Thanks for your take - so no sort of epiphanies ? Could you elaborate on what you mean by “ intense” ?
Hard to really expand on an experience that I can barely remember. But I'll see what I can do...
First couple of seconds felt like I was being sucked out of this plane of existence, as though the matter which composes me was temporarily fragmented into individual transportable units and wafted thru the air as a cyclone might wisp sand off the desert floor.
Then I was somewhere else.
Not the DMT place of geometric shapes.
Just not here.
From there I know there was an experience and my sentiment is that time was the same, a second for a second, minute for a minute. But my experience and thus the memories it would have formed remain in that place. Almost such that I might be able to temporarily access them again should I partake on another occasion, which I never did.
And then I was back.
It was a "snap back to reality"
No whisp. No cyclone.
Just me in the seat.
Nate (guitarist in my band at the time) on the couch.
I became suddenly aware that I was inside, as though perhaps my brief other plane experience had not taken place indoors or at least not in the room I was in. And it was my turn to hold the lighter.
Then I felt slightly altered but absolutely no longer under the same spell and no lingering effects that were reminiscent of the drug experience. It was gone as quickly as it arose if not faster.
I felt no joy or enlightenment.
Though also no fear or malice.
Whatever happened in the experience including anything that may have affected my consciousness stayed there, like what "they" say happens in Vegas.
