DMT by Matt Sheehy

DMT Q&A with John Jr

DMT by Matt Sheehy

As those of you who follow EWWTY know, I published an article last month detailing my experience with DMT. If you haven’t read it you should do so now, it’s really good – and I’m rarely willing to say that about my work.

Anyway, the article attracted far more readers and positive feedback than I could have anticipated; I’ve spent roughly as much time responding to everyone as I did writing the piece (which is awesome).

One of my readers, John Jr, had a series of really thoughtful questions about my DMT experience. I realized soon after reading them that my answers would be substantive enough to call for a separate new post. So, without further adieu:

DMT Q&A with John Jr

John Jr: Do you remember any smells during [the trip]? If so, could you describe them?

James K: Oh lordie, this is such a basic question yet it necessitates a complicated answer. Where to begin?

Well, the simple answer is no. However this question brings up a larger subject, which is the general effect DMT had on all my senses. It’s extremely complicated to think about, let alone explain in writing. The best way I can describe it is that the DMT – kinda sorta – made me feel like my senses were merged. Almost, like, into a single “super sense.”

I’m not even satisfied with that description of it, as it’s an extremely simplistic way of putting a very fleeting and complicated sensation. But let me put it this way: if I had smelled something whilst on DMT, I doubt I would have been able to notice it, or even recognize it as a smell. However, I would reason that the sensation of smell might manifest itself differently during the trip. Obviously, I didn’t dare touch this aspect of DMT in the article, as I couldn’t figure out how to describe it well enough to have confidence that readers would interpret it how I intend.

The other thing this brings up is the smell of DMT itself. Which, for some reason, smells extremely familiar to me. Like, the same way a room with a similar smell to that of the pre-school I attended as a child smells extremely familiar to me. Clearly, it doesn’t really mean anything, but your question reminded me of this.

Do you remember any change(s) of temperature during any of this, if so, could you describe it?

Hmm, I don’t really recall anything along these lines.

I think I felt a rush of heat through my body right after taking the hit, but can’t even really say that for certainly. Like I said above, the effect it had on my senses is indescribable… Having said that, I focused more on the hallucinations than anything else during the trip, rather than my senses, so perhaps if I were to do it again I could focus harder on how it affects my sense of smell and other stuff.

Did any of the beings really describe themselves as being deities (neutral or multi-gendered or not defined) and/or gods (male deities) and/or goddesses (female deities), or is that just what your friend thought?

Well, I can’t speak for Alec, but I assumed that’s just how he chose to identify them. This brings up another good topic, though.

Part of what I noticed whilst perusing the web for DMT-related entity encounters was the differences with which every DMT user who reported an encounter with entities interpreted them. The thing was, most of these users don’t describe the beings very well. More often than not, the users ascribe some generalized name to the beings (e.g. “gods,” “demons,” or “aliens,” etc…) but fall short of actually describing their outward physical make-up, as I focused on doing in this article. However, those who did actually get to the part about what exactly the beings looked like – regardless of what they chose to refer to them as – was either spot-on with what I saw, or damn near close. Though I should note, for the most part they were merely “damn near close,” there were only a few reports I read which were similar enough to my experience to actually give me the shivers.

So, as far as Alec goes, I’ll have to ask him what it was that led him to describe them as “gods,” but I’ve always assumed it was out of a lack of anything else to refer to them as. I’ll see if he has the time to come on here and give you a better answer.

The tribal-like dance that some of the beings did, are there any videos or something that you could share that might give us a somewhat similar example of how they danced?

I have been on the lookout for something of this nature, though I haven’t exactly been searching super hard. However, the dance was rather specific. It is certainly possible that a human could re-create it, and I would certainly recognize it if I saw it. I like the way you’re thinking.

Have you ever had any dreams with these beings in them since you had this experience?

Great question. But no, I haven’t. However, this is one of the things I wondered to myself in the days after the experience. In fact, I really expected that I would.

Though in retrospect, it makes sense that I haven’t. Subjects given smaller doses of DMT don’t report entity encounters; they don’t make it past the open-eyed hallucinations. In the studies done by Dr. Rick Strausman, he found that there were basically “stages” of a full DMT trip. A small dose would induce mild to moderate open-eyed hallucinations, and a slightly larger dose would induce more severe open-eyed hallucinations. It wasn’t until the subjects received the larger doses that they reported full-fledged encounters with beings. Given that the amount of endogenous DMT our brains produce during sleep is a much lower, sustained dose, it would make sense that I wouldn’t see them during sleep. Besides, my dreams rarely deal with real experiences I’ve had – at least not directly. My dreams are typically pretty weird.

