At the risk of seeming self-serving, I'd like to bring up the subject of poetry and spiritualistic journeys. You see a lot of art and music being produced relative to the psychedelic realms, but I've yet to see much poetry stemming from these other worlds. Does anyone have any personal examples to contribute, or even just something they have read and like? I believe metaphor is the most powerful tool in language and I think there is much to be explored here.

I'll start with a poem I constructed earlier this year. (I told you I was going to risk seeming self-serving - bad ego, I thought I got rid of you! ) This was before I had even heard of DMT, yet alone tried it. It was shortly after experiencing my first peak experience out of the blue, and was originally in reference to dreams. But, reading over it, it fits the DMT experience quite well too!

Unifying Dreams

Ethereal minds orbit 'round me,
Thoughts rebounding, rippling, rolling.
Amidst the darkness, light converges,
Faint forms fledged from fostered urges.

What ventures wait in this dreamworld,
What wondrous wisdom will be remade?
Throughout the night, we'll dance unhindered,
Severing the security of sense's charade.

Mocking order, no rules existed.
What was up is down, once right is sown.
Separate thoughts entwined and twisted,
Contrive a line like a force unknown.

Alas, this perfect world can't last,
As conscious minds can't forever fast,
Yet from these dreams ideas align,
Unifying all with a combined One mind.

Hyperspatial Poetry (Free form / From the source)

Quatrain Qube

Official Poetics Thread

All is Reflection


That's all the poetic threads I can muster up at this time.

Loved the poem, Oneiros!! Thanks for sharing.

Poetry always meant a lot to me, and now that I am hyperspaced, I find it tremendously amusing to experiment with our language in ways that mirror the other dimensions. Poems also serve as wonderful markers in spacetime that can contain memories and information that is accessed simply by reading it and remembering those times.

Awesome, I'll check these out. I knew there had to be an outlet for this type of thing. I used to draw when I was younger, but language is definitely more my forte now. Thanks for the feedback house!

Edit: The quatrains were fantastic!

me like

02:30:37 ‹tatt›timeless being, never nothing but now, eyes bleeding into the sky, running down my arms, out n' throughout
02:31:22 ‹tatt›the ineffable transhuman moment
02:31:31 ‹tatt›and we're bathed in it
02:31:49 ‹tatt›like a thought, thats not even real
02:32:02 ‹tatt›but then, reals a silly word
02:32:08 ‹tatt›it's all timeless appearance
02:32:38 ‹tatt›masquerading around in linear subject-object identification
02:33:09 ‹tatt›but all the well, beautiful

sorry, that this is back all the way from 2011, but i searched, this was the first thing i clicked on, so i went with it. the oils can spilling into my mind, oil can of timeless proportions.

but all the well, beautiful

Not from me thought it was beautiful tho

"Angels and Airwaves" "The Adventure"

I wanna have the same last dream again,
The one where I wake up and I'm alive.
Just as the four walls close me within,
My eyes are opened up with pure sunlight.
I'm the first to know,
My dearest friends,
Even if your hope has burned with time,
Anything that's dead shall be re-grown,
And your vicious pain, your warning sign,
You will be fine.

Hello, here I am,
And here we go, life's waiting to begin.

Any type of love - it will be shown,
Like every single tree reach for the sky.
If you're gonna fall,
I'll let you know,
That I will pick you up
Like you for I,
I felt this thing,
I can't replace.
Where everyone was working for this goal.
Where all the children left without a trace,
Only to come back, as pure as gold,
To recite this all.

Great song! Love the video for this song. Have the CD also :}

Thank you for posting!

here is a poem i wrote about my first intimate encounter with an experience, not a human. I was alone, and i shared a moment with a place, a feeling, an energy, and one kick ass breeze. i simply blew a kiss into the air, and hope it landed on something prepared, because it was the most savage kiss i'd ever let loose from my lips.... if it is ever discovered where it hit, even if on the face of a cliff, chips of stone would leave perfectly etched lip prints..

