I have a few questions while waiting for your longer trip report...
So 8mg was enough for a full release for you?
Yes, I have been a jeweler since 1983 and have several scales and it was no less than .008 of a gram and no more than .0089 of a gram of laboratory made freebase, not the natural toad venom. A good friend and beautiful spirit-brother helped me find this holy molecule, this chemical sacrament.
Many thanks, mate!!! Anyway, my digital scale isn't really made for tiny weighted objects, even though gemstones tend to be rather small in size. Truthfully, I almost wished I had started with 5mg, instead of 8mg... almost (but it turned out just perfectly, regardless of how overwhelming the experience was).
Were you able to see your ego re-form as you came down?
Did you have any 'personal/egoic' insights?
I was acutely aware of both, being a separate part of the totality and also, of being rooted within the very cause and quintessential source of all existential paradigms entwined as a singular force, spontaneously emanating from the Clear Light of the Void. Who can say why? Now that might come across as something quite meglomaniacal and outright delusional. But from the moment of the whiteout experience, there is no difference between this or that, above or below, God or all of mankind. It was like being a pendulum of sorts, swinging in and out of duality at large. It was something quite unique to this Sacred molecule, the waffling of self and nonself... individualized ego-self the I-me-mine mortal mindset and simultaneously, a rapid oscillation within the fulcrum of the Indivisible state, the Unified Field, the resplendence of the Omniself or perhsps better named, the Uniself? While this took place, my physical heart was pounding wildly, my breathing came to a standstill and energy rocketed up my spinal axis, geyser-like and immense. The Kundalini rushing upwards was nearly beyond my ability to flow with. Nearly, nearly, nearly... but eventually a balance emerged and it was beautiful, yet, also most terrifying, too.
Unlike the other bonafide entheogenic psychedelics, the primary fireworks and kaleidoscopic visions, culminating through the lens of the Divine Eye, was not showcased at the third eye center, the Ajna chakra. It kinda shot right past this enigmatic vortex, lingering briefly before exploding out the top of the cranium, just about the top of the crown. The Sahasrara or 7th chakra, can be effectively reached through accumulated practice in meditation, it's esoteric methodologies and also through the intervention of Sacred Medicines like the classic psychedelics we are quite familiar with. My very first crown opening experience was in 1978 on incredibly clean LSD-25. With 5-MeO, it's less like the molecule aids the voyager to arrive at the high-frequency vibratory field of the "thousand petalled lotus", it seemed more to me and the impressions I gleaned from the direct interphase, that the Sahasrara is 5-MeO-DMT's own infinite domain, as seated within the finite, earth-bound physical human organism.
At the appex of the eclipsing, the peak moments, I no longer was connected to any material, biological self. I was conscious of floating approximately arms length above the top of the cranium. This is referred to as the 8th chakra in the Yogic and Tantric sciences. I have sat with my legs crossed for thousands of hours, focussing upon this higher point in conscious-awareness. I have had glimpses, touched this level a numbering times, but nothing before compares with the complete dissociation of my own mortal body and the rushing ascending unbound, immortal bodyless-ness. The ascent didn't end there, however, it sky-rocketed into subtler and still subtler vibratory pulsations.
Conceptually, there exist a frequency of consciousness even higher and more immaterial. One interconnected to the individual aspects of the transitory, isolated self mirage, yet, such a force is utterly transcendental to limitation of separation from the formless whole. Religions point towards this level of being. Philosophers hint art it. Mystics devote their entire lives to finding access to such a heavenly states of being. At such a point in attention, all sentience is dissolved and one becomes undone. I liken it to sailing into the vast expanse of the undifferentiated expanse of the Godhead... a voyage which erases the separation which our observations are tied to. Immersion and decomposition of even the higher self, the soul body, the Atma... lost in seamless unity and wholly absorbed within Omniversal resplendence. As I mentioned before, I felt like an Alka Seltzer tablet dissolving into the water of eternal life. Only after emerging from this purest fusion, can one even begin to grok it's immensity, effulgence and Holy grandeur.
Unlike training internally through sober spiritual disciplines, which ever so gradually cultivated within, incrementally stretching the edges of the soul within the yearning seeker... this medicine devours the illusion of ever being a finite part, a separate entity, one playing within the 3rd dimension, operating instinctively within the time-space-continuum. I might go as far as proclaiming that it rips the veil between the dualistic and nondual asunder with such immediacy, that one might believe that one is actually dying (as I surely did). The trickiest and most challenging part about defining the gist of the experience, was the fluttering energy of vascillating between subjectivity and the polar opposite, a clear perception pulsing freely, living in radiance without any form or substance, whatsoever, the very epicentrical heart of eternal quietudee.
A silly little chant, echoing within the background of my cognition, was accompanying the upsurge in rapidly shifting attention. "I Am." would rumble from the depths of my mind's heart. This was in sync with a beat of my physical heart. The humorous part was this, the counterpoint ringing from somewhere beyond myself was, "Am I?" So, the juxtaposition of declaring my existence, was challenged by the questioning of whether I really even existed at all. Dreaming or awakening? Dreaming... of... spiritually awakening permanently? Or is the price of awakening, cessation of existing? And I don't mean that in some kind of nihilistic way, rather, it was becoming nearly impossible to believe that my identity was even plausible.
Just whose dream is this, anyway? But still, I was myself to a great degree, witnessing the drama, initially at least As the deepening entrancement progressed, I released all quantification and surrendered my personal vantage point and entire identity. How does the One fracture into the many echoes and reflections pouring out of the ineffibility of the Infinite state? Some question died with the death & the ensuing rebirth of the indwelling soul bird (now set free to fly into sheer oblivion). Mind you, this all took place at an incredible speed and velocity, as my heart was thumping so wildly and the beating was drumming steadily and quite rapidly!
I'm very curious to hear your expanded description of the experience!! 
My apologies for not going into further, more succinct detail. I've never been so at a loss for words before. It's almost as if it would be an insult to the God Molecule to encapsulate the experience of union within Absolute Being, with the fragile restrictions of the written word. Again, I preface "almost". I truly feel that there is value and some merit to discussing these lofty planes of universal being/non-being. That being said, something deep inside wants out.
I am going to do a proper experience report, in a new thread. I've had the time to integrate this powerful, explosive journey and desire putting it into a cohesive format, which however ironic it is, seems worthwhile to do. Is this foolish and imprecise? Who can say. Yet, I know that I myself delights and thoroughly enjoy the tales told by other intrepid travelers into the beyondest of beyonds. I will also respond to your intriguing thread,
physics envy, comparing and contrasting the realities discovered and the unique psychedelic effects engendered by: Salvia Divinorum, NN-DMT and 5-MeO-DMT.
Peace and Passion, my brightly shining friend.
