I Tried DMT for the First Time, and My Revelation Could Change Your Life


“I knew I was in for what was sure to be a profoundly mind-altering experience, but nothing could prepare me for what happened next…”


N,N-dimethyltryptamine, or DMT, is an illegal, psychedelic compound found in almost all forms of life, from the pineal gland of the human brain to common grass. Terence McKenna referred to DMT as “the most powerful hallucinogen known to man and science,” so it goes without saying that DMT has been on my radar for quite some time. However, unlike marijuana and LSD (two substances I’ve had my share of experience with), DMT is extremely hard to come by. That’s why when my friend, who for the sake of his anonymity we’ll refer to as “Roseanne Conner,” told me he might have a lead on where to find the stuff, I could hardly contain my excitement.

Two weeks later, the day had finally arrived. As per the advice of an experienced colleague, I had been practicing deep breathing exercises in preparation for the sacred ceremony. I knew I was in for what was sure to be a profoundly mind-altering experience, but nothing could prepare me for what happened next.

Shortly after taking my first toke, colors began to brighten, and distant things began to gain clarity. After the second toke, I closed my eyes and colorful, geometrical shapes began to emerge. But it was after my third toke that I had the revelation that changed my life forever: Pink Floyd is actually a pretty sick band.

I know that sounds crazy. You’re probably reading this like “uh, yeah right bub, I’m sure that happened!” But it’s true. It’s as if every molecule in my body was suddenly allowing me to really understand Pink Floyd for what they are: a dope ass band. A band that was once too weird for me, too “artsy,” suddenly made perfect sense. And it was in that moment that I felt a true connection to the universe, nature, and most of all, the nine-part song “Shine On You Crazy Diamond.”

“It’s as if every molecule in my body was suddenly allowing me to really understand Pink Floyd for what they are: a dope ass band.”

As I lay there, my mind and body leaving this corporeal realm, my ego melting away from what it once was, I couldn’t stop thinking about David Gilmour’s rich, ambient, chordal textures. I mean, how many pedals do you think that guy has? My guess would be like a ba-jillion. The sounds he gets out of that thing are amazing! I bet he has a really good connection at Guitar Center and gets crazy deals on sick pickups. And don’t even get me started on those solos! Hoo, doggies!

The next thing that happened is the hardest part to describe. Interdimensional beings brought forth offerings to me; “celestial gifts” if you will. The first gift they gave me was a Blu-ray copy of Pink Floyd’s The Wall (30th Anniversary Deluxe Edition). I mean, have you ever seen this thing? It’s amazing. “If you don’t eat your meat, you can’t have any pudding!” That shit just cracks me up. What do you think those guys were on when they made that? (probably DMT)

“I couldn’t stop thinking about David Gilmour’s rich, ambient, chordal textures. I mean, how many pedals do you think that guy has?”

And sure, the visuals of a DMT trip were unlike anything I’ve ever experienced; impossible mathematical geometry, reptilian extraterrestrials, golden cities from parallel universes. But none of that even held a candle to the super trippy visuals of the Dark Side of the Moon black light poster that was hanging in my buddy’s room. I just kept staring at it and thinking to myself - man, I really need to learn how to draw that.

Some sick art I did while on DMT.

Now, I realize this is something that no one could truly understand without actually trying DMT for themselves. Using words to describe Pink Floyd’s appeal is like trying to squeeze the Titanic into a glass bottle. And I’m talkin’ a tiny glass bottle here, one that is much smaller than the Titanic. If you want to understand Pink Floyd for yourself, you really just have to take DMT. I look forward to the many enlightening truths that future DMT trips will bring me. Next time, I’ll probably take a crack at Radiohead or 2001: A Space Odyssey.


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