I've done it about 20x back in 2008 for the first time. I only remember a few of my breakthroughs but it all went down like this. My first hit was done with my dealer so he could babysit me on my first trip. His idea, not mine. Nothing spectacular, just vivid colors. My following trips were similar, lots of complex geometry, blackness and colors. A few more hits, more of the same. Then one afternoon I took a big hit and everything changed.

Suddenly everything I experienced previously went from geometry and fractals to me being in a white room with some dude in robes waiting there to greet me. I thought I died. I could feel my body was mush, just skin and bones but I could open my eyes and see I wasn't dead. Closed them quickly and began my journey.

The robed figure was pointing down a corridor and motioned me to follow. I was just a ball of light energy and flew along to see other entities happily waving at me and walking around me in circles. They also appeared to be sitting at what I would describe as a control board. My intuition was telling me this control board was what we call reality and these things were in control of it. That was my first breakthrough.

The subsequent trips after were extrapolations of the previous. It picked up exactly where I left off. The beings that came to greet me each time were what others describe as the "machine elves". They had a mischievousness about them. Like little jokers. I recall wanting to see their faces but they would never reveal them. At one point when I was following, I said "Stop, I want to see what you look like" to which it stopped and showed me its arm. "No, I want to see your face" to which it would spin around and bow towards me, lifting its face off to expose complex gears inside it's head. I had a few more of these types of visions but I don't recall the lessons they were teaching me.

Then finally I had an experience with them which would change my perspective about all of this. Up to this point I had only assumed this is a fantastic hallucination but I quickly learned how wrong I was. I had just started a new series of jobs with my employer doing re-work at Mcdonalds on a night shift with a helper. The level of stress was unbelievable seeing the crew wasn't properly prepped for what was needed to be done. I had a ew guy with me and we worked all night to get finished before the store opened and I was scheduled to do another one the next day.

That afternoon before my night shift took another big hit and this is what happened. I was in a Mcdonalds and these entities were everywhere, doing what I do. They were running cables down the wall, carrying tools and material past me (holding up to their faces so I couldn't see them). They were like the little shoe maker elves from the children's story completing all my tasks for me while I just stood there and watched. It was amazing. I asked them, "Are you helping me?"

That night I rolled up to my job site. Stressed. Another shit night in store for me and I wasn't excited about it at all. Then it happened. The company vice president showed up with a crew of 7 guys from the head office in Toronto. It was about 2 am when I had my epiphany. Everyone was doing everything exactly like my trip that afternoon. My only job was to delegate as I watched everyone work around me, fishing cable down the walls, hauling material back and forth etc. It was surreal. Obviously, I couldn't say anything but I knew what was happening and I knew why. We banged off that store in a few hours, easy peasy 0 stress.

That's when I knew there is something to this and reality is not what you think. I continued to finish up the remaining DMT and had a few more trips but that is all I did. I have another story but I'll leave it there.

Rogan and any else else who receives airtime is part of the cabal.

Now I am not saying they are bad people, just saying they sold their souls to be puppets to their masters.

Listen to god, shut off all their mind control devices, I’ve no idea what’s happening in the world, except around me locally.

God’s with you right now. Look up.

More specifically, I’m referring to 5-meo DMT which is the one that people cite as being the more profound and life altering of the DMT types. It is all very frustrating to me, because all of these fucking assholes basically tell you that they met God, yet with all their loquaciousness and eloquence cannot in any meaningful way qualify their statements. They can explain colors and feelings and perceptions, but cannot tell you a fucking thing about what the afterlife brings. They just give some vague copout answer like: “everything makes sense” or “It’s all bullshit.”

It makes me think that the whole thing is a movement of mystique created by Jews and propagated by these shills to cause people to want to try drugs to make them weak, passive and degenerate.

I smoked it a few times but nothing happened. I just coughed and coughed and had to get a bad plastic taste out of my mouth. Smoking it's a waste of time in my opinion. It's probably better to do the Ayahuasca version.

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