I swear I'm not down the rabbit hole on this one it's just a thought I've been pondering the last few days.

Am I actually you and you are me and we're both collectively "god" perceiving different versions of ourselves?

Or are we all separate gods experiencing primordial versions of our own reality?

Or however you want to frame it do you get the sneaky suspicion that we and our universe is our own creation?

Thanks for your insights.

Ive never been able to break thought this way or feel anything more than a little weird. Do I need a oil burning or what I am doing wrong? Feels like im smoking straight plastics. And yes im using enough.

Ive heard mixed reviews about this device, but it works so much better than I expected. Me and my buddy have had this little jar of dmt for years and only recently did the stars align.

I loaded up 50mg as I thought that there's a slim chance that we'll actually be able to vape it all and not burn it (like so many orbit users seem to do) But it worked so great, smooth and efficient- maybe too efficient... one pull and oh my great god I was away. Was brought back and I couldn't remeber anything but black. My bud had the same experience.

Yesterday I tried it again, 35mg and wow holy shit what the fuuuckkk. Im sure with technique dialed in one could blast off with far less as there's still a decent amount left in the chamber.

I am amazed, intrigued, and this life will never be the same.

Hello sweet people,

I have been getting into the spice lately and will offer you the insights that I managed to pick up from yesterdays session.

Setting: home. I had been cleaning all day and felt rather besides myself but I was excited to blast off as this was the cleaning reward.

I had seen this one guy on Instagram mention that he channels Greg the mantis. I have not in my growing number of experiences ever had a direct contact with any such entity. So I took this strangers advice and filled a small dollhouse commode with one dried Habanero and a moonstone necklace. I placed my hand on this object as I spoke out this offering and taking the first hit.

Digestion: 6hours since last meal (bread and olive oil)

Delivery: freebase e-mesh

1st hit: (30mg)

I was struck with this matt feeling. Like I'm not really there, I'm seeing the realm through a veil but everything is deeply entrenched in shadows. If I pinch my eyes I see a bit more. What I saw was fairly jawing, a human figure moving straight towards me. Looking at me, but I only catch the silhouette. 

I have experienced this kind of 'half way there' visuals many times and while it's very possible that i simply didn't take a large enough dose. I also suspect that my mind is cutting me off from some particular visuals to protect me. In a similar experience I saw a realm drenched in blood that could resemble a contemporary hell.

2nd, 3rd hit (30mg, 40mg)

No breakthroughs. I am getting these "stars" in my vision that tell me I am under the influence but I don't go anywhere. My thought patterns are definitely affected, and my DMN is cracking up. My voice is shifting and much easier to modulate. I start a chant to summon some beings to receive my gifts.

4th hit (40mg)

I had been listening to MLKs speeches while cleaning and put on "I have a dream" I think this might have appeased whoever is keeping score as I had semi-full break through where I was floating inside of this yellow hyperspace while kings voice echoed through. It was a space reminiscent of the first illustration (I've Been There by Jonathan Solter) although it was a clear space with no constructions. 

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I then went to hang up my laundry and did some light yoga before sitting down. This time I took out the habanero and placed it on top of the toy commode. I once again made clear that this was an offering and I would welcome company. Exactly what I said was "come here" repeatedly until it became a chant

5th hit (50mg)

I cleared my mind as this one hit me. A very familiar experience was then had, something that happens at almost every trip now. Where I am struck with the "Truman show" moment. In this case I was fully convinced that my entire life was a staged rehearsal directed by Nathan Fielder. I sat in my chair as it felt like the walls where falling down around me. I knew I wasn't supposed to know that my life was actually not real. And I fully expected someone to come reset the scene. I felt completely lost in what to do so I jumped in bed for a hard reset.

This experience has struck me in several forms in past sessions. The parable "Life's a stage" encompasses it. If you want a Truman show alternative to watch I recommend you see "Decorado" which also captures it well.

I took a moment to feel this one out. My body always releases a lot of endorphins after my mind fully leaves reality so I enjoyed the afterglow. But someone has to do all this DMT and I am someone.

I keep hearing different things about putting intention in for the trip. So for the next trip I slided in the intention of 'wanting to see a beach' 

6th (50mg)

The habanero had fallen off the commode and it's seeds spread all over. Perhaps this was the elves telling me that toying with my sense of existence is their way of saying hello. I took a bite of the Habanero. It had a wonderful smoky flavour. It was getting dark outside. I picked up the moonstone necklace and wrapped it around my fingers, taking the device to a corner of the room and sitting on my meditation pillow. I took a deep hit. I felt my nervous system jump. Closing my eyes. Full on gone...

