I like to tell myself that I took about a month off because of the world cup, and that I didn’t believe drinking beer/watching football went hand in hand with the search for spiritual enlightenment. That story held for a couple weeks, I then arranged with a friend a date to travel together, to help indoctrinate her into the drug. Its something she’d always been massively interested in, and I was glad to be the sitter for her. As that day approached, some apprehension began to build and I realised that it wasn’t just the world cup that had kept me away. It was a general fear, fear i’d maybe held onto since my last deep journey. Not a fear of malevolence, but a fear that if I keep taking this, I really do feel it will change the core of my being. Really change me as a person, and that was/is a scary thought. I dusted off these apprehensive thoughts and got back into my usual mode for pre-flight – cleaning my entire house, eating healthy on the lead up to it, and fasting for about 6-10 hours on the day.

We decided she go first, and learning from some of my mistakes last time I made sure the ash was clean and lowered the dosage significantly. I racked 0.35mg into a glass bong this time with ash and let my friend blast off.

( i've cut a section here but i would encourage/love you to read her first ever trip report here : https://www.dmt-nexus.me...aspx?g=posts&t=57935 and give some feedback!)

So she ended up having a really positive, life-changing, and beautiful experience, my psychedelic mind was aroused again and I decided to take my my hit. Same dosage, 0.35 with clean ash. Took it in one hit, and I dont really think or remember the bong getting super milky- but after the last journey, I’m now ok with the idea of under-dosing so I just ripped it anyway. Sat back and held it in for as long as I could, I think i started to hear the carrier wave, but I cant really be sure – what I think most odd about this journey, is that I didnt actually see anything. I dont think i viewed anything with my eyes, I definitely experienced a lot, but it was all through feeling, and not sight.

So the experience goes like this, I feel my body completely disintegrating, it’s becoming sand. I don’t know why sand, but Sand is definitely something I took from this trip, so there is sand all around. Everything is sand. My body, from the bottom up is slowly becoming and merging into this sand. This is all happening through a feeling. As im merging with it, I realise that the sand is Sentient. It can communicate with me now that part of me is merging into it slowly. It welcomes me, it welcomes me back. Thats scary to me, even at the time, i remember being freaked out that I was being welcomed back. It knew who I was, I could feel it knew me from before. The next bit, which I found even scarier, is that it showed me that it knew i had been away for a month. I felt it knew the time scale, and it was really jovial, cheeky about it almost, as my body disintegrated and I started to become everything- at that point the sand was almost asking “you’ve not felt this in a month have you?” with a childs playfulness.

So everythings becoming sand, and i feel that im near 99.999% of becoming everything, and I (for whatever reason) shite it again and pull the plug on it. Im not panicking in the same manner as last time, I just for whatever reason decide nope, make an effort of not succumbing to the last of it and begin to struggle out. Its almost like i pull up a rope out of the sand and the top of that rope is my beanbag of the living room. Very soon im back, lucid, eyes open. I make a few statements to the sitter that I dont remember saying (we’re writing them down now) and shrug off the after effects with heavy breathing, groaning, and eventually my usual pacing around the room.

The statements were “They Remembered me” / “From last month” / “It remembers me. It knows who I am”

Time in trance state: 30secs-1min
Time in after effects: 2mins

POADS your description reminds me of a Phanto from SMB II you didn't try to take any keys in their lair did ya?

First of all I've had the sand experience at least once as well where my whole body felt like sand and all of the imagery was rather sandy as well. Secondly, I would venture to say that they do "remember" you, though I wouldn't know what they do in the interim between your last seeing them and smoking DMT anew. My relationship with hyperspace has been an ongoing one in which their is a development of the kinds of interactions I have with entities. They seem to be able to access data in the same way a computer can retrieve it, so maybe it's as easy as "double-clicking a file" for them to read not only your past experiences in hyperspace, but your past as a whole.