These savage times

i have kissed you point blank strange
my ethereal lips, held up on translucent bone
and ive sipped the saliva from your spine
your a certain flower
your smell reminds me
of times rewound in my belligerent mind
the point blank memory of you
as a ghost in the fog
in cosmic soup
i will never lose the taste of space
the smell of fading memories
from mingling our tastes
i will never stray away in fervent haste
when i see your face fade into yet another place
even when it ends somewhere further than i could trace
its still so very close to me either in memory or honestly
the banter of lust surfing on nostalgic breeze
apologetic words race to appease
faster than it began, slower than concieved
traveling light years beyond light speed
fueled by a desperate burn, something lost replaced
laws of life and all sense to break
passion evolves in a miraculous pace
soaring in tones of audible grace
the barrier of time bent in gentle whispers,
felt by the heart as orgasmic blisters
permeating the soul in ethereal embrace
healing lack for words as prayer escapes the face
flung from lips once parched in lament
pride was a mask worn by arrogant torment
a guise shattered eloquently by yearning for time spent
propelled by knowledge so passionately lent
from wherever you are, and wherever i went
never forget how we fell so far away
just fall in the wind that blows from my face
flee the amnesia, remember our place
if we never part theres nothing to miss
and if nothing is lost, theres nothing but this
everyday remains as yesterday forever
the future becomes stained and our presence is severed
were never here then, but forever near gone
never to know exactly where, just some line in a song
another verse to reverse the curse
i chant this chorus in hopes it bursts
the memories of us from the prison of me
one more kiss to the wind i set free
a final breath to soar like the breeze
to awaken the thoughts and cure the disease
point blank softly aimed at your lips
point blank savagely hoping softly it hits
and the burn of the passion blisters once more
and the present is our presence,presently adored
imbibed from the stems
of special plants we brewed
to watch us wild away in style
to hyperspace buck nude
with our turbulent smiles
and those sarcastic winks
the memories that unfold
then tucked away to shrink
i see your smile
as wide as the fields
of ethereal bone
where this kiss i wield
on your eyelids
one final moment missed
the translucent kiss point blank on your lips
and the bitter spit
sucked from the petals of time
the brine that pickled us in moments unkind
ive setttled for absence
instead of near
your somewhere in my mind
your somewhere deep inside my eyes
a glimpse shot back from inside a tear
your refelection in fractiles as atoms that bind
this point blank memory i kissed strangely kind
my translucent lips
on your etheral mind
point blank savage
wickedly kind.

This thread has got some hot stuff in it. I really liked reading all of your words. I wonder what came first, thoughts or language?

Self Titled

The will to live
Embattled with the will to die
Energy erupts into the void
Silently dissipating

Heat lost by a body freezing to death
Alone and anxiously waiting.

Is this the only life we have?
Ancient medicine masqueraded as demonic
Illegal to consume, illegal to discuss
Is this The Source testing our will?
Fear of further imprisonment
Preventing acquisition
How much longer must this go on
Before we are Free to Be.

"Just be patient good times are on their way" they say
Just be patient.
"Your problem is lack of acceptance of the present" they say
Accept the present.
"There won't be a problem if you remember all is one" they say
Won't be a problem.
"Stand up for yourself and what you believe is right" they say
Stand up for myself.
"You need to treat yourself better" they say
Treat myself better.
"People lie and intentionally hurt others, we are human" they say
People are human.
Monkeys are animals.
"You're just being tested to keep the faith" they say
Find the faith.
Keep the faith.
Keeping the faith.

One day the chariot of understanding
Will usher me home.
Until then I am time's servant
Learning lessons while I serve time
Until time is served.

Sigh, why must I be so brooding? Lighten, my boy, you must lighten the mood:

A journey, a space, and a cozy lit place
What glimmers within our eyes three?
Do we accept all we see
Observed equally
Or bathe in a positive sea?

The blanket, it's warm, and soft to the touch
Masterful artwork that it be.
All knitted and snug
Slides off with a shrug
The body breathes air comfortably.

A song and a dance, seen afar at a glace
Screams into the night that we're free!
The ride feels so real
So grab on to the wheel
Sit back and cruise to infinity!

