4 DMT Trips: Encounters with Beings, Death, Visions and the 'Waiting World'

By Daniel Middleton, Sheffield, UK

First trip

My first trip was with freebase. We (my two psychonauts) were completely unprepared equipment-wise, so we conjured up the nastiest bottle-bong you could imagine and went for it. After two hits I got that now very familiar “coming on” feeling of the DMT, the feeling of you losing your grip on the current reality.

The first thing I remember was the room turning gold, and getting the feeling that the room was changing through time, as if I was seeing the room how it would have been decorated by its previous tenants.

The second thing was that I started to feel music as heat. We were listening to some Buddhist chants. The speaker was on the left and I could feel it burning me with the same intensity as the sun on the hottest day on the beach you can imagine. Hot... but soft, and not unpleasant.

The third thing, which to date is still my most bizarre visual, was looking to where my friend was sitting on the couch to my right, and realising that he’d transformed to a perfect clone of me. Just sitting there, staring into space. But unbelievably “real” and “solid” all while I felt completely sober and present.

I closed my eyes and found myself in a dark room. I could feel the presence of other beings there, but we seemed to be unaware of each other. I looked up and there it was, the tunnel everyone talks about, and at the top was what I can only describe as a happy cartoon sun face.

I had the overwhelming feeling that this place is FAR more real than the “reality” we experience day-to-day, and that I was breaking the rules by seeing this place, as if we were forbidden from seeing it. I was fascinated but slightly on-edge incase I got caught being there.

The sun face definitely wanted me to come through the tunnel, and every time I tried to completely let myself go I’d feel euphoria and get a bit closer to the top of the tunnel and the sun.

Sadly I didn’t manage to break through to the other side of that tunnel on that first trip and the tunnel and sun faded away, but I did take away a glowing, happy feeling which lasted about 5 days or so. Some interesting visuals on my return were looking at the curtains and realising they’d become solid objects.

Second trip

This time we came prepared and I used “The Machine”. Only a small tester dose, about 0.055g of freebase.

After about 3 hits of The Machine I got same same familiar feeling, with the room turning gold and so on. I closed my eyes and found myself in what I can only describe as a “Waiting World”. I got the feeling that there was something below and above this world, like the whole place had a ceiling and it seemed to be in a doughnut shape. Thinking about it, not dissimilar to what you’d imagine the inside of a flying saucer looked like.

Everything was very modern and bright. I saw other beings made of energy and crystal fractals, they certainly didn’t seem human but didn’t all seem to be the same species either. The energies were all different shapes and sizes.

I continued to observe for a minute before I was spotted by a tall female crystal-fractal-energy being who looked at me with suspicion and little confusion as to why and how I was there. She allowed me to continue walking around but closely followed and supervised me. She didn’t say anything, but she seemed to be hand-holding to ensure I didn’t get in to or cause any trouble there.

Although I describe this world as a “waiting world”, it seemed whoever was waiting there has been waiting a long time, long enough for the place to have an economy, market stalls and so on. Not long after that I returned to this reality.

Third trip (same session)

The third trip was something completely different. I followed the same process using The Machine but this time taking a bit more freebase, about 0.088g.

I quickly found myself in a dark place, not a room this time though, it seemed endless. At this point I started to experience death, the worst feeling I’ve ever experienced, what I imagine slowly dying really feels like. That knot in the stomach, energy draining out of me and extreme anxiety.

Every so often I’d realise there was nothing I could do, I give in to it, laughing a lot so says my friend, though it certainly wasn’t pleasant.

After a while that subsided and the pure, glowing, white energy of my girlfriend entered the dark space, and all I could feel was the absolute purity of her soul, all her good intentions and love and everything then the absolute dread and disgust that I could ever say anything negative to her.

Nothing was said but I felt her energy and love completely blanket me, and not long after I returned to this reality in absolute tears and wanting to go and tell her how much I loved her at that moment but decided not to as I would certainly have appeared as a drugged up crying idiot to her at that point.

If I remember anything else I’ll report it but... f*****g Jesus Christ, what is this stuff?

Fourth trip

This trip was intended to be a “taster” as I had a little anxiety following my previous trip with the whole death experience. I used just 0.025g on “The Machine” with the intention of going for a larger dose later that night, but that didn’t turn out to be necessary.

As with previous trips, on inhaling 3 or 4 hits that familiar feeling of losing my grip on the current reality begun. I don’t remember much in the sense of open-eyed visuals other than a few colours, but soon after relaxing back in to the couch I found myself in a very familiar place. I had absolutely been here during the death experience of my previous trip but had no memory of it at the time.

This was a dark realm where I felt as if I was strapped in to a chair with 3 or 4 beings standing around me. These beings had Humanoid type bodies, but were all very tall and made of what appeared to be black glass with a decorative gold bands around their heads and an embedded ruby in their foreheads. They had no faces or distinguishing features but clearly worked together as a team.

One of the dark glass beings stepped forward towards me holding what seemed to be a jug of liquid. My head was forced back and my mouth open and the being started to pour this liquid down my throat.

The liquid was the consistency of a thick hot chocolate and had an intense electrical feeling, as you imagine, this isn’t easy to describe, but the thick, electrical liquid penetrated every cell of my body as it worked its way through me.

The liquid was something the black glass beings used to deconstruct me. As one poured it down, the others were still gathered around observing and I felt myself being dissected layer by layer. Every layer of experience, emotion, everything was being peeled away while being examined and judged by the beings, and I could feel each of these emotions and experiences during the dissection process.

Eventually we got to “the good stuff”. The good intentions, the love, and beauty, and I just remembered becoming overwhelmed and repeating “Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you” for allowing me to witness this process. It became apparent to me that these beings are responsible for deconstructing a soul after death until nothing more is left of us than a liquid in a jug, a concentrate of who we are and what we became during our life, and we’d be judged based on the quality of that liquid.

Soon after I came back in to our reality, only being able to say “wooooooow”.