Lately, I've been able to by-pass the geometric shapes/patterns you typically see in the beginning of the dmt trip. My last two sessions, I'm not seeing the same overwhelming patterns and I pretty much go into a lucid dream state directly. Initially when I first started spice, everything was intimidating and overwhelming. I was astonished and would marvel and at times be frightened at what I saw.

Now I'm pretty much over the astonishment phase and I'm able to "control" what I see and control the patterns at low doses. My last breakthrough dose... always at around 50mg, I vaped it pretty clean. I'm able to get in just about everything in 3 to 4 hits leaving a small residue in my oil bulb pipe.

My last session was about 24 hours ago. After the first inhaled hit, held at about 10 seconds I get the usual heavy rush of confusion and strong pull. I'm able to stay calm and dose the rest. I put on my eye shades and I see a teal colored mandala (2nd time seeing this). Not like what I'm used to seeing. I'm completely aware of my body and my sense and then when I choose to let go, I'm sort of projected through the mandala and see my usual playful entities but by-pass them as well. You know... the jesters, reptiles, and alien looking things that either dance around and tell you that you're in another dimension, blah blah blah. I sort of pass them by as well and go into a dream-like state. I forget who I am and what I am. Next thing I know I'm sitting next to a thing that looks like Jabba the Hut from Star Wars and we start debating the reason I'm there and we talked (telepathically) about my purpose for using dmt and other weird subjects.

The usual come down occured after. I feel the burning sensation from the vaped spice in my throat. I swallow a few times and then I hear a mild screeching sound as I re-enter my body all the while flickering images are still being projected in my closed eye visuals. It was then, during the comedown where I can control and manipulate the imagery I see. It's almost like an ability that is beyond our five senses so it's hard for me to even begin to describe what I mean by, "control."

In conclusion, I'm glad I no longer have the anxiety before preparing to smoke but at the same time miss the interaction I used to have with the patterns and colors as well as the playful innocent entities. Is my perception during sessions evolving or have I gotten everything I need from DMT that my soul/mind is getting bored with it? The internal message I received was, "you don't need this anymore, you need to apply what you learned to life before we can show you anymore." I can't tell if that message was from me, my ego, or is it from the other realm? Any of you out there have similar experiences?

It sounds like they're not saying "you don't need to smoke DMT anymore" but rather "don't bother smoking DMT again until you've managed to integrate some of what we've shown you here into your every day life." Write poems about it. Meditate on lessons or demonstrations. Find some way to make concrete aspects of hyperspace in consensual reality.

I also wanted to add...

I read several posts about people listening to music when doing pure DMT. I tried that and it was to me a horrible experience. I found it distracting and held me back from letting go. Plus once I broke through, I can't even hear the music anymore. And this is with headphones on. So I'm curious how anyone can hear music when their in the other realm.

Hey thanks for the reply Global. My thoughts exactly. After my first few initial sessions, I had extremely lucid dreams while sleeping of various scenarios. I've made it a point to paint what I see on canvas. I have a 5 series project I'm working on. Huge paintings. About 180cm in height for each one. Haven't finished these yet. Maybe I need to complete these before venturing with DMT again.

dude... i see jesters all the time too! i never knew what name to put on them! feels so god damn good to hear someone mention them!


all my low dose DMT experiences involve me moving forward through flowing bright yellow colors that fade into a dark background usually with jesters on platforms morphing into and out of themselves. like diving into their abdomen and coming up the top of their shoulders. its always as to say "hey check this out"<morph>"hey look at this stuff we do"<morph>. 9 times out of 10 these jesters are flipping me off with no discernible irritation or anger in their faces. just dull to slightly amused while flipping me off.


so glad someone else see's them