Afterlife With A Crossing Guard: My DMT Journey

Dave and I warmed up the vaporizor, sat up on his bed, pillows down, ready to go. Once prepared, we drew the longest hits we could, held them in, and each hit catapulted us furtherrr... I felt like I was on shrooms after the first hit! With my eyes open, I can see very fine details, recognizing all of the energy as it is: information; all images of such refracting into my eyes from the light coated landscape of a familiar environment. Ordinary objects, alive with energy, refracting light from endless angles as my sense of depth perception morphed along with these bending rays of light. I was bending. Looking at my hands, I felt like I could see deeper than my skin. And I sensed a deep familiarity with the happenstance surrounding me possessing a hand in the first place. Deeper than this lifetime, I felt connected with an ancestry of hand-wielding persons along the lines of time.

The vape kept hitting, and so we decided to take a few more hits, lay down and close our eyes. The ordinary darkness behind closed eyes was non-existent, and instead was replaced by an extraordinary, physically alien landscape, made of geometrical patterns that were vibrant and alive with memory, archetypal imagery, and the confident presence of a totally aware intelligence existing in the knowing of eternal life. And it flowed through in me and through out me. I sensed a great feeling of familiarity with this presence, as I knew intuitively that this was a much greater part of us all, connecting us all. I sensed the lives of anyone who ever lived within this intelligence, each life memory being like a feedback loop to the total experiences of us all, each of us generating raw experience to be collectively processed into a magnificent Divine Mind much greater than can be known.

After what I guess could have been a few minutes of observing this brilliant landscape, a very clear and distinct entity approached quite suddenly and alarmed me, for his quickness and totally alien appearance brought shock over me. It appeared to me as a Praying Mantis not much bigger than me, but full of strangeness. Its texture and color was like fire, but it didn't seem like actual fire. Aware of it's presence and curiosity with me, I greeted it as positively as I could, trying not to appear as though it upset me. I felt like it was scanning me in quite a cold manner, and without positive reinforcement as to what it was doing. I felt my heart rate go so high that I even felt my sense of mortality dwindling as I felt like my physical body could not handle the energy or something. Perhaps I was in the grip of my own fear. This fear put me in a protective stance, and I crossed my arms at my heart, and called upon my spirit guides. My biosurvival anxiety put my self back into my body.

So I opened my eyes, hoping I would be able to wake up, and I asked Dave how he was doing. I realized I was OK. He told me he was good and that he was seeing landscapes and wanted to go back in because he thought he hadn't quite broken through yet. I finally told him that I broke through. I told him I saw an alien and it was inspecting me. He told me he sensed a presence that was inspecting him as well! Describing it as a ball of light, I suppose he didn't see it face to face to the extent that I did because he wasn't quite there. Fuck, I felt like I crossed the threshold between this world and the spirit world!

I knew the difference between breaking through and not at this point and I knew I wasn't there anymore. So I wrote down the experience just in case I forgot what the details. I'm surprised at how much I can still recall now on the following day, and I'm grateful to have that memory on bank to revisit anytime I want. I feel like I experienced a near-death experience. I surely opened the 8th circuit of the brain, the psychoatomic (non-local) circuit, for at least 15-20 minutes.

Having activated the circuits of my higher intelligence centers, I intend to integrate these energies, allowing more and more universal light into my being, continuously raising my vibrational signature as an act of living prayer of devotion to living my light, speaking my truth, and carrying this truth with me around the world and beyond. I saw something that is likened to God, and perhaps most people would be convinced that it was if they were to encounter such awesome awareness, though I'll say that the true magnitude of One Infinite Creator is far more than that which filled my perspective on this occasion. Can't say the same for Dave though. Sorry buddy, maybe next time!