I had my first experience with oral DMT + a natural MAO Inhibbitor Syrian Rue yesterday. Foolishly, I took 3-4 times my previous dosage since it was suggested on some random forum.
For a short time, the high set in and I had a beautiful experience. I felt as though I could float or fly. Gravity seemed like an alien concept to me. I felt so fantastic and spiritual that I wished it would last 5 hours. It certainly did, because the trip surged even further around 10 minutes later to the point it started turning bad. I started to think I might be dying, so I dialed 911.
By the time they got there, I was convinced I was dying or already dead, in the life review process. By the time the ambulance was leaving, I couldn't feel a pulse on my wrist. I thought the ambulance would be my chariot/Great Way of the Spirit, so I asked the ambulance driver if I had died.
At this point I started having a truly spiritual experience, the ambulance driver's speech patterns changed. It was the same voice but a completely alien persona. I begged him to help me get the powerful brew out of my stomach which he replied matter of fact "you have no stomach". He told me I had indeed, died. My pulse seemed to drop to none, I couldn't feel it on my wrist anymore. I heard a disembodied angelic voice 'sing' my first and last name, my DOB, and my death date, May 23rd 2013. I asked if I could go back? He said maybe.
By the time I got to the hospital, the effects were even more strong. There were different medical professionals there, but there was 'someone else' layered over each 3D entity. I theorize it was perception of their higher selves or perhaps some portion of my guidance system was finally rendering some kind of tangible assistance for the situation.
By this time, my mother had showed up to the hospital. Except it wasn't her, it was my higher self/holy spirit. It was just my mother but also this angel/guide/extra dimensional being overlaid over her. This persona was a much more commanding personality, yet it was the kindest soul I have ever met. The other extra dimensional entities were only vaguely responsive.
She said she could help bring me back, since I didn't want to leave yet. Right at this point the trip must have hit it's crescendo. It was like the hospital room was overlayed with another reality, one which featured another, somehow different hospital room. I asked if my moving my arms and legs and breathing was an illusion, and I was laying dead in the gurney, which was replied with my main guide with a 'yes'. All the medical staff watching me started shaking their heads and unplugging the machines from me. They started leaving the room and started treating me like a dead body. I started asking them if I was still alive and nobody even flinched at my question and flailing arms and legs.
This was the point where a new person came in and told me that 'sorry, we couldn't save your body'. After this, it becomes a bit fuzzy, but I remember speaking with a whole group of several extra dimensional entities for 5-10 minutes 'time'. I also vaguely remember angelic singing, people saying very, very spiritual things which are essentially ineffable. Later, my mother said I was completely incoherent for about an hour.
All of a sudden someone said "you are alive, you are breathing".
Around this time I felt myself start to come down. Within 3-4 hours, I was much more coherent and could focus reasonably well. They kept me overnight for observation and I feel fantastic today, no side effects.
Disclaimer: I am not encouraging anyone to try a dose my size or the use of DMT in general. I am merely warning anyone that insists on looking past all the risks involved be extremely cautious and start small when ingesting orally with an MAOI.
For a short time, the high set in and I had a beautiful experience. I felt as though I could float or fly. Gravity seemed like an alien concept to me. I felt so fantastic and spiritual that I wished it would last 5 hours. It certainly did, because the trip surged even further around 10 minutes later to the point it started turning bad. I started to think I might be dying, so I dialed 911.
By the time they got there, I was convinced I was dying or already dead, in the life review process. By the time the ambulance was leaving, I couldn't feel a pulse on my wrist. I thought the ambulance would be my chariot/Great Way of the Spirit, so I asked the ambulance driver if I had died.
At this point I started having a truly spiritual experience, the ambulance driver's speech patterns changed. It was the same voice but a completely alien persona. I begged him to help me get the powerful brew out of my stomach which he replied matter of fact "you have no stomach". He told me I had indeed, died. My pulse seemed to drop to none, I couldn't feel it on my wrist anymore. I heard a disembodied angelic voice 'sing' my first and last name, my DOB, and my death date, May 23rd 2013. I asked if I could go back? He said maybe.
By the time I got to the hospital, the effects were even more strong. There were different medical professionals there, but there was 'someone else' layered over each 3D entity. I theorize it was perception of their higher selves or perhaps some portion of my guidance system was finally rendering some kind of tangible assistance for the situation.
By this time, my mother had showed up to the hospital. Except it wasn't her, it was my higher self/holy spirit. It was just my mother but also this angel/guide/extra dimensional being overlaid over her. This persona was a much more commanding personality, yet it was the kindest soul I have ever met. The other extra dimensional entities were only vaguely responsive.
She said she could help bring me back, since I didn't want to leave yet. Right at this point the trip must have hit it's crescendo. It was like the hospital room was overlayed with another reality, one which featured another, somehow different hospital room. I asked if my moving my arms and legs and breathing was an illusion, and I was laying dead in the gurney, which was replied with my main guide with a 'yes'. All the medical staff watching me started shaking their heads and unplugging the machines from me. They started leaving the room and started treating me like a dead body. I started asking them if I was still alive and nobody even flinched at my question and flailing arms and legs.
This was the point where a new person came in and told me that 'sorry, we couldn't save your body'. After this, it becomes a bit fuzzy, but I remember speaking with a whole group of several extra dimensional entities for 5-10 minutes 'time'. I also vaguely remember angelic singing, people saying very, very spiritual things which are essentially ineffable. Later, my mother said I was completely incoherent for about an hour.
All of a sudden someone said "you are alive, you are breathing".
Around this time I felt myself start to come down. Within 3-4 hours, I was much more coherent and could focus reasonably well. They kept me overnight for observation and I feel fantastic today, no side effects.
Disclaimer: I am not encouraging anyone to try a dose my size or the use of DMT in general. I am merely warning anyone that insists on looking past all the risks involved be extremely cautious and start small when ingesting orally with an MAOI.
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