Experiences - MDMA + DMT Experience

[Lysergic-Sponge]

A few days ago a bunch of zany little Gnomes told my Siamese Fighting Fish an interesting story that I wanted to share with you:

Daily Intake: Vitamin B Complex, Vitamin C, Omega 3, Calcium & Magnesium, 5-htp and 150mg of Bupropion (Zyban) for swim's Adult ADD condition.
Dosage: 100mg 5-htp and 2400mg Piracetam taken 4 hours prior to ingestion of the MDMA.
+4:00hr 140mg of %100 Pure MDMA Crystals, parachuted with a glass of water.
+4:10hr already feeling the effects seems like this is going to hit me quite strong.
+4:50 Swim is coming up on a very Intense MDMA peak unlike anything it has ever experienced. The speedy edge seemed absent but the forceful bliss and euphoria made it cry out of pure joy. Swim had never in its life cried from any dose of MDMA. Instead of the forceful happy blissful feeling swim usually get from MDMA It is experiencing a mushroomesque spiritual state of consciousness, as opposed to the plastic euphoria that comes with this molecule. It seems the Piracetam actually does work!
+5:00hr the peak has plateaud, and lost quite a bit of its intensity. This seems strange as swim usually gets to this state after about 2 hours. The speediness is nearly non-existent, and I attribute both the lack of stimulation and the shortened length of the platuea to the Piracetam pre-load.
+5:10 Swim takes one more 800mg Cap of Piracetam to increase lucidity of what is about to come
+5:30hr Swim decides to parachute a 100mg booster dose of MDMA.
+6:00hr The booster dose has peaked, with much less intensity as always , but the added stimulation of the booster does is not present, just a blissful content state.

