Roger Romero

i’m going to send this story to you that i sent a fellow friend that studies this stuff. I dont want to keep you in suspense

Well, where do i start? Your right, it becomes increasingly difficult to remember as time progresses and with good reason. I believe it and when i refer to “IT” is what i would consider the entirely of what “IT” was, i believe encourages everyone to forget an experience like this. Ill explain it to you but bare with me because I cant help but feel a bit uneasy knowing I would sound completely and utterly in need of a mental intervention. Lol.

So just as you, I pretty much fell face first in this whole phenomena. You cant really help but be put on by it considering it lingers in metaphysics almost ..well everywhere. Terrance Mckenna, Rick Strassman, Dennis Mckenna, Duane P Shultz and a number of other authors I’ve read through out the course of the last year or so. Mind you ive always respected the power of psychedelics although after my bout with psilocybin and cylocin with also the typical recreational psychoactive compounds of MDMA I felt like I came to this great conclusion as to there worth and purpose. Those realms exist and we touch them if not vaguly through meditation. I learned so much but that mystery and those questions lingered. I came to that conclusion that life was about living those questions because if I received every answer, there would be a chance that I would seek nothing farther. I don’t think the spirit progresses this way. When I have my bouts with these plants it’s a ceremonial landscape. I feel like I have to make clear my setting because of all the typical stoner mumbo jumbo that comes along with this stuff. I or we, sit, calmly in a candle lit room. First I burn sage to clear my space. Then incense to keep that ambience. We have a soundtrack of waves and trees, water mixed in with synthesizers. Typical new age compilations we hear during meditation. Then we see what happens, what we learn.

It wasn’t until this point in my life I had come across DMT. It fascinated me at first although because it wasn’t readily available the idea of obtaining it was scarce and few and far between. It wasn’t until I got really really into the work of Terrance Mckenna that I really really yearned for it. Terrance explains that DMT and mushrooms where the originators of modern language between human beings and over the ages beginning with early hominids and their exploration into the wild to seek new food. It wasn’t until the discovery of mushrooms that the strategy to hunt, to reproduce and to assert language into their culture began. It makes sense if you’ve ever tripped on mushrooms. It’s a very spiritual communicative force that externalizes itself in your presence. You cant avoid it. He even goes on to say that the early story of Adam and Eve eating the fruit, wasn’t infact fruit but mushrooms. They open their eyes, they see. Makes sense. Anyways, you can find all that stuff in his book “Food of the Gods” , pick it up.

Sooooooooo since I stalked online forums, you tube videos, learned everything I could about them and without trying “as everyone who has had DMT will say “its funny how DMT seeks you out and not vice versa”. Honestly, I wasn’t looking. It fell right in my lap. One of the hardest to find compounds just came to me one day. I paced myself for days. Monday came and we sat in the same room we usually do and hoping to have solved the mystery!!!! DMT is interesting because you don’t smoke it as you would herb. You have to almost evaporate it almost as someone smoking H through a straw. Believe me I felt like a crack head. Lol. Anyways, I sat back. I light it. Immediately the smoke tastes and smells of an odd burning plastic. Not even like a burning plastic but a very odd smell you’ve probably never smelled before. And then It happened. OMG. Ok

I held in the smoke as long as I could until I felt a cool chill run through my body and a small hum that started to get louder and louder and louder until it broke apart all matter and I was no longer a human being, I felt myself leave my body almost as if it gently takes you away and you can feel yourself slipping and then bang, you shoot through this tunnel at what feels like lightspeed and then all of a sudden you are THERE!………..Its nothing NOTHING you could ever imagine being human. In fact, the language and order is entirely different from what you or I know which is why its hard to explain. YOU can see with your mind all directions at once and you are essentially in every place all at once. Your in this great great universe and you aren’t watching this as a spectator, that’s assuming that there is still a human part of you separate from everything. No, you ARE EVERYTHING all at once. There is no separation. There was no me and them. I wasn’t derek anymore. I wasn’t anything that I can associate with that separated me from this immense energy. The only way I can sum it up was I was everything and everything was me and I belonged to this universe. There is no sense of time here. But the strange thing is wherever I was, I knew I KNEW I had been there before and it wasn’t that I thought about it and remembered, no in this world you cant think separately, you are part of a bigger bigger THING so you already know this is where you come from. Its like I never left. But as hard as it is to explain, I was in sooo many different demensions all at the same time and one of those dimensions , was the floor in which I was sitting. I knew I was still sitting down, but I was in the universe at the same time. Mind you all of this experience wasn’t all happy happy.