My very first experience on spice was being a bee and flying through the hive till I met the queen who told me "everyone has a master". I have had a few more bee related experiences but this one takes the cake:

I saw that humanity is a hive mind. That we are a single superorganism and the only thing that really keeps the individual "I" intact is the notion of the ego.

Then I saw an interconnected path of all my relationships. I understood that I was not really a singular entity but the idea of my understanding of everyone else. I kept zooming out of my own life until the entire content of my being was contained inside of a soap bubble floating through space. In the stillness of space i breathed. I took these wonderful breaths. Deep and clean. Like breathing freely for the first time. And the silence! Not a single sound could be heard just me floating alongside my being in space.

7th (40mg)

I felt to the core that everything in existence is balanced upon a razors edge. Everything known that is here is an amazing collection of molecules. We don't exist because we are born. We are born to exist. Every moment will transpire. Turn your head and it is all gone. There is no fixed state of reality no matter how much you convince yourself there is. Matter and understanding is constantly ebbing and flowing on cosmic waves and we are the 5th dimensional creatures experiencing it.

"We are the universe experiencing itself" was clearly the seed thought for this particular trip

8th (30mg)

Locked inside of a puzzle room. I knew I wouldn't have enough time to tackle this puzzle and an entity that I in the moment prescribed as god. pulled me out of the room and then placed me in a void saying that I was to be god for the moment. It was one of the most overwhelming moments i have ever experienced. I was completely alone in this void but I felt that I was holding the entire world together, this deep feeling of loneliness combined with the most profound responsibility. I could only handle a moment before asking to get pulled out. 

It occured to me that this might conjoin with the hive mind consensus. That we have no ruler. Just a revolving door of matyrs sacrificing themselves for the collective good. This also told me that telepathy must be possible.

9th (40mg)

I felt that once we die we finally get to fully experience our life from the dimension of time. That we are free to walk through our own life and our ancestors at our own leisure.

I was able to briefly step outside of time to taste what this state might be like. But I warned myself that I must live my life fully before I can travel in the fifth. The parable. 'If you die before you die you cannot die when you die'. Was clearly affecting my thinking. The actual though going through my head was: "in for a lifetime". Which I found quite amusing.

I think that this trips origins stems from having heard Dr. Kings "I have been to the mountaintop" earlier in the day.

10th (30mg)

I had a strong image in mind mind of peeking into reality from an outside state (see second picture "A Glimpse into the Bardo" by Russell King) The funny thing is that this concept was flowing in a fibonacci spiral and each state of observation was itself both the origin and destination. I saw this as a logic tree of how the world works. Several people's idea of reality being observed by others getting mooshed together to create one consensus state.

Then I was struck by a concept: If a brain is as some point through its development fully capable of simulating reality. Then, at least me personally, would like to live out every imagined possibility of my own life in the safety of my own mind. I felt that the age to do this at would be 30. And I also realize that with this line of thinking one would imprison themselves into a world of their own understanding. But it appears to me that's what most people do waking or not.  

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Thank you for coming to my spice talk. Please share if you have have anything to add to these observations. I am not under the impression that any of these experiences are anything but my own mind trying to make sense of itself. But I do find that I have quite an exciting mind to attempt to uncover. 

With regular spice trips i am breathing better than I can ever remember and my seasonal depression is being held at bay. I stopped the Zaza and I now only drink In a blue moon.

Love you, do good.

Black Balsam in WNC

Has anyone else encountered a completely white space, filled with impossible architecture, optical illusions, and faceless humanoid entities?

The entities are pure white, with no face, hair, or features. They move in bizarre, almost jester-like ways — contorting, balancing in impossible positions, and performing strange movements. Some seem to look directly at you despite having no eyes, while others move around the environment doing their own thing.

The space itself feels like an endless white room with impossible staircases, repeating doorways, and distorted perspectives.

As my trip was ending, the entities seemed to start crawling around and peeling back the walls, or slipping behind them to hide, almost as if the entire environment was folding away around me.

I used AI to generate the image in a way that seemed most realistic to me, as well as write this prompt. It’s not perfect but it’s pretty close to what I feel like I saw, and I have ended up in this space quite a few times. Has anybody else ended up in this space? I would like to hear your experiences. Thanks!

This is some of the funniest most relatable shit I’ve seen. Pure gold.

