Losing Your Mind 101

Man oh man oh man oh man, I thought I had lost my mind. The good news is that I found it and it turns out I hadn't lost it in the first place. What? Exactly...

So I was ever so cleverly tricked today, but in the most gentle and loving way. I started by measuring out 120mg of my changa and placing it into my beloved 10 inch water bong. I then placed it on a drum throne (seat for drummers... ) next to my bed and got comfy. I breathed in and out and thought about my "do what you will" mantra and added, "I'm ready for my lesson."

Here is the thing, I never took a hit but the experience was very gently and mysteriously slipping itself into my reality. It was like, "Pardon me sir, may I interrupt your sanity for a moment?" but without actually saying anything. I was just sitting there on my bed, waiting to smoalk when everything started turning into an ethereal version of everything else. Magnificent structures were miraculously emerging from behind some sort of veil. Beautiful colors and fractal waves of immense complexity were building and building upon each other but were forming things...as in not just random configurations but, actually building the structures, right in front of my eyes.

"But I haven't smoked yet...?" I thought to myself and nervously chuckled while looking around my newly discovered surroundings. Then HE appeared, an almighty and ever so powerful being of some sort emerged into the indescribable scenery. He was very friendly, loving even. But since I was losing my mind, I fought it sort of. Part of me ran away for a minute to contemplate things, while HE watched and patiently waited...I was trying to understand what was happening and why but couldn't make heads or tails of it so I decided to hide until I could collect my thoughts...very lucid indeed.

HE beckoned me to come with him, but I shook my head and said, "Please, I fear I'm not ready. I need a moment to understand" ... ... ... ... ...and that moment came and went, and HE looked at me smiling and casually tossed a thought at me, "That's okay." and HE slowly retreated into the strange portal he came through originally.

A few eternity's later, the beautiful landscape I had found myself in began to shimmer and fade, collapsing upon itself as if it was being folded up to be placed inside a box for storage, to be viewed later if necessary.

And then, as if nothing had happened, I found my self lying on my bed...

"What just happened...?!" I asked out loud and then some heavy laden fear ran through my entire being. As rational thought started returning I was convinced that I had not smoalked anything and that I had broken through with no drugs and broke my mind while I was at it and was going to be a crazy person from now on. What if this happens at work? What if? what if? what if? A million of those rang through my head, each one as startling as the last.

"CALM DOWN!" I told myself and started to look around. It then dawned on me to actually look at the bong...ashes. It was all ashes!!!!! Every single bit of the 120mg had indeed been smoalked...I have never felt such relief in my life. I started laughing to the point of crying because it finally dawned on me that it was the DMT all along. I had been convinced up until that point that I was having some sort of spiritual/delusional encounter with GOD and it shook me up pretty good.

It was so amazing, I wish I had realized it sooner that it was the DMT because I would have went with HIM to see what HE wanted to show me. So this entity that I met was unlike any other and was very patient while I shook my head like a child and told him to wait just a darn second! If anything, this being seemed amused at my reaction and was willing to wait until I got it together. My rational mind couldn't wrap itself around what was clearly happening and because of that, I didn't go any further. It was so very real, like I was placed in an alternate/parallel universe where I had done all the exact same things as in this one, except I hadn't smoalked...that was the strangest thing I've ever experienced.

I am more than okay with how this went down. I have a whole lifetime ahead of me to go further. I do love exploring but wow! Incredible stuff!!!

So there you have it, I was gently convinced into thinking I had lost my mind and in turn, I may or may not have led you to believe that I hadn't actually smoalked...hehe.

All in all, this was quite powerful and extremely different from any other sort of breakthrough experience I've had. I wouldn't trade it for the world!

Thanks for reading!

-The Grateful One-

Hahaha oh man. Tricky bastard that dmt is lol. That had me laughing pretty good, I can totally imagine that happening.

Another awesome trip report grateful one

This gives a whole new meaning to not knowing you have taken DMT.

I am all to familiar with the feeling of having been somehow dropped into an alternate universe & wondering if everything is still exactly as I was before I blasted off.

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Hehehe, it got you good, what if you actually didn't smoalk it but the entity just zapped your bowl to ashes as a parting gift?

