I guess i'll start by explaining how I ended up here.
My friend let me borrow Daniel Pinchbeck's 'Breaking Open the Head'. if you havn't read this book, I would suggest doing so. It's a book on shamanism/ modern shamanism/ ethnobotany/ and a man's own psychedelic experiance. Anyhow there is a chapter entitled 'I Smoked DMT'. It didn't so much make me want to go out and try it right then and there, but it placed a seed in the back of my mind. Over the next few months, it would sporadically be offered to me, after shows, but I felt I wasnt ready, or something was holding me back.
Now for the past few years I feel I've been searching. Searching for answers, love, inspiration, acceptance, myself,god, my soul, my voice, spinning in circles, coming up with empty hands. I've done a handful of psychedelics in the past few years. I've had lots of experience with mushrooms, lsd-i've had my ups and downs, 2-cb and 2-ci, MDMA, and now DMT. I feel after my first breakthrough i'm back at square one, still asking questions, sometimes getting answers where I least expect, mostly getting more questions.
I get off of work one night, and go over to a friends house. There are a few people partying, drinking, i was tired and decided not to drink. A mutual friend showed up as the party was dying out and I heard him say something about blasting off once everyone was gone. I asked him about it and told him I had never tried it before and without even asking he set me up and I was doing it with him. Didnt break through that first time, but I have twice since.
I now know what I am doing with my life. I've cut my drinking back by 95%, im working on quitting cigarettes. I've been writing and making music, just doing what I love with my free time. I'm done doing what everyone expects of me. I just feel the need to share whatever I have to offer, and trust that things will keep falling into place.