AcaciaAustralis

Hello! This is a post from a shy friend of mine: I'm new to this site and joined as I feel compelled to share where I'm at with my psychadelic joirney, specifically with DMT. I have done acid and shrooms a few times, but only 3 tries at DMT. Each time I have extended further into it and I'm working up to number 4. First time, a friend sandwiched some crystal in a pipe for me. Sitting in a chair out the back of my house, unceremoniously I hit it, but didn't finish it. I remember looking at my friend, who was blabbering about something I couldn't understand. His face looked completely different, like a cartoon. Everything was bubbly and petterny a bit like acid. A bush in my yard was looking at me like Bowser from Mario games. The grass was alternating up and down in a pattern I'd never seen before. Then, I realised I could turn my head, and it was as if I was creating the world as it entered my field of vision. That was an amazing feeling, all I was looking at was a brick wall but it was a sensation I've never come across. I came back to normal after 10 mins or so, and went about my day with some lingering bubbles coming through for a short time. Second time, I had some changa in my bedroom with the same friend trip sitting. I meditated, made the space nice, packed a pipe and hit it a few times. I wanted to treat it as an experiment and just a trip, as thinking of it as more than that scared me, although I readied myself to let go for days and weeks leading up. So rather than get lots in at once, I took my time. First thing was the sound, collapsing to a flatline, it was beautifully quiet - like being udnerwater. Then the spacials around me. Items around my room seemed to be coming closer or moving away, but occupying the same amount of my vision. I sat on my couch and took it all in. At some point I decided to try meditating. I closed my eyes and am not exactly sure what I experienced or felt. Later when thinking back on this moment, I remembered a very gentle force to my right just taking my shoulder to go somewhere, and something inside me resisted in the tiniest way. The force left. I opened my eyes and looked at my lap. The clothes I was wearing looked as if all the fibres were moving - flowing along their lines - kind of serpentine. It was nice. I came back and felt good. The third time I had a bit more. Had a different friend sitting, who is a bit more respectful of psychadelics. I loaded a bong with changa and hit it once hard. Held it in for as long as I could, and I remember seeing patterns around and thinking, 'wow, it's coming on fast'. Less than a moment later I dropped my head and eyes and went into it. I remember seeing the hoodie I was wearing - with my university logo on it, upside down - with the lower half of my vision, and the top half where my eyes were half closed, I saw pattern of lines, like a billowing curtain, of different reds and oranges. It was swirling towards me. I thought to myself - why is this happening. I had forgotten I'd taken a drug. But I was calm and knew it would only be for 15 minutes. Time was very strange at this point, and many layers seemed to be happening at once. I had the overarching feeling that everything that had ever happened was for the purpose of creating this moment now, and that it was perfect. I remembered that I had set up blankets and pillows behind me, and I lay back and nesteled into them. I then felt myself mentally recalling parts of my life, and being told in some way that I could not take them. They were being removed from me, one by one, like strips taken off me. My school? Nope. Family? Nope. Job? Nope. In one moment there was completely nothing. I don't remember what happened in that moment but there was no me. I didn't go anywhere or see anything. At some point I remembered myself back in my room, and though, yeah, I'm ready to go back. I came back to my body and was again aware of the space around me. I smiled.  This had only been a couple of minutes to my friend, who seeing me smiling decided to finish my bowl. I heard them hit it, and mustered the sense to whisper the only thing I thought relevant - 'Just let go'. I think then I just lay there sighing "oh my god'. Feelign amazing, like I'd learnt some big secret. That was about a month ago. There's a trepidation that arises when I think about doing it again. It will happen when it's meant to happen. I have a source for crystal, but would really rather make my own. Hard to find a suitable Acacia where I am. Thanks for listening and for all those who have shared. It's all been a great part of my journey.