I hope you've got a few minutes to spare, as I like to wax lyrical on detail sometimes. Enjoy

A friend of mine was brewing something smelling of ammonia one night (EDIT: it was actually vinegar, damn it stunk!) when I dropped in and on query, answered he was making DMT. Wow! I had no idea then how it was made and upon further inquiry, spoke of acidifying into a salt form, basifying, extracting using liquid hydrocarbons.. it all went over my head. He said he knew of a patch of Acacia trees a couple hours drive away where he would get some bark, bring it back and grind it up by hand and then perform home chemisty to end up with white crystals. Amazing. I still think of him as something of an alchemist.

Needless to say, one day he produced for my wife and I a shot glass covered in cling-wrap with perhaps a thimble's worth of what appeared to be an off-white coloured 'substance'. My wife said it smelt of moth balls, I thought it smelt somehow 'plasticky' .. so we stored it in the freezer, this 'gift'.

Up until that point I'd experienced dozens of LSD trips, some quite intense and some with my wife. A few fairly strong doses of Psilocybin, again some with my wife. Had smoked pot for about 5 years, gave it away when I became dependant. Sporadic use of ecstacy/speed/ice (shudder). Ketamine only once! We had a 5 month old boy at the time who we decided to have baby sat by the same friend and his wife (with their 2 kids), knowing full well that having to deal with a waking baby would likely interrupt the mood.

Let me just interject at this point by saying that my wife and I are responsible parents and always ensure the safety and well-being of our child comes first, in whatever our endeavours which at the age of 31, are nowhere near as often as they were when I was in my early 20's - single/dating/unattached etc. Nowadays I work for an employer who conducts regular prohibited substance testing and I like my job too much to merely drop/smoke/snort it away.

So, being avid fans of the psychedelic electronica ensemble known as 'Sphongle', we decided to have that playing in the background as we often would during other substance-enhanced journeys of the mind. It was a clear night and comfortable enough to wear light pants and t-shirt outside on the patio. We lit candles and turned off the lights, burnt 'nag champa' incense and even erected a small shrine to Shiva.

I created a bed of mulled wormwood in the bowl of a newly made bong and not knowing how to properly dose it, placed a small amount of spice on top; covering it with a light sprinkling of more wormwood. Anxiously, we left the loaded bong to sit for about half an hour while my wife and I contemplated what we were about to do. After some discussion, silence and calming thoughts, we decided I would take the first hit.

Immediately after blowing out a long lungful, the world filled with colour and form. The barrier between 'here' and 'there' became apparent as a full spectrum split into a rainbow of colour not unlike the way a prism splits a beam of white light into the full spectrum of reds, blues, greens etc. I was entirely aware of where I was, what had just occurred and what was now happening. I was vaguely aware of the presence of some sort of 'intelligence' but as soon as I tried to focus on it, the veil of the world began to return. The effect began to wear off after only minutes and I decided it was nowhere near enough. My wife took a similar hit and after some discussion and reflection we decided to double the dose.

So it was then that on the second dose, I was plummeted through this 'barrier' like a cosmonaut punching through the atmosphere into space. No sooner had I emptied my lungs of a thick cloud of smoke that I 'travelled' at a great speed and upon 'landing', I opened my eyes as time dilated back to what seemed observable. I was also unconsciously intoning sounds and as I raised or lowered the pitch slightly, so it would effect the rate at which observable time would pass. Looking around me with new eyes, I saw the patio around me filled with colour and geometric shapes so much so that I was entirely unsure where I was with eyes open or closed. I saw in the ground a metre away from me something like a machine of cogs, wheels and pulley being operated by 2 or 3 dwarf-like creatures, it was under the level of the ground inside a transparent orange cube a couple metres to a side and it's purpose was unknown. Around me on all sides were hundreds and thousands of colourful eyes, yet a face of sorts appeared and greeted me. It seemed to be this barrier and he was the 'gatekeeper'; I was on the other side of it looking in. His face was almost child-like, without signs of age and made entirely of eyes/awareness. Hard to describe I'm sure you'll appreciate!

I heard nothing like english, it was perhaps a shrill series of rapidly changing notes. It was more feelings. Next to me on the ground was a can of insect repellent and this 'barrier' focused on it with fear and distrust, so I found myself pushing it back out of the way and assuring this 'gatekeeper' that it was OK. I felt guilty for it even being there. I wanted to tell my wife what I was seeing but words failed me. There were shadows of other 'things' flitting in front of my view but I could not see them well enough. I remember standing and looking behind me towards what appeared to be the source of a high-pitched tone but it was obscured from me. I sat down again and within a few minutes, the barrier seemed to slowly recede and the prism of colours which sat along the 'edges' of everything became shorter in width. It appeared to be like a film of multi-layered, multi-coloured plastic which was shrink-wrapped on everything around me, even the sky. The ability to form words returned and I reassured my concerned wife that I was OK but dumbfounded! She soon took a similar sized hit and returned about 5 minutes later.

The third hit was to be the biggest yet and to be the last as my wife and I portioned off equal amounts.

I took a single enormous drag and by the end of the long toke I was beginning to struggle for air, at the beginning of my exhale I blasted off into hyperspace and for a few moments was in a 'void', unaware of anything. As I re-emerged some time later I became aware of several elf-like entities. They were the size of children with fine features which were difficult to make out among the multitude of colours and shifting forms. My wife later told me I was again intoning ॐ 'om' with a sliding, varying pitch, looking around with an amazed expression.

