My First DMT Breaththrough: Clown Cthulhu in Hyperspace Minecraft

Nothing can do justice to fully describe the DMT experience. No paintings, no movies, no verbal descriptions. It is completely out of this world and impossible to fully describe by current human language.

I can only describe what I saw as a virtual reality non-Euclidean sempiternal hyperspace and my experience as a science fiction horror comedy. A good short description of DMT would be playing a Lovecraftian mod of Minecraft in non-Euclidean hyperspace.

I shared about 10g of passionflower tea boiled for 20min with a friend. Then after 20min, he had his trip, and 15min after that I had my trip. We meditated for 5 min before the trip. We smoked yerba mate enhanced leaves while listening to a really intense binaural beat on Youtube. His trip lasted maybe 5min, while mine lasted at least 10min. No clue about exact amount of DMT smoked. We just took as many puff as we felt was needed. This was my 2nd experience and I did not breakthrough during my first.

Afterwards, we talked about our experiences and we were both shot through hyperspace and ended up in basically an alien’s living room covered by multidimensional red-white-yellow-black checkerboard patterns. I saw mostly red and white, while he saw mostly red and black. After he caught a glimpse of the space, he quickly returned back to reality feeling pretty happy. That is almost identical to my trip a few days earlier. In fact, what was odd was that I forgot that I visited the room in my previous trip until this trip, when I realized that I’ve been in this space before. What can explain this deja vu in hyperspace? I can make out at least 6 dimensions, and I could tell that I was outside the normal dimension of time. String theory claims that there are 10 dimensions. I feel like I was looking at a world composed of the other 6 dimensions outside of normal 3D space and time. What was really interesting was that neither one of us could hear the music or even perceive sounds at all during the trip. Based on this, my hypothesis is that DMT is an advanced form of chemically encrypted virtual reality technology that shows you a non-Euclidean hyperspace.

During my first trip, I was blasted through hyperspace alone, but this time, I could feel a presence pulling me in. Then it manifested itself as a clown demon. It had a white face and a red nose, but I don’t remember much about it anymore. It might have looked like Santa Claus and had fractal octopus tentacles, but I was speechlessly shocked and frozen in the most intense terror of my life. Even when I opened my eyes, I saw multi-dimensional tessellations everywhere and my friend looked like an elf made of boxes, like something out of a Picasso painting. Somehow I knew that I was outside of the normal flow of time and that I needed to go back to deal with my fears. When I closed my eyes, I was back in the exact same space and the clown was still there. I can’t tell if it was moving or if I was vibrating and twisting in that space or if it was standing still observing me while the space itself was twisting. It was very creepy and I felt that it was very curious about me. I can’t really remember well anymore, but it was either trying to tickle me, tentacle rape me, jump through me, possess me, or it was simple dancing in place and I was misinterpreting its thoughts and intentions. During the trip, I was quite sure that it was aware of me and it was alive, but now I’m uncertain.

I realized that there was nothing inherently scary about the clown and that I’m still alive because I can breath. All of a sudden, it just became the most absurdly hilarious thing ever. Why did I even have this irrational fear? I accepted that I was a visitor of that space and simply became very amused by the strangeness of that world. When I was returning to reality, I started to uncontrollably breath deeply and rapidly, then laughing very hard. After the trip, for the rest of the day, everything had a slightly creepy vibe but also seemed extremely hilarious at the same time. I would burst out in laughter for no reason. I felt the hilarity after my first trip, but that trip did not come with creepy vibes.

Then after lunch and about 2 hours later, we smoked a sativa together and it was the most magical weed experience I’ve ever had. There was delayed onset and we thought that maybe we are still high from the DMT and can’t feel the weed. Then it suddenly hit us through the back of the head, right through the brain stem. It was like a xenomorph facehugger that unblocked all of our chakras. We could feel the flow of Qi through our spine to our heads. I could feel that I was brought back to that DMT space, but this time in 2D. I had slight open and close eye visuals, but they were 2D pastel colored and transparent, while DMT had way more dimensions and the colors were more solid and vivid.

A few days after, I’m still creeped out by the clowns. I’ve never seen a clown in real life. I think I’ve read an RL Stein story with clowns as a kid and I thought it was stupid and not scary at all. I’ve not interacted with clowns nor have I even thought of them at all for at least a few years. I’ve never been interested by them at all either. This makes me think that no way in hell are DMT experiences just figments of your imagination nor are they anything like my dreams. Usually, I have great influence over the subject of my dreams and usually they involve recent experiences and people I know. In this trip, I saw crystal clear fractal clown demons that were undeniably real. One way I can explain this is virtual reality that involves a multidimensional form of synesthesia, where other senses merge into sight as multiple dimensions. DMT is either a chemically encoded virtual reality video game or a telescope that allows you to sense higher planes of existence. It does not literally transport you to a different world nor is it something that comes purely out of your own imagination or thoughts. Inside the DMT world, I could still think and behave rationally, but I was seeing a very bizarre non-Euclidean space.

As an experiment next trip, I would like to do this in either a sauna or in the snow to see if I would notice temperature. Or possibly have something really smelly nearby. It would be very interesting to hear the reports of quantum physicist who have done DMT or people who have schizophrenia or synesthesia.

After this trip, I’m reading Michio Kaku’s Hyperspace, listening to a lot of Terence McKenna talks, and flipping through old non-Euclidean geometry textbooks. I also think that I would need to return to the float tank again and do a lot more cold exposure and meditation training before I’m ready for another trip.

Here’s a fascinating report on a blind guy who smoked DMT: https://www.reddit.com/r/Drugs/comments/3vd5kz/blind_friend_smokes_dmt/

As for the spiritual aspect of this experience, at first, I perceived this experience as completely sci-fi, not spiritual at all, but then I started to think more. Any sufficiently advanced unexplainable technology is explained as magic. There isn’t a dichotomy here. Also, the clown demons seemed quite curious about me, so if that’s true, then that means perceiving that the other dimensions of existence are higher is also a false dichotomy. If these clowns are real being in another plane of existence, then they do not necessarily know more about the world than I do. We are not retrieving knowledge from gods in the spirit realm, we are simply interacting with beings existing on a different plane. They are probably shocked that we popped out of nowhere and to them, we probably look super freaky and demonic. If that’s the case, then we are all just hopeless idiots trying to attach meaning to things that we perceive externally. I also got the feeling that we are just dots on one layer of a massive computer program of the universe. Everything is one, one is everything. Perhaps in the end, quantum physics, computer science, and religion will merge into a singularity.