Could you or someone else draw/paint/create some examples of these beings and/or could you find & share some images that are somewhat similar to the beings?

Definitely the best question. I’m glad you asked these. This is an example of something I had realized but didn’t think to put into words; but doing so will help to illustrate just how vivid the experience was. Short answer: Yes – an exact replica of the beings I saw on DMT could feasibly be designed by a talented 3D graphic artist. But I need to elaborate.

Not only do I think images of the beings could be created, but animations as well. All I know is, were I an animator for Pixar (and made 3D cartoon animations all day), I could easily replicate the beings from scratch. In fact, they would probably be even easier to create than, for example, one of the monsters from Monsters Inc. Having said that, it wouldn’t work by simply describing them to an artist. Although they weren’t very complicated in appearance, they were so abstract and obscure to the point I doubt anyone could accurately conceive of them through a mere worded description. The artist would need to experience the DMT trip for him or herself. While I’d certainly be willing to try and offer such an artist a sufficient description for them to work with, I doubt it’d work to produce anything accurate.

I struggled to find images to include in the article – and trust me, I searched hard. While I did find a lot of artwork that reminded me of the trip, none of it was adequately close enough for me to use in the article. I concluded that being as descriptive with my writing as possible would be the only way to give people an idea of what I saw.

Off the top of my head, George Grie is one artist whose work (some of it) reminded me of the experience. I should note, any image I’ve found which has reminded me of what I saw on DMT does so more in the tone of the piece, rather than its actual appearance.

Could you describe the look of the place behind the portal/light, could you describe your feelings of that place, and could you describe any sounds that you heard in that place?

The thing is, by the time they took me through the light, I wasn’t very focused on the actual place. You gotta remember, by this point there was much for me to deal with. I can say, however, that it was similar to the place I was in before they took me to the light. That is, everything around me was represented through the coordinated flow of hexagonal patterns – albeit once I made it through “the light,” they were no longer as vibrant or colorful.

As far as my feelings… Well, there were a lot of those, haha!

I mean, it was very surreal. How do you describe that feeling which comes with witnessing first-hand everything you’ve previously discarded as mythical nonsense? It was very calming, almost blissful. I felt I was where I belonged, though I knew I couldn’t stay. The best way to describe the feeling, I suppose, is “profound.”

And yes, I do remember hearing sounds. I searched the web for a way to describe it when I found my new favorite word. I heard glossolalia – or voices speaking in tongues. I hate that there isn’t another word for it; clearly the average reader has never heard that word, and “speaking in tongues” is more of a cliché phrase than a word. But to explain further, basically I heard mystical sounding voices which spoke what sounded like words. Whether I was hearing gibberish or some crazy-ass spiritual language I can’t tell you, but it certainly was a voice expressing organized sounds.

When the beings touched you, how did that feel and did it feel like that were draining some of your energy and/or recording information/data about you and/or sharing/giving something to you?

There’s sort of two parts to this answer.

When they touched me, it literally felt like a person touching me. My recollection of this is quite vivid because at one point the female being caressed my face – that is, she ran four of her fingers from my upper cheek bone down to my chin in a sensual manner. One of my favorite sensations in this life is the feeling of a girl caressing my face. It’s the most explicit way to communicate adoration. So I can say with certainty that it felt as real as anything else I’ve ever felt.

Additionally, they seemed able to reach through/inside me, as a ghost could hypothetically do. This question almost spooks me out a little bit, just because I do remember feeling they were extracting information/data about me. Having said that, at one point I also felt as though they already had this information about me. Something I never really touched on in the article was the overwhelming feeling that these beings always exist around me. That they always watch, whether it be as protectors or merely voyeurs. It was just one of those feelings that I had no rational reason to feel, but nevertheless felt.


If anyone else has anything to ask, please don’t hesitate! I know John Jr will probably have some follow-ups. Answering these helped me recollect the experience, so I’m definitely hoping to answer some more.


A big thanks to John Jr for the questions – be sure to check out his blog!

