The one of the very last times I did it, I saw reality for almost what it really was, at its almost very fundamental level.
I went insane. Violently insane. Convulsing, vomiting, etc.
Somethings came in, took out my broken parts, put in whole parts, then left.
I woke up tired, but relieved. Like the feeling after a surgery. There wasn't any actual vomit. When I stared up at the sky, I saw gigantic and alien being in the sky, almost invisible. It spotted me and panicked, because I wasn't supposed to be able to see it, so it hid behind the clouds and called over a friend, who also hid behind a cloud. They both watched me.
I laughed.
The very first time I did it, a cosmic being perhaps opened up my pineal gland perhaps with some sort of maybe cosmic drill. Then, I was maybe taken into another plane of existence where I was being held (cradled like a baby) by some entity that was surrounded by a geometry of faces. Some of them seemed upset until the entity told them that my birth there, no matter how haphazard or premature, was cause for celebration.
The time I did DMT after that, I was in a similar place (maybe the same place) and, again, I was like a baby. Except, this time, it felt like I was in a cradle. I remember seeing a being that was like a myriad of interlocking rings that were lined like the teeth of a buzzsaw and had eyes. It looked very similar to pics related.
It asked me if I knew where I came from. I answered with: "I'm a spiritual being that chose this body to live in." It laughed. I had given the right answer for the wrong question. (Other way around?)
Then, the same feminine entity from my first trip made itself present (or I finally took notice of it?). She told me that I was born of her womb, out of love, to experience beauty. Then she gave me the gift of love, which she eased into my chest.
In another trip, I saw myself unplugged from a matrix and thrown into the chaos by beings who seemed to maintain the matrix. It was the same chaos of the first trip I mentioned (the one that made me go crazy). Again, I spit up, but I ACTUALLY did this time (or maybe I did the first time and reality was easily changed because I was 'alone'?). It wasn't nearly as bad though, my friends pulled me out of it easily.
In other trip, I invisioned myself as a being of fiery light and I approached a similar being. It asked me who I was and I declared that I was So-and-So of So-and-So (Unit?) of House So-and-So. The being sent me on my way into the darkness where I met two maybe demons or maybe evil extradimensional beings. The first tried to fight me outright, but I banished it with the love given to me by a previous trip.
The second demon tried to offer me the gift of language in exchange for an oath to it. For the briefest of moments, I considered taking the offer and then using the gift against evil, but I immediately understood that was foolish. So, I rejected the gift and banished that demon, too.
I don't do DMT anymore.