When I lived in SF years ago I was at a gathering with friends drinking good beer and smoking a bunch of hash oil. The pipe passer who gave me the pipe thought I knew it was loaded with a shit ton hit of DMT. I've been there and back. It's like having one foot in this dimension and a foot in another. The beings in the other dimension notice you when you notice them. After about 5-6 minutes I snapped back with no hangover or burnout. I did have a slight PTSd; I felt like I was psychedelically whiplashed to a different universe and back to where I was in an algorithmically programmed grid of fictional reality created apes smart enough to destroy their own planet for a few thousand years.
When I lived in SF years ago I was at a gathering with friends drinking good beer and smoking a bunch of hash oil. The pipe passer who gave me the pipe thought I knew it was loaded with a shit ton hit of DMT. I've been there and back. It's like having one foot in this dimension and a foot in another. The beings in the other dimension notice you when you notice them. After about 5-6 minutes I snapped back with no hangover or burnout. I did have a slight PTSd; I felt like I was psychedelically whiplashed to a different universe and back to where I was in an algorithmically programmed grid of fictional reality created apes smart enough to destroy their own planet for a few thousand years.