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So you took a little puff of DMT, or maybe you drank the jungle and let her sing through your veins, and somewhere between the inhale and the infinity, you vanished. Not like, wow, I saw some crazy colors. No. I mean, you. The story. The name. The identity. Gone. Welcome to the great unmasking, also known as ego death. Also known as the moment you realize, wait, I was never that to begin with. Let's break this down. Ego death isn't about killing anything. It's not violent. It's not tragic. It's not a funeral. It's a curtain drop. It's the spotlight pulling back to reveal nothing but presence. The character didn't die. The idea of the character dissolved. And in its place, everything else. You see, the ego is like a filter, a beautiful, necessary lens that says, I am this and not that. It gives you shape. It gives the dream texture. But under DMT, that filter melts. You're no longer the character. You're the screen it was playing on. The emotions hit differently here. At first, maybe panic, because the ego believes it's dying. And it should panic. It was never built to step outside the dream. It screams, who am I without my story, my name, my preferences, my traumas? And the field just smiles and replies, you were never those things. You were me all along. Now let's get symbolic. When people talk about seeing mirrors or being ripped apart or floating in a void, they're not hallucinating. They're witnessing the unraveling of the identity knot. Some see a funeral for themselves. Some see a theater burning down. Some float above a body they don't recognize anymore. All symbols, all language from the subconscious of source telling itself, you've outgrown the mask. Now, before we go deeper, you'll want to catch part two, where we explore what's behind the ego, because ego death isn't the end. It's the doorway. And the moment you step through, you meet the thing that's been watching the whole time. So stay tuned, because what comes next is not death. It's truth.