It was like numerology and language. She floated/hovered (all I could see of her was from her upper chest and above, just like a puppet master working above the scenes) above all the elves that were busy weaving and creating micro-universes. I saw Buddha, man. I closed my eyes and focused immediately into the distance, it was very clear,
There were no questions anymore, all was answered, and there was eternal unity. So this sense of worry snapped me out of the trance — I stood up and walked into the other room still tripping really hard. It is so close to us, adjacent or
Its voice utterly destoyed me. I had a sense that I was being asked what I wanted, and I replied. I made love to a plant, I think; with every essence of my being I swirled in ecstatic alignment with it. It seemed a lot more in
Like a corridor that I always go through but never can pull the recollection out of the trip. I barely had time to put down the pipe. There was not one recognizable item there. It was 'calmer' than last time I was there; the previous time I ended 'running around' like a brat, getting somehow led out of the 'playpen' by that behaviour. All hell breaks loose! Zarkov found himself in an elaborate caped outfit, somewhere between Darth Vadar and Ming the Merciless. She was trying to communicate with me. While she was 'blowing' stuff into me, I knew, on one hand, that this was 'just a waking dream'. what it feels like to be the only entity in the universe? these noodles of colors swirling between them, and they saw me and they were looking
The men had
I was lying there going, “My god, I'm about to take off here!” And then I did. It was impossible to say more other than that they did not move like the giant insect creatures I have seen clearly under the influence of stropharia mushrooms. I heard announcement trumpets and the ice lifted like a curtain, which for a brief moment exposed my friends and lover as holograms. The world then turned some what cartoonish — like the Simpsons. I began to remember that I had a body, although it was lost to me. It stayed the same distance away from me the whole time and seemed to be at ease with the speed, while I was struggling to keep up. These blobs would bounce around and create new blobs from themselves. It was very "cyberspace". Before I knew it I was in candyland. there was this loud intense hum. Then I began to actually move about freely through the door into a brightly lit room. Mountains of
That's when this dimension turned blue — a sentient being appeared — a blueish, somewhat formless, faceless figure. A light of greater perception, of clarity. I did seem to get a glimpse of some gleeful, dancing beings in a room, but this was brief. eternity.". the enemies of the beings, of enlightenment and relevation, of the meaningful secrets) had caught me, found me, broken into my apartment to question me (and to do even worse to me, of course, unless I was ready to name names...). I was flying out and out, expanding into sky and the infinite ocean of space. beings that are present. universe and prepared to be a bridge. I asked it its name. I take about 3 medium-sized hits, and upon the blowing out of the 3rd EVERYTHING GETS HUGE!!!! Are those beings like us, in some way, but
in us and our feelings. A great darkness came over me and I was allowed to see no more while it hovered above me. It looked like a rounded, polished stone, slowly rotating. She had somewhat of a shocked look on her face. The colors and jagged clouds of turquoise, pink and green steamed past me at an incredible velocity. I packed myself a bit of a bigger hit than the first time. Layers of overlapping sinusoidal patterns obscured my visual field. I had a deep feeling of relaxation and tranquility. The whole
The Voice
It's not a hallucination, but an observation. It is really normal, it is like you, now. This is the most alien thing I have ever felt. slumbering. multidimensional visible language matrix, "waving" their "arms" and
Immediately I completely forgot what I had just experienced. ", and also remembered to breathe regularly. The familiarity was kind of like that infinite return to the now and infinity, the circling cycling merry go round sensation I get from nitrous oxide. I hit it hard and passed the bowl. They dropped beneath my line of vision and came up from below me. As soon as I recalled my human identity, I was flowing back into this
Ontological warp speed arrived in a startlingly immediate flash as the universe quite literally deconstructed itself in front of my eyes into a complex green and red geometrical grid that artist Alex Grey has rendered as the "Universal Mind Lattice." I felt a sense of responsibility begin to resonate within me, both for the knowledge of my wife and my coming child, and the deep psychedelic responsibility of my shamanic-like path. And why is the DMT dimension so synthetic, as if it were
