Hello one and all!
Introductions can be a generic affair; boring, empty, superficial. I'm going to try my best to avoid that, because a forum like this deserves nothing less!
First off, I have not taken DMT, and neither do I have plans to take it in the near future. What then, you might ask, am I doing here? Well, it comes down to a certain quality that arises out of singular experiences like those produced by DMT. The way I see it, other psychedelic substances leave room for the user to ignore the proverbial deep-end of the experiential pond and wade around in the reeds without ever venturing further out.
I've met plenty of people who eat mushrooms but still don't "get it." To them it's all pretty lights and goofy thoughts. Of course, there's nothing wrong with laughing until your jaw cracks, but when that's as deep as you go you're making a mountain into a molehill! These are tools that should be used to challenge the psyche, change the experiencer, and dive down to the silty waters where all boundaries dissolve.
DMT, of all the psychedelics, seems to excel at forcing people to do just that.
Once upon a time, I took a shot of shredded mushrooms in a glass of straight lemon extract. In my life, up until that point, time had proceeded linearly. Action followed action, cause and effect, in an ever-increasing chain of events I called my life. That is, until that night.
I went in with mixed intentions, half-conscious. On the one hand, I was looking for something spectacular to take me out of my dreary life, and, on the other hand, I was also just looking to have a good time.
So, when the chain broke and I suddenly found myself occupying multiple points of time and space at once, I panicked. No one told me this could happen! I tried to fight it, but I was totally overpowered. My psyche sank deeper and deeper, down from the island of the ego into the deep oceanic trench for which there are no words. From below the surface, I became aware of all the other islands, collective humanity, and I could see the illusory nature of their apparent individuality. Under the water, all the islands ran together into the same ocean floor.
In my infinitely expanding awareness, I was every individual that had or would ever exist. Among these individuals existed a special breed, the psychonauts, the leading edge of experience, the divers who traversed the depths to bring novelty back into the collective consciousness. Most special of all, of course, were the DMT users, of this I was keenly aware.
And it's true. Here at this forum, there's an attitude, a spectacular combination of genuine empathy and gymnastic intellectualism, that is very rare to find. That's why I'm drawn here! Will I ever take DMT? I don't know. I certainly don't rule it out! That night, three years ago, I swore shrooms off forever, but life is a curious thing, and here I am, roaming the woods and enjoying that peculiar nutty taste and spongy texture once again.
Well, there's my introduction! I could have rattled off superfluous facts like that I'm 21-going-on-22, living in the U.S., finishing up undergrad school with two majors and a minor, planning on going to graduate school for Native American Studies, and fighting daily to reclaim my mind from the socially-conditioned malaise that pervades it, but what does any of that really tell you about anything?
The most important thing you can know about me, maybe the only important thing, is that, beneath my anxious, quiet exterior, I have a genuine will to change and explore. I think that's the most important quality any human being can have.
Peace, Love, etc.,
Beelzebozo
(Beelzebub + Bozo the clown, it's a Bill Hicks reference)
Quote:I have come to believe that in the world there is nothing to explain the world.
―Loren Eiseley