DOSE:

2 hits

vaporized

5-MeO-DMT

BODY WEIGHT:

15 st

[Erowid Note: While the author reported the substance used as 5-MeO-DMT, they seem to conflate NN-DMT and 5-MeO-DMT. These substances have different effects and dosages. Most often the error made is that the term "DMT" is used as shorthand to refer to 5-Methoxy-DMT. However, because of the ambiguity in the substance name, it is uncertain whether the author is speaking about 5-MeO-DMT throughout this report or not. See 5-MeO-DMT is Not "DMT".]
I am new to psychedelics and for some reason ever since learning about DMT through Rick Strassman, I have always felt the urge to do it. I am not a writer so you will have to bear with me whilst reading this.

My time came on Sunday afternoon when I finally felt comfortable doing it. I didn't want to just do it recreationally, I wanted to do it spiritually. I spent around 30 minutes respecting the packet and I set my scene well. I laid a blanket on the floor and a comfortable mat on the blanket to aid me when I fell back. I also emptied my pockets and took my top off. I waited for my sitter to arrive and got myself in a meditative state. I was nervous as this was the first time I had done anything like this i.e. smoked from a pipe. I haven't even smoked cannabis.

My friends that I chose to support me all took their places around me on the leafy ground and I got myself prepared. My friend emptied the contents into a glass pipe and I held it for a minute or so, concentrating on my intention for my travels. I kept thinking in my mind that this is it, this is the moment, this is what my life has been leading to.

My friend lit the end of the glass tube that looked like a bubble and the chemical started to fizz away. I waited until he said it was ready and then I took a deep breath. I held it in my lungs for 5 seconds or so and then took another breath. I tried to breathe this in but I ended up coughing. This was the first time that I had smoked therefore, I wasn't quite prepared for the unpleasant feeling of my lungs rejecting the smoke. Last of all I took another long breath in and with all my might and will, I held it in, as I was determined to meet my 'guides' if you will. I gave the pipe back to my friend and said that's enough and I laid back......

The experience:

As I laid back I heard a buzz and a strange metallic sound. I was immersed immediately in an aztec looking landscape, the colours were yellow, green with a little orange. The landscape was nothing I had seen before, it 'felt' like the 6th dimension. (At least that's what I believe I experienced, although I know nothing of the 6th dimension so really have no evidence to base this on at all.)

I panicked when I arrived there immediately (I thought that I was going to meet entities like alien greys onboard a UFO. I didn't expect to be propelled into something completely and utterly different) - I struggled to breath and I thought I was going to die for a split second. However, I had already prepared myself for this moment and I knew if I calmed myself all will be ok.

As I calmed my breathing several entities came to me, they were kind, compassionate and could see that there was something wrong with my throat (I had a thyroidectomy 7 years ago). They waved their hands or something that resembled hands over my face and I immediately felt calm. Lots of cream light bathed me and I could breathe properly again.

I sank down in to another dimension possibly the 5th. However as explained before, this could well be completely not the case at all. This is where it gets interesting. I arrived on an operating table (or at least that's what it felt like) and above me were several looking grasshoppers or praying mantises, or at least something like them. They didn't say anything to me, they forced my mouth open as wide as it could go and then they started to operate on me. First they checked my lungs and did something to them and then they checked my throat, and did something then they forced my hands to massage my groin and 'physically' and then stop. As I stopped I then screamed out loud, or at least that's what it felt like. This went on for what I believed to be about 10 minutes, however, according to my friends who were sitting around me this event lasted 1 hour.

My friends tried to rally me out of my altered state, however, 'they' were having none of it. Instead I laid back down and entered another place slightly lower than the grasshopper operating table, however still on an operating table.

These entities did the exact thing, force me to massage my groin and then operate on my thyroid and body. Afterwards in front of all my friends I would chant indian chants and speak a strange language.

After they had finished I would drop down another level and then the same thing would happen. I started to panic a little as I was under the impression that this experience is only supposed to last for 10 minutes at the most and here I was being operated on again and again. As I panicked the aztec 'entities' would come in and then wave their hands and back I went, nice and relaxed.

My friends were getting a little worried about me as apparently a couple of hours had gone by and they too were not expecting anything like this. This is where it gets very strange.

After each operation. I would have a respite and cream light bathed me. If you can imagine smoke rings falling from the ceiling going into you, that's what it looked like. I laid back on the operating apparatus and felt the light calm me and then all of a sudden there were all these entities above me as though someone had cut a round hole in our dimension and they were peering in. I calculated afterwards that maybe there were around 14 (I could be making this up in my mind as I didn't physically count them, it felt like 14, odd, I know.)