Slowly time and space appeared again, and I came back to the realm of the living. My vision zooms in, like my eyes have become microscopes, and I see molecular structures piecing together to form matter on the most basic of levels. They were
My senses felt completely jumbled. I tried to ask it what it was, but I found myself unable to talk. It's what I tried to do
(At this point track of time was lost.) Outside, since I see trees or jungle behind what appears to be an Aztec monument I am stanidng on, and I've emerged out of the top of it. The beings bid farewell, as they seemed rather offended by my arrogance and desire to control the experience. Everything was prime color cranked up to its fullest potential. The visuals are usually a mixture of kaleidoscopic-geometric forms, archetypal symbols, and outlandish and unimaginable images of people, places and things. I knew it was spiritual energy
It then appeared to be a sort of yin-yang, with a male and female aspect to each side. Then an insectlike thing got right into my face, hovering over me as
bright lights and flying saucers in outer space. The message was changing from the initial 'OK, OK, safe, safe . I rode in the singular idea, aware of its purity and clarity, and above all, its sense of purpose, as it was not aware of my presence, and fell to a violet montage of heads which were dislocated and ethereal, but awaiting its arrival. gnomes. I started to feel 'nothingness'. This time: I was filled up, meaning the insides were replaced. I felt the DMT go in and it burned in my vein. Dose: Two 7mg hits separated by about 15 minutes. It was as if they were trying to make me understand where I was. Now I was in a very different place. I can still hear the psychedelic music in the background however it is now a tool of the tryptamine awareness. guiding me to a platform. One of the first sensations I experienced was I thought that within the now rapidly streaming neon energy clouds and vortices I was hurtling through I perceived the "Other/s" as some sort of "Alien Researchers". The elves were "telling" me (or I was understanding them to say) that I
or any idea remembered, they only want to convey (look!) Interior of entity is suffused cloud of light, pulsing in synch with its intent/actions. I wish I had gotten a better look at them, but as far as I know, they were elf-like creatures, only a sixth of my height. I had no thought, no hopes, no fears, no expectations. over the arms were eyes, mostly closed, as if the creature were asleep or
The quality of light had changed in some indefinable way — not more intense colours, but more clear, more real (the most real) — what I was seeing was pure and unadulterated reality, not a rough approximation made by faulty perception mechanisms. Once this contentment filled my soul and everything slowed down I heard a female voice as if it was being tuned in on a radio. Such an experience, if controllable, would be extremely useful to a shaman trying to treat mental illness. I think I shuddered and started to drool uncontrollably at this point. Not that I would ever take it back, in ways I feel as if it saved my life. I attribute most of the dark edge to the DMT, as I typically find 5-MeO-DMT to be a much more open and vibrant kind of experience, but I couldn't say for sure. They were
Listen on Apple Podcasts. Everything became fluid and danced with an enchanting energy — utterly bewitching. I was so overwhelmed. The crux of everything is that I know now that we are all God/dess in God/dess experiencing everything for God/dess. She wore a flowing cape or gown that streamed directly off a big round glowing face, the kind of face that a 3-year-old kid draws — a circle with dots for eyes and a curved line for a mouth. They were here to serve me, and I somehow had helped them at sometime in the past. The sounds built and built, reaching a peak that culminated in a vortex which sucked everything in existence, the buzzing, the environment around me, and my entire being into a totally foreign dimension: and there I was with total silence. I think it was bright fluorescent blue... really blue-or really pink — I can't remember now. My friend was talking me through it, asking if I was alright, sure, it was pretty and I felt a mild rush of euphoria. I couldn't decide if I had really died or not. Then the engulfment quickly receded,
I remember being drawn back into my body and thinking to hell with this I am not going to die, not yet and I felt the sprites smiling around me looking at me. Just breath.. in.. out.. It was a non-human female being flying around this hyper-dimensional ‘room’. The DMT realm is "next door," behind every billowing curtain,