The DMT
Swim writes this part of the report quite differently as time and relativity, reality and self definition is totally obliterated and there is no way swim could discern how long it took and how it happened...
+6:30 swim loaded 45mg of Pure Synthetic DMT into a glass pipe, place it in front of it as It meditated for a few minutes. It puts on Around the World in a Tea Daze by Shpongle, and utters a small prayer to the cosmos to be gentle with it as swim prepares for its flight into Hyperspace. Swim takes 1 continuous deep and long toke, and vaporizes all of the DMT. Swim hold's its breath for 15-20 seconds as It puts the pipe down and Ascends into the DMT dome with unparallel speed and intensity. As It's rushing through the known cosmos, It hear a tear, the tearing of the fabric of reality. As space totally rips apart revealing the domed walls of hyperspace. The Shpongle track playing is immensely distorted into a jingle like a circus theme.
Ahead was an entirely ludicrous, tensile, concentric, mandala like disco-medusa that wore about it a Technicolor dream coat of fibrillating antennae, surrounded by an ultraviolet aura. Instantly swim could tell it was alive: some sort of a sentinel.
Swim is suddenly in the presence of a huge entity, mantis like with many limbs and two huge bulging alien type eyes, looking down upon it. Swim is overcome with such a feeling of wonderment and awe It finds it hard to concentrate on anything. Swim feels like an infant, a baby in a crib tripping out on the unimaginably impossible self transforming toys that dangle above swim constantly re-arranging and transforming themselves with infinite complexity. The Mantis, definitely has a feminine presence, Swim believe's that this is its mother, or mother of collective humanity. Normally swim has a fear of insects but from this mantis like entity swim only feels waves of love, compassion and wisdom, waves of pure bliss wash over swim as the mantis plays with these toys that keep transforming themselves in utterly impossible ways that absolutely boggle the mind. The toys and the mantis are communicating with swim but with a language that is unexplainable. This linguistic system that they are using to communicate is powerfully visual and deeply telepathic, they explain things directly into swim's mind, and as they do, impossible objects are formed out of the nonethingness of hyperspace to solidify the meaning behind the thought conveyed. Hyperspace is alive with millions of these high tech self transforming machine elves, constantly morphing into such hi-tech sci-fi structures that swim could not even begin to explain the complexity of this organic and organismic machinery.
Swim had absolutely no idea what It was looking at, swim was completely flabbergasted...
Swim's ontological perspective of reality was so powerfully and radically altered that all swim could do was stare in infantile bewilderment as It beheld the impossible. Swim stared in utter awe as the universe unfolded and refolded in such bizarre dimensions continuously morphing far beyond the speed of thought, right there before swim's very eyes!
They were still cruising along at the speed of light, now descending backwards together through an amoeboid, octahedral gallery of iridescent vaults. It was at this moment that swim became suddenly aware they were not alone. The vaults seemed to zoom explosively outward then and the gallery expanded ad infinitum into a gargantuan, labyrinthine, almost interstellar space, and through every vault poured the miraculous and zany imps who make the tryptamine hyperdimension their home
Swim had a very definite feeling that It was in this place before, this place before life and after death, this place of infinity and wonderment.
While all this was happening the domed room they were in was constantly transforming itself, its angular dimensions constantly shifting to reveal more, there seemed no end to the dimensions we passed during this high velocity contact from the beyond.
The colors were beyond anything imaginable. Infinite new, unnamed colors shifting and undulating with infinite complexity, spectral balls of energy bouncing around this multi-dimensional room and sped through hyperspace. These machine elves and the mantis mother were telling swim to watch and learn. To concentrate and not be bewildered, they kept telling swim to let go of everything, to accept the nature of reality. Swim vaguely remembers fighting or struggling with something, then deciding to let go. The moment swim did, waves of ecstasy washed over it, for an eternal split nanosecond swim was enlightened, it was the ultimate Samadhi. It was an eternity of such bliss and understanding that swim has no reference point to explain the experience.
At this point the glorious geometries transcended what is even vaguely feasible in this three dimensional mundane existence, constantly concrescing into new and variegated permutations, exfoliating out of themselves what might be called hyperspherologies of the divine, and to look anywhere was to be shot clean through with scintillating amazement. Crowding and cramming themselves into swim's field of vision were thousands upon thousands of beings of every imaginable sort and many that were completely unimaginable. They were everywhere jabbering in indecipherable tongues, juggling incandescent neon micro worlds of dancing beings, and morphing with a Zen-like, diaphanous fluidity that remains a primal miracle no matter how often you lay your all too human (or fish) eyes on it. The primordial intelligence being manifest before swim was palpable, undeniable, transcendently amazing - it shook swim to its core in a more-than-real gleeful profundity. All swim could do was sit there in divine liquid awe, swim's soul gaping wide open, and stare at the incalculable proportions of bizarreness and the downright weird that lay before it. It was like being entertained by the 87,000 piece orchestra of an alien civilization in whose classical music each note is not merely a musical tone, but an entire world, each just as intricate and nuancical as our own. swim had a sense of being swarmed by the whimsical mastermind art forms of an extremely eccentric Boolean contortionist, a diabolical merry go round of linguistic Rubix cubes, 13th dimensional millipedes saying themselves to themselves as they make love, and impossible Gordian knots dancing the jitterbug at a lyrical light speed: a gelatinous ballet of endlessly self-juxtaposing pirouettes. Swim realized all at once it has arrived and is now having darshan with this gigantically insectoid, otherworldly Oz.
The presence of what is awesome, what is wildly and passionately and luminously alive, filled every meridian in the vast continent of swim's expanded being, an intensity of joy and love and life coursing like heavenly ambrosia through swim's electrified veins. It was as though swim was god, moving through liquid ecologies of god, the self-crystallizing emerald labyrinths of the tryptamine dreamtime, a marvelous infinitum of plasmoidal calisthenics. What occurred was a total meltdown of everything swim know's and holds dear, utter surrender into the honeycomb love womb of the universe reborn, born anew in a thousand unendingly magnificent eyes, swim's five senses spinning like a zillion gyroscopes round the centripetal amethyst of this all and everything.
At this point swim opened its eyes and noticed It was writhing and groaning in ecstasy, however swim noted that It was not in its room, in its house the hyperspace behind swim's closed eyelids had actually materialized all around it. It was Unbelievable.
The speed and intensity of the experience, the magnificent colors and patterns, the sheer total alien otherness of it, the contact with something that was definitely not swim is testament to the fact that Nothing on this world, no experience no matter how intense or lovely can even come close to the DMT flash, It is like being struck by divine lightning (yes...noetic too), a teleportation to a land where logic, physics, reality and self definition is totally irrelevant. The Absurdity of the whole experience is so overwhelming, the implications and meanings conveyed so complex, The visual aspect so vibrant and utterly impossible to comprehend, that when the fall back from hyperspace begins, it’s nearly impossible to remember anything or hold onto any ideas, thought or remnants from that other dimension of incomprehensible surreal absurdity.
Swim was there, and then swim was back - zap like before - swim was back before It even knew It was back, the dimensions subsiding very quickly within it as the last few molecules of DMT were cracked wide open and gone. The room before swim buzzed and shimmered like the most unlikely dream. The world? Oh yes - I remember - I like it there. Hello house, hello room, hello computer and bed. You look so normal and good. But wait, something just happened. What was that thing? Oh YES, OH MY LORD YES.....everything was still a shimmering mind mirage of bliss and joy and awe. WOW...... I think swim said that: WOW......
After an hour of meditation and another half hour of deep contemplation on what had just transpired, swim decided to repeat the experiment, with the same music, same does same surroundings, with eyes open during the whole trance. This is what shocked swim to its deepest core... What happened was every similar of the account swim wrote, maybe a little less intense but equally reality shattering, but swim could not simply believe that all this happened with its eyes wide open, it was like swim's house swim's room, swim's reality was instantly transformed into a surrealistic psychedelic high tech Technicolor wonderland filled to the brim with unimaginable divinity.
From these experiences, swim has to say DMT is quite truly the most accessible of the deep psychedelic states; and in terms of the practical, empirical analysis of one’s own shamanic journeys, this is by far the ‘easiest’ landscape to traverse that swim has encountered.

Reputation Comments on this post:

	Great report. Spacing between paragraphs would make it easier on the eyes. Also, this may be better suited under the dru...
	good report
	Excellent report, the detail was FANTASTIC
	Great report. :)
	Very detailed MDMA + DMT experience. Give us more!

[podge]

Amazing report, excellent detail. Welcome back from hyperspace. Keep us updated on further exploration !

[Metomni]

Amazing report, sir.

[Lysergic-Sponge]

Thanks

My fish is pissed at finding out too late about the Mass Hyperspace Launch...

It also has other memories of intense mushroom filled valleys flowing with Lysergic waterfalls. It just needs to sort through its Akashic records to find them.