I wanted to see everything. You can talk in this world but you almost don’t have to. There was a woman that appeared to my right but it was the siluette of a woman and the outline was light. Without words she would tell me exactly what I wanted before I even asked. So this is when I started to freak out a bit. I sensed that I wanted to control this trip and I know now that this is the most important thing you should never do. My best piece of advice to you is that if you ever touch this stuff, you have to let it take ahold of you and tear you apart as they call it a very feminine experience as the most important part is surrendering to it and not worrying. What you are is essentially dying and because dying is one of the most natural occurances to this world, trying to interfere just calls for something bad to happen. So, I start to freak out because its soo overwhelming. Geometric patterns, spiraling towards me, I can feel every emotion, im seeing myself in a way ive never seen before. Then I call out “regan”, I hear her say “your ok don’t worry”. My eyes are closed the entire time as they should be. But right as I tried to stop my trip and call her name I get jolted into this world. This dark dark place and I start to get scared and then I realize that im creating this world with my mind and my thoughts but its so hard to get out of it. I was in hell, It wasn’t what people think it is. Its not a place where people are tortured or hurt or remain forever. People come and go but we place ourselves in it even when we are alive. And this thing kept re occurring where I knew exactly what it was. I knew of this place. It wasn’t something you can see, it was something that you could feel immense sadness and pain and separation from everything that is light. I mean you can see but what you saw, I couldn’t explain. I felt the people in my life that negatively influence me and can see their negative thoughts in this place. It wasn’t like I saw them, I just knew it was them. Its so weird. Right as I started falling apart I see the lady on my right again and she knew I was uneasy so suddenly I was taken to this other place where all of a sudden I started laughing. Then I felt this amazing warm beauty come over me. It was soo immense and blissfull, I couldn’t even describe it if I wanted to. I was just laughing. Then I stopped and the woman told me “well you wanted to see everything didn’t you” and right when I felt her voice. regan said I started repeating these words over and over again.

“I cant believe it, this is it, this is everything, its all here, thank you, I love you, I cant believe it. This is everything. This is it. Then gently I felt myself come back into my body. It like lifts you up and gently puts you back down. I opened my eyes and I was gone for three minutes and it felt like eternity. I looked at regan and could not believe it. It was like the matrix. After that I knew exactly what it was like to die and see the real universe in which we live.

Good thing right aftwards I recorded the story because now, I cant remember one bit of it. I had to keep going back to it to remember. My last words to you are.

There is a heaven and hell but its unlike any heaven or hell anyone thinks they know. People can be in heaven in life right now and people can be in hell at this very moment and just because you don’t see it, your spirit exists in multiple realities and universes all at once. Its your choice. You create heaven here and now. Everyone visits hell from time to time and sometimes its hard to get out, but people do it all day long. Whatever you want to see you will see, but you have to let it show you and not control it. Its almost insulting to do so as they believe control is a worldly trait of the ego which has no place in that world. My thoughts are that whoever this energy or world is, its for our own good that we don’t remember. It would potentially defeat the purpose of why we are here to begin with. Its counter intuitive to our purpose. It wants you to seek it out of course but it wants to show you in its own way, not ours. I couldn’t help but feel like when I was there that whatever entity it was made me feel like It was part of my destiny to see this place. There are people that can see it and should and there are just people that should not. The interesting thing I started to wonder was that these trips to other people seemed subjective so if this place existed why didn’t everyone go there. Well, there are people that do it for reacreation and people that do it to learn. I notice that those that take it reacreationally tend to only see fun interesting things like flowers and dancing leprechauns and a unicorn flying through the sky and a city made of candy. Its what exists in humans at the surface and these worlds could very well be their own heaven but I wanted to see the light and the dark and that’s what I saw and it took a lot out of me that’s for sure. Anyways, its definitely one of those things you cannot get addicted to of course im sure you already know half of what im talking about but its amazing. Its not for everyone but its amazing. I cant really sum up regan’s with a long story but she said she went to what she thought was heaven and a woman kept asking her to stay and regan kept saying she had to go back because she had her family. She was in a garden with people dressed in white. She was giggling the entire time. regan said the exact same thing about knowing where she was as if she had been there before. She said she knew the lady, she knew everyone there and where she was, but when she came back she couldn’t explain it. She couldn’t remember and she said, its because we aren’t supposed to