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I went to the Hell dimension and met The Devil * 3
    #28011449 - 10/22/22 09:21 PM (1 year, 3 months ago)

I had a rough few weeks before this experience and was somewhat depressed, although at the time I wasn't consciously aware of it.

I didn't think much about my mindset or anything of that nature because I knew from my past experience with DMT that there is no possible way to prepare for the ineffable and utter alienness of being absorbed into another dimension where nothing is like anything seen in normal life.

And for the most part, that's been true for me so far, so, naturally, I didn't think preparation of any kind mattered much. The only thing I did to prepare was lock my dog out and take a few deep breaths. (I had a difficult experience before, but only because my dog sprinted into the room to lick me in the face with extreme enthusiam just as I began to trip major balls, and I fought him off with the effectiveness of a toddler vs Bruce Lee. It is quite a funny story actually, but not the subject of this report.)

I had previously melted the last of my DMT into a mesh screen composed of some thin copper wire all jumbled up and packed into the bowl of my bong. That was probably a month or two ago. I also put some weed+DMT I had from a previous session on top of that. Ultimately, I have no idea how much was in there. And I used a torch lighter that produces a long, blue flame this time; I've always used a regular bic lighter before, but I didn't have one on me.

T+0:00 - I took a few deep breaths, then a massive hit from my bong and held it in for about 20-30 seconds. I blew out the smoke and as soon as it was all out I knew I was in for something big. I took another massive hit and while inhaling I began to see vague, dull geometric shapes and unusual colors in my peripheral vision as well as the characteristic buzzing noise I associate with DMT trips. The colors seemed very dark and smudged as opposed to the bright and vivid visuals I usually get on DMT. I held that one in for as long as I could too.

T+0:01 I had planned on taking 3 hits - that's normally what it takes for me to have a breakthrough experience with a bic lighter - but I knew I was done for after the second one. The small table in front me started floating a few inches off the ground while rotating left and right, and it was covered in this - it almost looks like a slow moving and thin haze, or film maybe, colored like a rainbow and made up of strange shapes and swirls. I always see it in the beginning stages of a DMT trip before I close my eyes and it covers most objects and surfaces.

I swirled my hands through the air for a few seconds and took in the strange sights unfolding in front of me. It started getting really intense, so I laid back and closed my eyes.

T+0:02 It didn't take long before I was completely enveloped, surrounded in all three dimensions head to toe - 'swallowed' by this strange, sentient, living, alien machine that I can only assume was The Actual Devil. It was pure malice. Pure menacing. The most obscene, obnoxious, disgusting son of a bitch imaginable.

But as I was saying, this strange "machine" was wrapped all around me; it's "body?" consisted of dozens of tubes, or pipes, or maybe thick wires. It constantly buzzed and vibrated in my face like an angry insect for the duration of the trip, like a big fat angry hornet trapped in your hair and stinging you, out of pure hate.

I could still think clearly, to a degree. And I say that, but all of my thoughts dissolved and got twisted and flushed away into the extra dimensions I found myself in, which is a very difficult sensation to describe. And trust me, that description isn't very accurate, but it's about as accurate as I can make it.

The machine's "arms" for lack of a better word were grinding my insides and pulling them out of me in several more than 3 dimensions. 100% of the guts it took out of me, it barfed and coughed and choked directly into my face, out of a part of the "machine" that seemed like a tailpipe of a dirty combustion engine, and with this kind of intentional "let me make sure I get this entire loogie before I spit it in your face" attitude.

Strangely, it didn't hurt. I didn't feel pain - just the sensation of being ground up and barfed back into my face.

Towards the end it started poking me in the eyes. It seemed to find this very funny. The grinding and barfing never stopped; this was just added to the fun. Now, my eyes were closed, so I'm talking about my mind's eyes. Eyes that don't have eyelids. Eyes that can't be closed. But it still felt like my actual eyes. And I could tell this Devil machine was doing this to me simply because it knew I couldn't go anywhere or do anything about it. It was just going to torture me for the time it had me.

I thought for sure: this is The Devil. I remember thinking how stupid it would be for someone to worship this thing, because, well, you think of the Devil as this walking, talking being who maybe is an asshole but can be reasoned with, but this was nothing like that. This thing cannot be reasoned with. You cannot talk to it. It might be sentient, but it's a torture machine. It wants nothing except to grind you up and barf your own guts back into your face while poking you in the eyes. It only wants you to suffer and I don't think it would care if you worshiped it. I think you would get tortured just the same.