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9 thoughts on “DMT Q&A with John Jr”

  1. i died once! but i did not see the portal/tunnel of light. My electric bills were paid and current, hmm. i do remember the out of body experience, i did not have visual sight, i might not have been dead long enough. One thing that stands out most was the feeling of bliss and how i had no pain at all physically even though i had just crashed into a telephone pole on a motorcycle at 110 mph. When the paramedics brought me back from death, i remembered that i was very angry and quite pissed because the blissfull feeling and place i was in, was so natural of a feeling that i thought this world was alien. Just before i hit the pole i remember communicative thoughts were put in my mind that said “if you live or die you will be ok” and then i hit the pole. i have never taken DMT, and from what i’ve read here, i dont think that i will ever try it. in this world we wear cloths, Did you ever feel naked/ashamed/condemnation/judgment and did you ever think that the beings you saw were trying to keep you from knowing some type of truth about that place? Were they a distraction to keep you from finding out about what that place really is??? :-) I really like the way you put pen paper, i think we need a book!! :-)

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  2. I had my first experience with DMT this weekend. I was visiting a girl who is a friend but not a girlfriend. She knew that I dabbled in some drugs and that I smoked a bit of pot every day, and when I picked her up to go off on our weekend she asked if I had ever done DMT. I told her I had never even heard of it, much less tried it. I asked if it was dangerous and she indicated there had never been any deaths associated with it. So when we got to our room, she got out a little baggie that had a couple of small rocks. She used a small pipe normally used for pot and put some cigarette ashes in the bottom of the bowl and then placed a very small rock on top of the ash. She gave me the pipe and put a lighter to it and told me to take a short hit like I would pot hold it as long as possible, then just lay back and enjoy. I did as told and layed back and there was a very nice rush that seemed to last way to shortly. I loved the feeling but wanted it to last an hour at least, not just 10 minutes. My friend did the same and seemed to enjoy it as well. We did this twice more spread out over a few hours, always with the same enjoyment. But that $20 little baggie was gone and I commented it was like coke in that the high was great, lasted a short time and was expensive as hell to be used on a regular basis. The next day we got another little baggie. This time my friend seemed to take a bigger hit and she went and laid down on the couch. I wasn’t paying attention to her, but when she came down she explained what she had seen, many of them as described by other users. The geometric shapes, the Egyptian type faces, and lots of vivid colors. She also seemed quite shaken and said she wasn’t sure if she wanted to do anymore. So it was my turn. I did as she did and took a little deeper hit and lay down on the bed and closed my eyes. The initial rush was stronger, and then there were some hallucinations, mine were mainly very colorful circles moving around. But they subsided after a very short time. The high was still there for a while longer, but I was pretty much back to normal in a little over 10 minutes. Again a very nice little trip but way to short. So far DMT was nothing like the mushrooms that I had done decades ago while in the military. Now that was a trip!

