DOSE:	2 g	oral	Mushrooms
	200 mg	oral	MDMA
	130 mg	vaporized	DMT
	repeated	smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

170 lb

When I woke up that day I did not anticipate what I was to encounter later that night. Though going on a psychedelic journey was looming in my subconscious, I didn't really have any true intentions of doing so anytime soon. Or so I thought. That is, until the spontaneous smack of Universal inspiration and wonder came crashing over me after listening to some Terence McKenna talks that evening. And hey, I had the tools I needed, so why not get to work? (Fast forward a little.)

I had already ingested 2g of mushrooms (Azurescens) and 200mg of MDMA and was feeling deeply centered. I had uplifting music playing (Peace Reprise and Awakening by Darpan), Palo Santo burning, and was sitting in lotus position on my couch with the speakers booming behind me. In my highly shroomy situation, coupled with some really good fucking MDMA, which, together induced an inspired state of flow with what I would call the intentional force of the Universe, I found it very easy to come to the conclusion that if I was to explore the mystery, it was in my best interest to surrender and dive in.

Originally, I was only going to smoke 100mg of DMT, but the Universe decided to kick an extra 30 on the scale and I wasn't going to argue. As I watched it melt and and vaporize in that little glass ball, I drew the pipe to my lips, and in that moment I felt the archetypal connection I had with every other person who had ever done this. All moments in which this act had ever occurred - past, present, and future aligned and it was as if there was only one Dmt smoker hidden under the guise of various aspects of self throughout time.

After deeply inhaling the third toke, I managed to set down the pipe before reality began to shatter into pieces like a jigsaw puzzle. With my head leaning back, eyes probably rolling into my skull, and my mouth gaping in astonishment, I shed my body like a snake, launching my consciousness out of my mouth and into a fractalized, geometric reflection of the same event - a thousand times over - until all angles of possibility condensed into a impossible singularity which exploded, filling my perception with an ancient, multidimensional intelligence that surged through ever fiber of my being, sending my arms, fingers, and head flailing in to a twisting geometric contortion of gestures resembling that of a tutting-Egyptian-octopus-tree. Like tetris, my extremities interlocked, folded, unfolded, and shifted as if along a grid encompassing my upper body. All I could do was surrender and bear witness to this alien force that was bringing my body to involuntary animation. I felt as if I was being symbolically communicated with through physical gestures, feelings, and visions of myself shapeshifting into mythological beasts and deities. I was in the archetypal realm experiencing myself as the trickster, Durga, the magician, Ganesh, the shaman, Shakti, the creator and destroyer etc, all the while my arms and fingers are writhing around my body like Egyptian serpents dancing and fractalizing to the songs of a snake charmer. In my tactile French, a booming, hyperdimensional giggle radiated from the force within. As the unmistakable alien presence dissipated, what felt like a million arms and fingers, each with trillions of bifurcations, began to disassemble from their geometric positions like an autobot transforming into a car until I was left with nothing, but a shimmering memory quickly fading in detail.

For the rest of the night, my mouth hung open in awe and wonder of what the fuck had happened.
Do hyperdimensional beings, aliens, or spirits exist? Shit, if that wasn't one, then I don't know what is.
Cheers.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 108051
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 20
Published: Dec 13, 2019	Views: 686
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