So I believe that 2 hours had passed and I was still under. Something strange started to happen to my body and words appeared in the center of my head. As the words appeared in the center I would then try desperately to speak them, however, this was not easy as I would make lots and lots of strange sounds before I could get the words out.

Words I said were:

"Healing"
"Trust us"
"its ok"
"Focus" to the group
"final process"
"He is special"
"Give him love"
"Quiet"
"don't be so rude" (this was me desperately trying to get across to the entities not to shout)
"pure vessel"
"it will be over in a sh.....sm....small time"
"he is ok"
"he will be tired"
" look after him"
"pure"
"Trust us"

While all this was happening I had no control over my body or mouth. I tried desperately to get my own voice out but it was not possible.

* I want to mention here that I was aware physically that I existed here on earth throughout the experience (or at least thats what I thought) it turned out that I somehow lost a couple of hours.

3 hours had gone by and my friends were getting really worried they conversed with the entities and then tried to get me to have a cup of tea as they thought that I would be dehydrated. I came through and said "it's ok, this needs to be done, this is what my life has been leading up to" they let me lay back down and off I went again.

I was still on the operating theatre however, this time it was like I was in the recovery room. Alien greys (typical 3-4ft being, almond black eyes) were just hovering around my head. I sensed a female in amongst the males (I think) I was waiting to see these entities but they did not impart anything to me. It was if each different entity had to do something to me in a methodical way.

Eventually things faded away and I 'woke up' when I say woke up I was so tired it was as if I had been in a deep deep sleep. I was very groggy and I had a sip of water. My friends carried me in to the open where we had set up a kitchen and they made me a bacon sandwich. I ate the sandwich and started to come back to reality.

Over the next few hours, I was still 'connected' to the entities and I was very tired . Each time I closed my eyes I would hear the strange sound I heard when I first entered the aztec realm. It was kind of like a spring 'boing'. I can't possibly give any of this the proper justice it deserves. When I mentioned colours they weren't colours like we see everyday they were so much more 'alive', 'vibrant'.

It has been 48 hours now since the experience. I still have the buzzing in my head from the immediate effect of the experience and I keep on seeing the aztec landscape and the entities as they worked on me. I have googled sounds to try and see if I can find the right one but at the moment I can't. I have also thought long and hard today about the voices that were heard and that came out of my mouth. If I try I can make those sounds therefore, I am thinking that somehow the chemicals in the pipe reacted with a part of my brain that operates speech, or that somehow for that time I developed a split personality, due to again, the chemicals.

I am a regular man. I work with people who have learning difficulties, I have friends and socialise. I drive a car. I am polite and caring and compassionate. I meditate quite a bit and I try to be the best person I can be. The reason I wanted to do this was because I felt compelled to do it at that time. I could have done it 24 hours earlier but it did not feel right so I didn't instead, I meditated on the subject overnight and then I was ready the following day.

My intention was to go in and 'break though' and converse with the entities about odd things in my life. I was not interested in the aesthetics of the 'trip' I wanted to go to source and get answers. Unfortunately I didn't get any answers at all, no pearls of wisdom to impart, nothing. I was completely and utterly in their 'hands'. *I must add here the only kind of hands I saw were from the grasshoppers however, as strange as this sounds, they operated on me with thought and some kind of inter transference of communication. 'They' had no mouth to speak out of they just looked like they had a job to do, they all did.

I woke up this morning and immediately I recalled the experience and even now as I write this the buzzing is still in my head. it's like having one's year to a loud speaker at a nightclub for a few hours and then going home and lying on the bed.

I have also been thinking about this whole speaking thing through me. Listening to the tapes they sound really bizarre. I mean on a scale of 1-10 of oddities this is an 11! I don't really know what to make of all this, however, I suppose over time it will become clearer, at least that's what I am hoping.

I am going to make an appointment with the doctor to see if they can check out my head for tumours or something, as this wasn't normal for this type of chemical. 10 minutes I was told in and out, not 3 hours.

Everything I have written here is the complete truth. I am not making any of this up at all. I am not mad, I am not someone that actively posts things for attention. In fact if you knew me you would know I loathe all of that like crap. I am not narcisistic. I am just a regular guy who had an extra-ordinary experience.

Thank you

Exp Year: 2019	ExpID: 113546
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 41
Published: Jan 27, 2020	Views: 2,603
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