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A coworker of mine figured out how to put dmt into a pen long long ago. He used to rip it waiting tables all the time. Insanely smart guy who came from money and just had the job so his parents wouldnt get mad. He came back to the restaurant a couple years later and i was the GM. He handed me a pen and said “want to rip that in the closet for old times sake?” The closet being this little spot behind the bar that we used to vape weed (before it was a thing, the guy was a mad scientist). I thought it was just weed and we were slow, one hit couldnt hurt. I take a big rip and realize quickly that it was dmt. Had to stay in the closet for 10 long minutes and pray that no employees went looking for me. I came back out and gave it back and just said “you son of a bitch”
I’m in.
Sane in the membrane
That’s how DMT was described to me by a friend who tried it.
The taste is awful but you do get to see God so eh
Unironically. It showed me that either I was contacting something much greater than myself or, as Lon Milo DuQuette put it “It’s all in your head—you just have no idea how big your head is”
Of course it’s all in your head. And as far as you know, so is everything else. Your head is pretty great.
But yeah, I was an atheist until DMT showed me it’s not that simple.
Once you grok reality tunnels, nothing is ever quite that simple ever again. 10/10, would recommend
I’ll take your brain to another dimension. Pay close attention.
You’re gonna send me to outer space?
Fiiiind another race.
I’m gonna send him to outer space
Just let me grab my ironed shirt.
Whoops that’s salvia!
If weed is a walk in the part, mushrooms are climbing a hill, and acid is a hike up a mountain, salvia is skydiving
I saw a room turn into 20 rooms before with some fun time manipulation shit, I was terrified I loved it