Details are sketchy as this happened about a year and a half ago now but one thing happened which has stayed with me. One elf-entity, a female came up to me with her baby and let me hold it. It was simply gorgeous and any parent could tell you the admiration they have for their own children; this is what I felt. A face full of eyes and smiles is the best I can describe it. She sat next to me on the left and together we looked upon our 'baby' with awe. Somehow I felt protective of it and cradled my arms, as though it were my own son. It was a cosmic child, beautiful in all ways and we were all raising it together. I tried to look at her but she was more of a silhouette in form, definitely next to me at shoulder height. Off in the distance there were a few other groups of 'elves' and other entities who seemed weary of me and my intentions, others were more curious and smiled. This baby cooed and ahh'ed in the same shrill language I heard in the previous breakthrough.

The scene began to fade and they were sad I was leaving, I reassured them that one day.. one day, I would return. That day is yet to happen but I intend on honouring that promise.

Before all effects had worn off, I got up and headed onto the grass in the backyard. Looking up I saw a clear night sky with a vista of the starlit universe before me. A realisation dawned on me as I looked up, I remembered.. I remembered! I saw up there a cosmic family, there was Father and Mother and other siblings of which I was a part of. In that moment I felt like a child of the Universe who had suddenly remembered where he was born; of the stars. The atmosphere above me was almost milky, like fluid and it was lit by the moon; by Luna. She was with me. I saw the eyes of Mother and Father and the stars moved to form eyes and faces. He smiled down on me and I was in awe. Speechless. I slumped to my knees and sobbed with joy. I felt like a part of, not alone down here in the Primaterial Plane but part of a lineage of energy, of souls endlessly searching through time and space for the vast magnitude of experience. I felt love and was humbled in that moment.

I stayed there as long as I could, some 10 minutes or so on my back, intoning experimental 'oms' on the grass until the vision faded and again I saw the familiar milky way. I felt a certain significance between the tone of my 'om' and the way the stars seemed to shift, almost changing phase states. I am yet to fully integrate the esoteric meaning of that vibrational energy. I have since looked up at that vista on Psilocybin and seen the same vista of our real family but nowhere near as intense as that night on DMT.



So there you have it. It is an experience that has forever changed me and rather than answer any questions, it has posed many more in my mind. I am not one to immediately proclaim the true existence of alien life, however I am aware that my experience is not too dissimilar to others out there. Curiouser and curiouser!

Namaste,

-FF

Plenty of views.. any, um, thoughts?

Pretty impressive that the bark of the Rainbow Tree held true to its name when extracted and pyrolized by said alchemist.

Seems like powerful medicine.

I wonder how similar a cold (Phosphorus-acidified) water extract would seem.

Blessings.

Beautiful experience thanks for sharing. I've looked up at the sky and felt the comfort, the mystery and the awe. You had the experience or interacting with entities, holding the child, seeing a gatekeeper, how surreal was that and were you gone or somewhat grounded here?

Great experience! Sounds like it was a great time.. I hope to one day find a woman who enjoys joining me on my psychedelic trips.

Beautiful report. Thank you.

Hurry up and go again. I want to read some more.

Epic.

Well done brother... and welcome to the Nexus.

Considering how difficult it can be to have such breakthrough experiences even when you know what you are doing, the fact that you were able to make it work and interact functionally says a lot about you and your wife. I can feel your love for the cosmic family... and have respect for your conscientious and responsible approach.

I have no doubt that when you want to visit this space again, you will be eminently successful and might get to answer some of your new questions. Of course, those will likely be replaced by even more esoteric ones... but that is the nature of the beast.

Your toning and pitch modulation technique is a powerful one. If you can master it a bit more, and have enough opportunities to play with it, you will find that such an artform will give you enhanced abilities to interact with and navigate the sacred space. Finding the multitude of states between "eyes open" and "eyes closed" is also quite useful. With practice, you can dial in a squint to focus on specific multi-dimensional realms that inhabit the same general area of Hyperspace.

All the best, FF... be well.

I was somewhat grounded where I sat for the latter half of each journey, aware I was an entity interacting with the goings on around me yet it was quite foreign and for some of it I was unsure where or who I was..

When holding the child, I felt it in my own arms. So whether I was merely aware of my own bodily form and hyperspace 'came to me' or I was able to bring along an energetic form of myself to wherever I went, I'm unsure. I'm not even sure if this qualifies as a 'breakthrough' in the eyes of some, due to what seemed to me an awareness of my own form and confidence in my ability to interact, project and receive. Perhaps my ego did not allow such a shattering of my self-perception.

But the tone and pitch modulation I made unknowingly, is a key to something.. I know it. I was blessed for this to be revealed to me, or at least to have become aware of something I may have already known.

It's got me thinking again and I'd like to look into it a bit more before I journey again

Thanks for all your kind and encouraging words. Hyperspace Fool, you got me thinking now!

-FF

wow,thank you so much for your great positive input here. I want to read part two. Any discourse from your wife ? Did she have something to say here ? I am ready to fly but have no wings yet, still studying the engineering needed for fuel. Have you thought of extracting yourself.
Keep posting brother
Kind regards from WA

If my wife ever wishes to share her experience, then she shall. I could render an impression, second hand but not quite my own of course; best it would be left for her.

Extracting myself? But of course, working on locating some Acacia Maidenii or potentially A. obtusifolia. I got some Mimosa Hostilis and Phalaris Aquatica seeds also however, it is a project best begun in the new year after we've moved house.. then I can cultivate and go wandering for familiar shrubs and trees! Either way, I hope to have teased out some spice from within natures cornucopia sometime mid 2012

-FF