Banned from the DMT Playground
Experiment Eleven: Banned Experiment eleven was the first of my DMT experiences that I would describe as a bad trip. At least, that was how I understood it immediately afterward. Later, I began to wonder whether it had been as important as the extraordinary experience that preceded it. To understand that contrast, it helps to know something about experiment ten. That experience had been overwhelming in the most positive sense. “Road to Damascus” is the closest expression I can find for its impact. It felt as though I had been taken into a higher realm, something beyond anything I could adequately describe. Whatever its ultimate explanation, it had the emotional force of a revelation. Then I came back the next day, looking for more. For experiment eleven, I wore my usual blindfold, but I added something new: a noise-reducing headset. There was nothing playing through it. My thinking was that blocking sound as well as light might remove more of the outside world and allow me to bec...