Lmao

Yeah, I tell you what, that was so bizarre it is really hard to describe even though the vision was as clear and as real as me sitting here typing this now. Fantastic!



Well, tbh, it felt like I had jumped back in time about 10 minutes and relived everything I had done up until the point of smoking minus the actual smoking. Then the rest of it was me trying to figure out how I could be tripping so hard without taking any drugs. Overall it felt like an eternity but in reality the whole experience overall was probably about 15, maybe 20 minutes. Then I spent a good 10 minutes thinking things like, "How am I supposed to share this on the Nexus? No one will believe me...I'll be labeled as a lunatic with delusions of grandeur, after all I just talked to God without taking any drugs. WTF? How could this have happened..." etc. etc. All of these thoughts were zooming around my head, I felt as if I'd been chosen for something but I couldn't quite believe it. Then I looked at the bong and exploded in laughter...it was so absurd.

As for my psyche, I don't know of any family history involving mental illness of any sort. I think a second or third cousin may have epilepsy but I can't remember at the moment.



It is funny that you should mention that because after my frantic thoughts of me going insane, I looked at the bong but my vision was so distorted still (and the light was dim) that I thought I really hadn't smoked it. A few minutes later I checked again after thinking that there was no way this was possible and sure enough it was gone...I am fairly positive I smoalked it but hey I guess anything is possible...

Something else that was interesting is that when I shook my head at the entity, it disturbed my surroundings in a strange way. It was as if I was disturbing the gravity in this hyperland and energized fractals would burst out of the air...almost like intense and intelligent tracers or something to that effect. Hard to explain. What a phenomenal experience! I have to say this was the best one I've had so far in all my travels, and most of it was spent in genuine confusion...



Edit: Also, I forgot to mention that I had primed myself with a smaller dose about 45 minutes before hand. That probably amped up the effects quite a bit when I went for the full and true dose. It was changa after all.

That was awesome.

Reading this I was thinking. Wow this guy is a lunatic , until you saw the ashes.

It got you good and proper

I was actually stressing out at the unlikelihood of this situation, just imagining that you had to have smoked and not remembered, so when I got to this line, I started laughing, relieved. I must say that it seems equally impressive that you could not only have forgotten you smoked anything, but that you had the accompanied wherewithal to think about having not smoked it yet. Some experiences seem pre-programmed (yet modifiable) to some extent, and I wonder if your forgetting was part of this experience's particular programming, or if it was incidental.

Those aliens were having some Astral beers and good laughs while running the 'The Grateful One' App on their multidim media machinery , it probably went viral there.

"He" had maybe nothing to show TGO after all, but He wanted a front seat?

Seriously, even without entheogen I've had situations that indicate an impossible fun gig all too obvious a setup from 'there/where?'. From the larger 'myself'?

tseuq

Indeed!



Indeed it did!



I've come to know reality replacement pretty well in my experiments with DMT, but usually it is this reality being swapped for a completely alien one. This time, however, my reality got replaced with...well, my reality which is why I didn't catch on that I was tripping and it gradually built and built and built upon itself until it became the alien environment that surrounded me. I've also become pretty familiar with time loops of different varieties but nothing like this before. It was so real that it didn't feel like I was tripping until this point:



So it was almost as if I had time traveled backwards about 10 minutes, forgetting that I had indeed done this all before and had smoked. All cognitive functions remained completely intact, thoughts were crystal clear and everything was so very vivid/realistic. I was completely startled by this and it seemed like HE (the entity) was building the trip right in front of me and HE had a VERY strong presence. Almost like if I had been standing, I would have fallen to my knees in order to comprehend the "spiritual pressure" around me. (Bleach fans should get a kick out of that reference..."That...spiritual pressure! ... It's...impossible!" )

There has never been such relief to find you haven't actually lost your mind. Never felt anything like that before...



Perhaps some entity(ies) were indeed having some fun at my expense, it is hard to say, yet remains hilarious in my memory banks...I'd love to watch that viral footage so I could point and laugh at myself.

Perhaps he didn't have anything to show me, but he did want me to go with him into the portal. Unfortunately I wasted all the precious time going, "huh? what? where? Who are you? the bong is still full...wtf? wait...what?"