Maladaptive Daydreaming: where wild minds come to rest
I just had the most moving DD tonight.
I have been getting really into the drug DMT...not taking it just yet, but learning a lot about it. It is known as the queen mother of all psychedelic drugs....the possibilities of what you will "hallucinate" during the 5 minute trip are endless...you could experience god, your own death, that sort of thing. It's not a party drug. ;)
My alter-me just got finished telling another character the recent recap of when she took DMT and saw her mother -who died in 1994. The detail was incredible...more real than this reality. Much better than all the photos she'd seen growing up...she could see every hair on every pore in her skin. Her mother hugged her, and her touch was so warm. She told her that she loves her and her father so much, that she is looking out for her and her, and she is so proud of the woman she has become.
My alter-me was brought down from this trip weeping... what else could she do? She had never experienced something so beautiful and terrifying. So touching.
Now none of this happened to me...but as I was imagining all of this my face was soaked with tears....I kept having to go to the bathroom for tissues, hoping my boyfriend wouldn't hear the sniffling...lol. My DDs really effect me...the emotion is all there, and these things have never actually happened! That is a trip in itself, I think.
I am thinking of writing a song about this experience....have any of you ever done anything like this? And if you have, any advice?
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