If it were not for the following two experiences, I may have continued smoking 5-MeO-DMT with the same carefree abandon that marked this first three months. But as fate would have it, the character of my 5-MeO-DMT experiences was about to change.
The first of these experiences is my most sacred tryptamine experience of all. It challenges the last shreds of my worldview so soundly and touches a place so deep inside my soul that it is hard for me to share.
This 5-MeO-DMT experience began at close to midnight on October 30th in New Orleans, in a neighborhood famous for its association with...