    The next morning when I got up my friend was on my laptop beginning to watch a video about DMT, the spirit molecule. Although informative I got bored with it as I wasn’t really impressed with the drug. But my friend was still obviously shaken as to her experience the day before that she continued to research the subject. She showed me one that had lots of pictures that artists had drawn of things people had seen while on a DMT high. And then it showed the subjects while they were taking their hits of the drug, and they were taking proper heavy hits on the pipe.
    I told my friend that I wanted my trip to be like what was described and maybe that’s what I needed to do was take a few deep hits of the stuff, but we were out of stuff again. The next morning my friend took the car to go run a few errands and said she would be back soon. A couple of hours later she came back and said she was going to give me what I wanted. I had to get my mind out of the gutter very quickly as she handed me the pipe, and instead of a little rock of the stuff, she had crushed up a good amount of the stuff and it pretty much filled the small bowl that it was in. So I put the lighter to it, took two very deep hits, holding the second one as long as I could and then lay down on the bed. Immediately there was the greatest rush of a high that I have ever experienced. I closed my eyes and within seconds the hallucinations started. Lots of geometrical shapes, a labyrinth of tunnels that i seemed to be falling through and at every turn in the tunnel was a face smiling at me. My breathing did become very irregular, probably from the varied speed of what I was seeing and I became conscious of it and concerned. Then even with my eyes still closed I was seeing people around me. And i was hearing faint sirens. I determined in my mind that my friend had called the paramedics from being worried about my breathing. My mind told me that she had probably told them what I had smoked and so it seemed as if they knew just to wait until I came down. There was a short period of paranoia that when I came down I would be arrested, but then the hallucinations got even stronger and I soon forgot about the people The images of smiling faces and objects seeming to be hurled at me got so intense that I had to open my eyes to see if that would make them go away. What happened next was unreal. There seemed to be a huge white spider web like thing hovering above me and it covered about half of the room that we were in. I was awed at the detail of the stitching. Then I looked over at the door to the room and there was a real life size of a body with eyes lit up, I took a closer look at it and it very much looked like my mother and she was crying. I had to look away. The web hovering above me seemed to be getting thicker and hovered closer. Then there did seem to be the white light that people have described, but in this occassion it seemed to be shadowed by something as the full light did not appear. What did seem to be shining through was being batted at by some sort of creature that was next to me, but I never got a good look at him as the web seemed to be getting much closer and I was paying all of my attention to that. All of a sudden the web seemed to morph into a shape that was like a large wasp. I had to look away, and looked diretly at a picture on the wall which was moving as if there were an earthquake happening. But what was really fasinating was the movement of the characters in the picture. I continuted to look at the picture because I did not want to look at the wasp. Then all of a sudden out of the bathroom, which had a small light on, flies, bees or wasps, not sure which, started flying out towards me and as i looked up the web above me that resembled the wasp had come close enough that i felt it was going to pick me up and fly away with me. I had to close my eyes. There were still the colorful images, and then what seemed like hula hoops began flying all around me. The hallucinations seemed to appear to being to fade so I opened my eyes again. The wasp seemed to have faded back into the big spyder web again and had hovered further above me. I looked at the door and my mother was gone. Still a lot of colors and stuff moving about, but I realized that I was finally coming down. When I finally sat up, I took a deep breathand the only word that came out of my mouth was “AWESOME”. I sat there for a few mintues as I was exhausted. After a few minutes I asked my friend how long I had been out and she told me it was 21 minutes. It really did feel more like 2 hours.

    This was written 24 hours after my “trip” and I am marveled at how much I still think about the experience. Do I have any desire to want to do it again? Yes. But will I? No. That was a once in a lifetime experience that I do not think can ever be equaled. Yes, there were some frightening parts of it, all hallucinigns have them. But never have I seen such detailed things that have come from nowhere. I will remember it for the rest of my life.

    If you are into hallucinigns and have not experienced DMT yet, you really need to. The best I have ever had and the great thing there was no 12 hour come down of guilt involved that I have experienced with other mind altering drugs. It may only last 20 minutes, but trust me that is long enough.

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  3. Yea I have been having more and more interactions with strange occurrances with low doses of dmt. Sudden plane/machine noise rushing towards the wall off the room closest to outside, synchronized / timed tapping or knocking from vents, cupboards, drawers, inside the bathroom (where I did it) along with creaking floorboards moving towards the door of the bathroom. I’ve done it in the closed garage a few times (no windows, or open doors) n the machine noise comes from outback (large field) instead of out front (bathroom). It’s been progressing the more I’ve tried it.. I feel as if a metaphysical being/beings is having fun toying with me. This time I heard a quiet yell as if signaling some one else. Crickets, wind, even leaves we’re earily silent. Then soft footsteps outside the garage.. I remained still for about 10 minutes… I fealt a warmth and then something lightly tugged the hood of my coat… I’ve never seemed to get even close to breaking through.. Though I’ve tried sooooooo many times… Try to help me understand wtf is happening…

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    1. Hey there, I read your comment and decided to try helping you. I’ve never used dmt (perhaps one day I will), but I know it has something to do with your pineal gland. Search for ways to improve your pineal gland, I know that eating the wrong kind of food (almost everything from the supermarket) can kind of destroy your pineal gland. There is a method of improving your pineal gland, which may effect your dmt experience. But I’m not entirely sure about that… Still, it’s worth a try. Look on http://www.themindunleashed.com, there you can find ways to improve your pineal gland.

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  4. I have never experienced DMT. I have however made several encounters with psilocybe mushrooms – particularly the ones nicked “Liberty caps”. On a couple occasions I have felt the urge to go that little extra length in terms of mental preparation and sufficient dosage, as opposed to the more “fun” or recreational use.

