Citation: nndpt. "The Never Ending Story: An Experience with 5-MeO-TMT (exp108493)". Erowid.org. May 11, 2016. erowid.org/exp/108493
This occurred at home, and it was late evening
Sebastian took the sample of 5-MeO-TMT from the bag, and weighed out approx 90mg and swallowed it. He had heard about this place in a book written by a wizened old man. An ancient tome filled with the never ending story, every dream imaginable in every land. Sebastian foolishly dove in unafraid, thinking he knew what lied ahead. He sent a telegram to reality, telling him where he was going to travel. Reality told him to enjoy. Sebastian spoke again, saying that it's more a matter of what I can learn, but still, I take this journey. He didn't realize that the words he wrote would ring out as prophetic. The childlike princess held Sebastian tight as the nothing began to take over the land. It came quicker and quicker.
Foolishly Sebastian reached out for the nothing (5-MeO-TMT) and snorted more. 'This is sadness powder, pure sadness in a yellow powder' Sebastian said as Rick told Morty his place in the universe. Sebastian echoed his words to a small corner of the internet, before the internet got swallowed by the nothing. Sebastian went into the nothing to try to find the internet (turns out Jen had it. The silly elders let her hold onto it) and returned in front of the glowing picture window. Suddenly the pictures, the words, the childlike princess, all of them got swallowed by the nothing.
There is Nothing to be said about the Nothing, as there is Nothing there
It is literally Nothing.
The Nothing swept over the land for several hours, keeping Sebastian in a stranglehold. Outside of the world of fantasy the real princess held her man's hand, and was stronger than anyone could have ever imagined. She reached through the void and brought Sebastian back from the Nothing.
Sebastian's first memories were of a clinician saying that 'this is a recording device, you keep looping, it's to keep track of time in a way you could understand'. Sebastian sees 4:20 roll by on the recorder. Smoke weed everyday, he thinks to himself. A thought! He thinks.... He ponders this for a second. I think... Therefore I am? I must be then, cause I'm thinking this.
He suddenly feels guilt about what has happened. He flipped out, and was totally in psychosis. His lover (the clinician, the princess) had watched over him and kept him safe, because of love. He was coming back now. So much sorrow. So much guilt. How could he ever fix it? He didn't know. So he locked the memories away for in a vault, a vault which I, the narrator, have found, and have transcribed for you here.
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