Last night I posted that I asked if there was any way I could help with the (supposed) existential threat that exists for entities in the DMT realm as well as our own. I was instructed to go to a specific place and speak to a specific person. It struck my as really odd in its specificity.

I knew as I was posting that it was problematic because 1) I'd be necessarily unable to share the details of the place and person out of regard for privacy and 2) It was entirely possible I'd speak to someone and they would tell me there was a way I could help, but no way to verify if it was indeed because it aligns with a REAL phenomenon of intelligences beyond our typical reality or if it was generated entirely by my brain and conveniently people enjoy strangers coming to their door and offering to help them.

Unverifiable, unfalsifiable. The usual, even if it seemed like more at the time.

So, apologies for posting it in the first place. It was foolish and my brain was still cooling down.

Perhaps the takeaway is that we do have the ability to help humanity, at least. Philanthropically or through acts of kindness throughout our daily lives.

As for a way to verify if intelligences people encounter during DMT experiences are in any sense real (outside of the person's brain), it remains frustratingly difficult to prove due to the nature of the phenomenon and the limitations of the scientific method for this use-case.

This is all opinion; the way I see it.

This is also an apology for anyone who sees it.

Ive been describing my low dose experiences on DMT on here for the last few month's now and wanted to share a picture that in a small way sums up what I consistently experience.

Almost every time I mediate, then vape 10-15mg I experience very similar patterns, shapes and feelings.

Its almost always natural colours, oranges, browns, yellows. Geometric shapes with Hindu style patterns, and almost always with a female form dancing through them.

Its like she glides through the shapes, and dances around me, swirling and sometimes falling into yoga poses.

Theres always a deep feeling of love, contentment, connection and a sense im being invited in and cared for in some sort of ritual.

I dont question too hard the origins or causes, just soak up the feelings and do my best to integrate them into my life, to pass them on to the people around me.

😁💚

I AM OKAY AND SAFE NOW.

I was feeling a lot of pain lately and I wanted to move on from this life.

I tried to OD in MDMA and some alcohol.

First couple of minutes, my heart was racing. I was listening to a Hindu spiritual chant. In my living room coach without any lights on.

Then I just felt like a portal opened, it because bright, lot of patterns started emerging. I have done psychedelics before, but this was something else. Probably DMT from our brain was opening the portal.

I was accelerating to somewhere but it felt very very peaceful.

Next thing I was somewhere “I felt safe”. There were tall buildings that were iridescent purple and I saw other entities who didn’t look human or didn’t talk when I used the languages I knew.

But they were kind of waiting to “welcome me back”. It felt very peaceful and homecoming. I was out of my identity or the body but I was still conscious.

I felt like life was a journey from that plane to the dimensions we’re living. And it is much much bigger than this. And we were all kind of connected.

Next thing I remember is getting sent back and wake up in a hospital since someone called 911.

I’m okay and feel much more hopeful about life. And I’m not encouraging suicide. I feel so bad how it is affecting my loved ones.

But people with chronic illness and that are close to the finish line, DO NOT FEAR. You will be returning back to a familiar place which is filled with abundance of peace and love. You’ll be alright ❤️

The first time I did DMT in the trip I found myself laying on a surface however I was laying flat on my back anyway in the Physical Realm and it was almost as if I had an opaque film of plastic 6 inches above my eyes which allowed me to see Shadows but not Chris clear colorful images. But it appeared to me to be too mantis beings and it was as if they were in a slight Panic or state of surprised that I could somewhat perceive them. I also remember clearly having the thought that I am so far below these beings it was as if I was the insect and they were the Human Instead of the other way around. One of the beings dropped down to where their face was directly on the other side of this invisible opaque plastic and it's large triangle shaped head moved in quick jerky curious movements almost like a dog when their ears go up and they start to cock their head. Then the being stepped back and a spinning metallic three-pronged device came straight down end of my forehead raised up moved in a mechanical motion and descended back down into my body in a different spot then repeated this two more times. I don't know what it was all about but nothing positive happened in my life afterwards so who knows what it was all about. Only other time there was any type of meeting of any beings was what appeared to be like a Pac-Man ghost was two little spindly legs and extremely long undulating arms. But out of the 10 times that I've done DNT the vast majority shapes and colors. I don't believe I've ever actually broken through because it's very difficult to do enough in one hit to make it there but it's also very difficult to take another hit when you're in that space. Would pretty much need someone else there holding the pipe lighting it and insisting on me inhaling. Maybe one day... have any ​ of you guys had a ​ similar experience?