Then I thought: if this was actually Hell, there's no way the human psyche could sustain this level of torment for very long. I mean, an hour of it would probably leave permanent mental scars. For life. The mind would melt into that reality and it would be absolutely intolerable, even though there is no choice BUT to tolerate it because there is nowhere to run. No way to turn it off. You can't close your eyes, even though you're getting poked in them. You're just stuck. With no choice but to feel it. And the mind would quickly become an unrecognizable lump of scrambled, mangled eggs.

I remember thinking even the CIA would find this form of torture too intense, too savage. Even more than sensory deprivation or waterboarding. They wouldn't even use it at GITMO. That's how extreme it felt.

Anyways, this went on for about 10-15 minutes. I kept reassuring myself it would be over soon. That it's almost over. I just tried to dissociate myself, to be a passive observer, to distract myself with the pretty colors and shapes unfolding in 4 dimensions until it ended. Subjectively, it felt like way more than 10-15 minutes and I just kept wishing it would hurry up and wear off.

It was hands down the most incredibly fucked up thing I have ever experienced in 10 minutes and I'm so glad it's over.

Seriously, wtf.

The God Damn Devil.


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Re: I went to the Hell dimension and met The Devil [Re: Dreaming Nomad]
    #28017561 - 10/26/22 12:54 PM (1 year, 3 months ago)

Sounded like you vaporized the DMT pretty good. I've used chore boy before. Works like a charm. My favorite way is putting it on top of some tasty weed, like how you did it. It melts all over the weed and vaporizes perfectly.

LOL all my friends and myself included have puked on DMT. Sometimes it just takes you there LOL! Last time my friend puked, he swore to never smoked DMT again. He said it trapped him in a box and squished him into nothing. Then, he said he died. I was watching him as he tranced out and he woke up and started spewing chunks everywhere. It's been 5 years later and he still won't smoke it lol!

One guy I smoked with was a redneck with a cowboy hat, he was drunk and thought he was a badass. He hit it like a champ! Three big hits and tranced out holding his beer. He woke up screaming " I don't like this! Make it stop!" Over and over again as he puked everywhere..

I felt horrible and I'm a lot more responsible when it comes to letting people try my shit.

The machine wires were the copper wires that you put in the DMT pipe. Once the DMT hit them they came alive and showed their true selves. Lucifer himself! Reminded me of the arms on that Spider-Man movie Dr Octavia I think.

Really cool story. Sounded pretty rough, but trippy at the same time. I bet you're next blast off will be heavenly.

How dark was the d? The darker the more intense..  😬

Did you do the extraction yourself? What pull were you on?


Edited by Psatellite (10/26/22 01:07 PM)


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Re: I went to the Hell dimension and met The Devil [Re: Dreaming Nomad]
    #28082871 - 12/04/22 11:01 AM (1 year, 1 month ago)

reminds me of some DMT trip reports where the user is digested and reassembled by some godlike higher dimensional being while being enlightened , seems your trip hit those vibes but took more dark turn


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Re: I went to the Hell dimension and met The Devil [Re: darkcreature]
    #28103704 - 12/18/22 02:25 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

Dark trip OP. Some really gnarly shit. Would put me off DMT for a little while.

Next time you're stuck like that in a "spirit realm" call yourself a guardian spirit to rescue you. All it takes is a little willpower and a few calls and it will come and save you. Everything turns around pretty quickly and you get to watch good vanquishing evil, you may even get to talk with the pure essence of goodness as well. Everything is possible in the realms if you ask.


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Re: I went to the Hell dimension and met The Devil [Re: Northerner]
    #28107559 - 12/21/22 03:46 PM (1 year, 1 month ago)

Had one lsd trip that involved puking. It was cathertic, a way to purge myself of some thoughts that held me back in some ways.


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Re: I went to the Hell dimension and met The Devil [Re: Neurotech]
    #28139469 - 01/14/23 12:44 PM (1 year, 13 days ago)

Just wanted to share, youtube music randomly played this song for me just now, megalodon - danger zone, and it sounded a lot like the hell dimension. It really threw me off for a minute. Hell nah. I don't like that one. Lol

Also wanted to clarify one thing. The "Devil" as I saw him, so what was happening was part of the machine was like, grinding up my insides with gear-like machine parts, and one of the many tube arms was vacuuming up my ground up guts, and spitting them back out in my face. Sorry for such a graphic description, it actually wasnt that gory, it wasnt like blood and guts type shit, it was like I was being digitally mixed up or something. I dunno its hard to describe. And it wasnt necessarily painful, it was unpleasant as fuck, yeah, but it didnt hurt.

Just wanted to clarify that. It wasnt a big bloody nasty mess. Lol. Just weird as fuck. Like being in a 4 dimensional sentient blender with the mind of a pissed off wasp.


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