After cleaning out my GVG for the first time ever and making a new copper scrubber, I decided to take my bright and shiny GVG for a spin. I loaded up a small dose 5-10mgs and sucked it down. That feeling in the head and a lightness of body appeared along with a clearness of mind and intent. I loaded up another hit of the same size and took it. Edges around posters started to warp and everything began to pulsate. I toked off this hit a few more times and sat for a minute or so before loading up another.

I took this one and began to feel like I was getting to the place I wanted to be tonite. I finished up the hit and took off the top of the GVG to vape the DMT that was stuck around the walls. I held this in incredibly long and breathed out nothing. I was where I wanted to be.

I stood up and began dancing to the music going off my stereo.(Orchard Lounge) I visually inhaled all my trippy artwork around my room as full on gestalts of whatever direction I was gazing into. Each vista in my room seemed like a work of art in of itself. It all seemed so perfect and I had the feeling I always have on sub-breakthrough doses, "How could I ever be scared of this?" I continued dancing and began to stretch all my limbs and spine. My back and neck cracked and I felt a pleasant pressure at the top of my head. I thought of the crown chakra and I begin have inner-revelation all-at once type thoughts about existence and reality.

The thoughts were not verbal but instead were self-evident and obvious and seemed to relate to myself through feelings or memories of previous life experiences. I immediately remembered parts of my last breakthrough 2 months ago and how I felt I was on the path towards self-hood. It was reiterated that DMT would be a crucial part of my journey during this life. I thought of how I had begun meditation and body-work while also giving up my daily weed habit. All this seemed right and good.

At this point my thoughts began to expand past the point of myself and into thoughts on life itself. I thought how most people never venture out of their genetically, culturally, or chance given path. I thought how lucky I was to have ventured off the beaten path. I sensed spiritual awakening in my future. I felt confident I would reach a higher level of being within this life. I thought about how many hard choices I had made in life and how there could be many alternate paths I could have taken that would have led to laziness and lack of meaning.(hedonistic paths) Or the paths of pure pain that I had narrowly escaped.(addiction)

I continued dancing and attempting to further the thoughts about alternate paths, finding one's true self path in life as I enjoyed the alienness of my bedroom and all my familiar furnishings. The last good thought I could remember was that, every life was a challenge to make certain decisions and if one followed their inner guide at the right times they would begin on a path towards being who they always hoped they'd be, who they were always meant to be. Going against one's inner guide led to humdrum or even painful lives. As I slowly came down a big smile came on my face. This would keep me well and lift my mood for a time.

I feel a full on breakthrough that will have intense consequences for what I think I know, in the near future.