I once stumbled upon DMT or a form of it. Not to sure of it's quality, but it was a pollen like cluster of yellow matter. My friend offered the idea and we took the chance. We put it in a large bong and smoked(my friend suggested the bong since I had and still am not sure how it is supposed to be ingested). 30 seconds later my mind shut off for a split second, then boom, restarted and opened up. I could see the vibrations in the air, light from the stereo was transformed into the waves from the music playing (drugs by ratatat). Everything was so beautiful and defined, it brought a tear to my eye. After the trip, we all discussed this amazing trip we just shared together. Only about 5 minutes, but those 5 minutes were comparable to a sense of euphoria that is near death. I have been so close to death only one other time, and it was so peaceful til I woke up, then I was terrified that I was just hit by a truck and losing lots of blood. Instead of fear after euphoria, with the DMT, I felt peace. I was also using research chemicals close to ketamine, as an anti-depressant. I got so lost in the hole, I entered drug induced psychosis soon after the DMT trip.... Or at least that's what the doctors call it. I found it to be enlightening. Everything was fine and beautiful til everyone started saying it was not. They said I was not fine, that my perceptions of people and their spirits and souls, we're just hallucinations. That I was wrong about everybody, that I couldn't see their auras. Truth is, I've had these abilities since I was a child, they just got stomped out by the negativity. When I started using the RC, I started finding myself, and I guess just scared others when I told them the intentions I saw in them, and they weren't good. How could my family do this to me? I know they've been worried, but you can't confirm a child that they are different, then when they grow up, their difference is a drug induced mental illness, when I have finally found myself and my place and how to connect to the world again. I know my soul is infinite, because I have been here, and dealt with all these people before. How must I go on without the souls who know me and could connect with me? Is anybody else out there?? And now I've found myself here. I've "changed" so much, but only to find my soul, and who I have been since before this body. This is my first post so here it goes, I'm sending my call out to the universe.