My First DMT Experience. I asked the question "what is the point of me?" And this is what happened

The first time I tried DMT, I was with friends. I hadn’t heard of it before and didn’t know what to expect, but I was naturally curious about substances. Since I wasn’t prone to hallucinations, I thought, Why not give it a try?

One of my friends instructed me: “Inhale as much as you can and hold it in as long as possible.” So, I did. Almost immediately, I felt a warm embrace envelop me, and I began to sink into the sofa. It felt like I was melting into the fabric, deeper and deeper, until I found myself seemingly coming down from the ceiling, returning to the very spot I had started.

As I settled back, a voice or presence asked me, “What would you like to know?” Without hesitation, I responded, “Okay, what is the fucking point of me?”

I’m not sure if my eyes were open or closed, but suddenly, my vision filled with numbers. It started with “0.00000000000,” and these zeros stretched endlessly, flashing past me at incomprehensible speed, like light-years zooming by. I noticed the decimal point after the first zero, a small yet distinct detail.

After what felt like an eternity, the motion began to slow. Finally, the last number appeared—a single, golden-colored “1.” It approached me, growing larger until it was directly in front of me, as if to say, “This is your point. This is your space in the universe.”

It wasn’t just about my place in the vastness of everything—it was a profound revelation. I understood that my existence, while seemingly tiny, is essential. Without my “1,” the universe would lose its wholeness. It would become “0.9999999999...” infinitely incomplete. My “1” matters, and so does yours. Each of us, no matter how small we feel in this endless cosmos, makes it whole. Without you, without me, there’s nothing.

That experience profoundly changed my outlook on life. It made me realize that I shouldn’t waste time on fear or worry but instead marvel at the awe-inspiring complexity and beauty of existence. Every day, I am amazed at how extraordinary this life is—that it even exists at all. Here we are, in this vast universe, surrounded by beauty, with senses that allow us to experience it in so many magical ways.

Some people are disappointed with life, and I struggle to understand why. Perhaps they haven’t questioned their own existence—why they’re here, how they got here, or what’s next. Many expect life to be easy, which it isn’t and never will be. But once you understand that, you can start to appreciate the miracle of simply being.

That vision opened my eyes in a way I never expected. I hope this resonates with someone out there.