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

A spontaneous poem erupted in chat:

02:41:32 ‹Mustelid›The answer to "What does the fox say?" "I'm tripping fuzzy balls!"
02:41:50 ‹RhythmSpring›peh
02:41:59 ‹RhythmSpring›ah but how many
02:42:02 ‹RhythmSpring›balls is he tripping
02:42:11 ‹dreamer042›15
how many mushrooms will he eat
before reality starts ripping
the grass grazes and the sun gazes
but meltiness slithers from the swamp
and at first away fox will tromp
but knocks into Owl and so he says:
"Who are you to shoo the goo?"
And so the Fox lies down on the wet slimy grass
As mushrooms begin to grow straight from his ass
A deer comes and picks it, and so she speaks:
"What the heck is this mushroom? It reeks!"
The fox lies confused in the morphing shining dew
His brains are fused when they were once two
His hemispheres sync and energize is pineal
And heavenly music starts to play as if on vinyl

the particles are flowing,
with fields unseen, but glowing.
all energies exchanging,
the world is still but changing.
the void is ever calling,
the man is ever falling,
the mind is ever growing,
there is no end or stopping.

the key is balance,
as you must learn to ride this vehicle of soul
most thrilling moments is when one has a full control
of dance in silence

I wrote this at a note to myself, so I remember (hence why it is a bit "preachy" ).


SPROUT 🌱
We are born and told how the world works
but children's questions are met with smirks

A question such as:
How can a book capture God's words,
aren't they meant to fly free like birds?

Some claim science explains it all
while others cling to a cultural wall
Yet science cannot cherish
and cultures will perish

Some think ideas capture our story
and that armies brings them glory
But ideas grasp only a small sliver
and when we are cold we all shiver

Certainty becomes an empty mental bundle
But a seed of doubt can sprout a lush jungle

Not knowing is ok, no wait, it is great!

In the mystery there is a hidden treasure
One's true self, well hello, it's a pleasure

A self that dissolves in ever present nature
From sunlight to plant to crystal to soul

Connect and do not conquer
Be grateful and do not barter
Collaborate and do not repress
Love and do not posses

Accept one another and place no blame
Share without jealousy and enjoy without shame

Break free from imaginary punishment
Lift your anchors and sail with intent
Do not fear a forgotten cold water spray
Sprout from your shell and find your way

Here's a little something I wrote after my first few trips.

Breathe my dear child… breathe it in! Divinity dances within these fumes, so breathe it all in! Here, let me do it for you, let me take control of your body… inhale, stop! Let me gently set your mind afloat, let me strike you with awe, let me shock and overwhelm you. Let your half open mouth gasp for air and stare into the emptiness, while ecstasy twinkles around the corner of your eyes. Exhale you say? But haven’t you forgotten how to breathe at all? See… you cannot exhale, you don’t know how to, here… let me do it for you, let me pour this elixir between your heretic lips. It’s a sweet concoction of joy and bewilderment, of fear and veneration, and of lust and despair. Drink my child… drink… and gaze upon the goddess dancing in the void.

Hush! Did you hear?
Something cracked, something shattered,
bits and shards all but scattered

The pure and sublime,
the atomic and irreducible
All break apart in this crucible

Sink my child, sink deeper into the dream
Let your mind dissolve
in its calm and serene

The self you seek is but no more
If you ever even had it,
it’s not so sure

Listen my child, listen to the whispering voices,
see your fleeting reflection
in those gentle faces

They hum and chant mysterious verses,
and dance and twirl
in solemn paces

And should horror finally grip your heart,
shutting your eyes shall help you not,
but only the courage to embrace your transgressions,
to renounce all hope of any redemption

So, let your awe be overcome by wonder,
and let the sublime be diminished by your fervor
Let your immaculate self be the reflection of the divine,
callous, vulgar, grandiose, yet benign

You dared to peek behind the veil of reality,
and have wandered into the realm of fantasy and insanity

The whispering willow speaks of a strange spirit
Every fiber of this realm is her soul’s exhibit

Venture on and you shall find her,
beneath the wallowing winds, where shadows stir

There she lies, in her serene slumber
yet within her heart, roars a youthful vigor

Gaze my child, gaze brazenly upon the divine
See her naked exuberance, her flair,
her flamboyant shine

Her touch is gentle,
her gaze pure and pristine
Yet you shall shiver and tremble
before her power all supreme

Reach out, and let her clench your heart
Let her gaze devour your soul,
let it sink into her eyes,
let it waltz, let it roll…

And with a gentle kiss,
Full of sorrow and bliss
she shall breathe into you,
all the joys of life,
the horrors of death,
and everything in between…

exhale... inhale... awake!