be created without a necessary restriction on the universe that it exists in. A final thing I have been thinking about recently, that I haven't yet found parallels in psychedelic literature for (in the sense that I haven't heard words put to it) is the connection between the “Eye” and the “I”. When you close your eyes, and let go, you are shutting out the perceiving “I”, and allowing all to exist. I find that keeping my eyes closed in meditation after a DMT experience allows all-that-can-be-me to retain a foothold, and talk and think (but not in the intense creative act way that it does during the experience) for as long as “I” choose to keep my eyes closed. If anyone else has had similar thoughts, I would love to hear them.

This is about all I can put on paper at this point, there isn't much else coming to mind. I expect this report to expand over time, as my experiential pool grows.

-Love and Light, and Safe Traveling-

-Doug