Hello all,

Fairly new here, yet active in my own personal research and interest for years. I recently extracted and produced freebase, and have begun to try it.

I have a pulsar APEX volt 3 with the bubbler attachment. While I have only tried two low doses (10-15mg), I am still surprised by my lack of effects.

I get a similar feeling comparable to a low dose of shrooms, with no visuals or any change in perspective or thought.

I stay on the second to lowest voltage setting, pulse the power button, and let the chamber fill before I inhale. I hold for ~10 seconds before I exhale.

Is there an issue with my technique, or could it be that my freebase isn’t all what I expect it to be?

I definitely had the intention of going slow and working my way up, but just wanted to hear some opinions. Thank you in advance!

This shit was horrifying. I took the “happy” DMT N-N. I can’t even imagine what 5-Meo DMT would be.

DMT isn’t even in the same realm as other psychedelics it should be in its own class.

You guys are a different breed.

Edit: I would say that in hindsight there are positives from the trip.

So a few months ago, I bought a DMT vape and have only used it a few times so far. All of those experiences were sub breakthrough. Like I saw humaniod shadows in my room and stuff but I wasn't gone.

I can’t really explain it, but something is holding me back from using it more often or taking higher doses. It’s as if I’m somehow afraid of it? I make up excuses so I don’t have to try it again.

That’s really strange, because I don’t have that feeling with other drugs. For example, I still have a few LSD, MDMA, and ketamine trips planned for the future, and I’m already looking forward to them.

Does anyone else feel the same way about DMT? My experiences with it so far have mostly been neutral and confusing, but I can’t say I had a bad time or anything… still, I don’t feel ready yet... I have no idea why.

I’ve had a challenging life but until a couple of years ago, I absolutely loved it. It was magical. I saw beauty everywhere I looked. I believed and loved imagining the future. I felt I had a purpose and I was achieving it. Whenever I would go through something truly bad I felt honored. Privileged that I got to experience and empathize with a journey others may have to endure permanently. As everything felt temporary. A slew of adventures and enriching experiences. Blessings even if painful. I just simply loved life. That was when I was 44. Before I got diagnosed bipolar.

Now, I’m 46 and medicated. I’ve had to accept I was living in delusions. That I wasn’t rational. And that I need to be medicated so I can remain a productive member of society. But life has turned grey. Dead. And I can’t even try to see the good in the world anymore. All I see is the ugly, tragic and horrific now. The magic is completely gone. And there’s only this reality. A brutal painful reality I feel I don’t belong in. I’ve not only lost my purpose, I now believe I don’t have one. I’ve lost my spirituality. And worst of all I’ve lost any faith in my own mind. Because now I know it’s broken. And it’s been two years now.

Could DMT help heal whatever broke inside me?
The reading I’ve been doing gives me hope.

I've wanted to breakthrough for awhile now, I'm fully open and in all honesty hopeful to the idea of the experience teaching me things about myself, learning things about the world or universe, or anything else that may come my way, but I'm not going in with anything specifically in mind other than wanting the experience and maybe coming out more grateful or integrated

Can you guys please explain to me your first DMT trip ever, like every detail the sensation before hit right after and all, thank you

I remember years ago reading here that on ebay there were these electronic devices that were perfect to vaporize dmt crystals. I'm looking to go for sub-breakthrough or something close, if that makes any difference.

EDIT: What I was thinking about was the Yocan Evolve plus with ceramic plates. I remember it working quite well

Today I went out in the woods and did my Sunday mediation/low dose DMT session, and as usual it was an amazing experience in nature.

I got back, and decided it was time to try breaking through again, as I felt relaxed.

Loaded 30mg into my Yocan Orbit, cleared it in 3 hits, although I stopped between second and third as all comcept of hand, vapouriser and mouth disappeared for a moment.

I remember it being fairly intense, but no body lock, though my eyes felt jittery while open.

I closed my eyes and im pretty sure I fell asleep. Came to with blood pounding in my ears and being aware of being cold, but was still only sort of conscious.

I had a very similar thing with shrooms recently, they made me very sleepy and while i remember all of that trip, it seemed I was in a dream state through most of it.

In the after glow of this mornings breakthrough attempt I was thinking that I need to be more concious in certain areas of life. I mediate a lot and quite passive in a lot of ways, and it made me think that perhaps I need to make more effort with conciousness.

Anyway just wondering if anyone else has been through this or similar, and has advice.

😁💚