    About three or four times I have experienced what I would call a full break-through – which can only be described as being catapulted out of reality and into this other space. There are two types of design I remember. One being a sort of computer central built up by something I could only describe as crystal-like, animated pixels mainly in blue tones. The other type of room were, after searching for references, very close to a certain type of Buddhist mandala – of course fully animated and life-like.

    Mandala example: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/d/da/Chenrezig_Sand_Mandala.jpg

    I have once encountered an entity – which was in a “mandala”-style experience.
    The closest I can come to describe it is a cross breed between an indian-style totem mask and an Indonesian Wayang Golek puppet:

    My encounter with this entity happened the very first time I experienced anything like this – so it literally scared the sh*t out of me. I had a feeling that “he” was
    making fun of my anguish, as a lesson for coming unprepared.

    What I wonder about, is that none of the people I know who are experienced with hallucinogenics in general, and mushrooms in particular, have ever had similar experiences. Even though many pride themselves on being “bold” explorers.

    My attempts to describe my own journeys to them will mainly result in shaking heads or silence. They have no clue as to what I’m talking about.

    I feel these experiences I have had, probably have something in common with the DMT experience, at least from reading about it.

    I’d like to hear if anyone could relate to what I’m writing – and eventual connection.

    DMT and psilocybin are, after all, quite similar in chemical buildup.

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    1. Thank you for sharing that and for the Wikimedia Commons images for reference Norvegia, and hopefully someone else can comment whose experience(s) might relate to yours. :)

      I am curious to here more about your experience(s) in a bit more detail if possible, especially about the being (did it talk or makes sounds?, if so what did it say?, what was it wearing?, what color(s) was it?, are there any other details about how it looked that you can share?, et cetera ;) ); and do you think that your own ancestry/genetics and/or culture (this includes religion(s)) knowledge (of your own culture & others) played any role shaping/causing/allowing these experiences? :)

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  5. Thank you Mr. James for answering my questions, mentioning my blog, and for coming up with this creative Q & A (Question And Answer) format; I think that was a great idea. :)

    About the smells, the last part that you wrote about the DMT smelling familiar, that was is an important piece of extra information in my opinion; thank you for sharing that. :)

    I am glad that you mentioned the sounds which I think is very interesting, I know what Speaking In Tongues mean ;) , and I have heard unknown languages in a few of my dreams before; if only there were some sound clips of what you heard and of some of the unknown languages that I have heard before in dreams, then we could compare them. ;)

    Now about that last part about your feeling(s) about the beings always existing around you and/or watching you and/or protecting you and/or knowing information about you, I find that very interesting as well, and some of the first questions that I thought when I first read your DMT Experience were:

    “Are these beings unique to/for each person and/or to/for the area where they live?

    Are these beings linked to certain people or groups of people based on genetics/DNA/ancestry/et cetera?

    Are these beings linked to certain areas, and differ based on area?

    What are these beings?

    Et cetera.”

    I am especially interested in getting a better idea/image/understanding of the female being’s appearance & other details & her actions.

    *Jibber Jabber Alert ;) *

    I have never done DMT (other than what my body supposedly produces/uses), so unfortunately I do not have any example of what the beings that I might see would look like, but from some of my dreams I wonder if there are some unknown beings that are somehow connected to us in some way & if those beings differ based on various factors; female characters in my dreams seem to be more likely to be the ones to share unique/hidden/secret/ancestral/unknown information with me sometimes in dreams and/or sometimes there is this unknown feeling/vibe of an unknown female being being connected/fused/related/bonded/partnered to me/watching me/protecting me/guiding me/sharing with me/draining me/using some of my energy(?)/teaching me/training me/et cetera some how almost like a familiar (like a wife and/or guardian and/or watcher or someone) from the past or someone that knows me.

    I do wish that there were more details of the place behind the portal/light, but I can understand why & how those details would be missed/lost in such a unique/strange/amazing/et cetera experience. ;)

    I wish that I could compare those details to a few places that I have dreamed of before, to see if there are any similarities. ;)

    Anyway, I will stop there :D , thank you for making this post Mr. James. :)

    The more that we can record/share/remember and study, the better, in my opinion; because there are still a lot of mysteries out there for us to discover/solve/better understand/et cetera. :)

    -John Jr :)

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