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DMT Helped Explain a Recurring Dream I had for 10 Years — Here’s What Happened
In my college years, in my bedroom, with my ex-girlfriend
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Somewhere between youthful desperation for love and loneliness, I had one last promise with my old girlfriend. We were together for about 4 years into my early 20s. We told each other that we’d do DMT one day, together.
What I didn’t know is that this experience would be after we broke up.
In my bedroom, a few miles away from the Berkeley campus, there was a king-size memory foam mattress, a two-liter soda bottle with the bottom part cut off, some foil replacing that bottom part, and DMT powder inside the bottle on the foil.
The instructions were simple: Light a flame under the foil and allow the chemical to vaporize inside the bottle with the top screwed on. When it was saturated and the powder was gone, unscrew the top and inhale. Hold what you can for as long as you can, then exhale.
The effect was nearly instant but dulled and dim. After a second inhalation, I sat with my head down, as if I was going to sleep.
