I finally got around to getting back to where my neighbor Bill died. My GVG fell off of a shelf and broke into a million pieces so I had to order another one.
I sat in his chair, at his computer, at the same time that he died. I meditated for a while with full intent. I loaded up a large load. I must remind you that I am a skeptic, that what I am about to write I believe at least 80-90% that it was a pure hallucination, a maximization of my brain, a synthesizing and synchronizing of my unconscious, subconscious and conscious mind simultaneously.
So I hit it hard, held it in until I almost passed out, and then I was there…..->
I shot through the membrane and shot up right in front of Bill whose outline resembled his, but was made up of shimmering stars and who was one with geometrical shapes.
He was so glad that I had come to visit him, he was dancing. Then, as his face ( which had no real structure in particular) morphed into different faces, he told me that "things" do not matter, that DMT simply activates the antenna within our brains, allowing us to visit dimensions which always already exist around us all the time. That DMT is the next evolution of serotonin [which serotonin also exist in plants]. He also said that in that realm they still care about goodness, love, responsibility, and even logic. That the same basic human principles still apply when you eventually cross over, the rules are still there and do matter there just as much if not more than here.
Then, he noticed that I was starting to degrade back into my human form, so he hurried and said that he wished that he could pull me in and teach me much more, but I felt terrified by this notion since I am not ready to die just yet, and of course I already felt dead, the whole couldn't feel my heart beat or my lungs move up and down thing, I was disembodied.
I came back, and just sat there for 20 minutes in delight.
Did I really visit my dead friend by doing DMT in the same exact spot where he died?
I guess I will have to wait until I die to really know, or not know, the truth.
Interesting side note for today. I drank probably about 14 or more beers yesterday, bar-b-queing and the like for July 4th, and so was really hung over today. I was pretty depressed since I have to go to court next Tues. for a felony possession of mescaline, got busted for San Pedro powder. Throughout the years I never dared doing D with a hangover, I always thought that that would be a tremendously horrible idea, that my brain would just break in two since it was already in a sense broken, but I did about 30 mils today regardless because I am alone for the day.
But during the experience my hangover was instantly gone, there seemed to be no difference whatsoever. And, my hangover was greatly diminished afterward even as I type this. I wouldn't say that I would recommend DMT to cure hangovers, but it worked for me at least today! Funny stuff.
Peace my brothers!
Meditate before you venture, take it seriously, use it as medicinal—it is good psychotherapy if needed. Realize that you, the Earth, others, and the Universe are all one and the same process. Then take that knowledge back to become, as you already are, one with nature. Eternity in every moment. Divinity in every particle. All is one organism.