to be masks. Gadgets, widgets, twirling machines, stair-step pattern, Escher-like “space” and tunnels and chutes. Breakthroughs, are essential! Ecstacy followed as I came down from the small dose quickly, dazed by the euphoric tryptamine afterglow. A moment of near panic, "I think I must have gotten too much!" I felt relaxed and experienced neither nausea nor headaches afterwards. There is the real possibility of adjacent dimensions. Like being in a parking tower. I realize that I haven't taken a breath yet except for hitting the pipe. Like a door had just opened that was always there but it was painted the same as the walls in such a perfect way you would never know it was there. But not real good with the clientele. Enities try and show me (using stuff that looks like its from Kindergarten space) a device that is monitoring/controlling respiratory function. When I decided to pay attention to anyone in particular in the crowd I noticed they all wore the most ornate clothing made of shifting geometrics, and they had pointy ears! It seemed like I was in a dark cave, although I could not see any walls, or floors for that matter. and passing away leaving a poignant feeling of missing,
), and this "presence" seems to be sending vibes to itself similar to, "OK, he's here! There was also a strong feeling of a presence of 2 or 3 "things" — one distracting me with images while another one felt to be doing something to or observing my heart. Not so nervous. me. I was stuck in the “real” world, the world that lasted for eternity. and that removed the interference with what I had been seeing. I took the second hit and instantly heard that carrier wave that McKenna talks about. I looked down at myself and saw all the clothes I was wearing covered in thin textured orange puke which I think was the Tangy Cheese Doritos I had eaten earlier. I felt insects crawling on me and still felt like I had no business being with these beautiful,BEAUTIFUL beings. space. What does the soul's journey mean? This is fucking amazing! A telepathic voice informed me there was an immortal component of the human being. "What are they doing around me?" There were some eyes looking at me, friendly. They seemed greatly dissapointed by this, and they hopped on away from my ignorant ass and went on partying and turning into things without me. I simply closed my eyes again and let these objects continue to explore me. For me it was an enormous amount of DMT, and I immeditaley had a sense of entering a high vacuum. She threw a white blanket over the scene and then pulled it back repeatedly. It had a tiny human head, the size of a marble, attached via a series of DNA strands that had been transformed into a clear metal. me I will see something. I'm zooming along to someplace at tremendous speed, but I can't really see any of the territory that I pass. I felt I could crawl towards it. [Trip Report] 1er Viaje DMT. smoking some DMT. Terence and the female elf were showing SWIM something but it really is fuzzy for him. I could see ahead of me now, and it was blue colored fire. I remember breathing in a hurried fashion, and they were scolding me for rushing to learn. But it was real, and it has become the only spitituality that I have ever known. I was quite amazed. I don't like to be without thoughts. Never met a mantis being! He realized what a magical moment it was, and rode the rest of the trip down with a feeling of utmost inner peace. ), At this point the mantis-dominated visions gave way to a triangular imagery that emanated from the area of the third eye. Images of nude bodies entangled in tantric frenzy filled every spot I looked. My vision suddenly blurred and I set the piece down gently upon the carpet while my body felt as if it were going to levitate up out of the chair and fold in to oblivion, never forgetting "Keep breathing, keep breathing". !” was the only response the experiencer could come up with. During every second of the trip I began to see many dimensions that didn't exist in real life. Only this world is important; I am free and utterly alone. The whole room is filled with spirits. age. The story line was that of the wierdest heavy metal video ever designed. little frightening, almost unbearably intense. or rather,
I knew that it wasn't just images, something was showing me the duality of nature. Is that how it wishes to appear? A sort of good and evil thing: the gremlins versus the tall beings. I then entered this whole journey that I would call extrication. "I'm gonna die!" I did not try to communicate with them for I had no need. It was like going home. I was surrounded, pleasured, rubbed and teased by the rudest, sexiest bunch of faeries you can imagine. I was distracted from these thoughts by some of the most unusual visuals that I have ever had. universe swirl together, swept into a mandala that included the energy formerly known as Scott. One of these clowns was a pretty majorette dressed in a blue, soldier/nutcracker-like kinda uniform...with big red circles painted on her cheeks and a big, beautiful smile. We can do so indirectly, but only through words, expressions, and actions. I have no time to reflect on this, because, suddenly, I’m in front of a giant swirling disc, with coloured moving patterns, the “chrysanthemum” that McKenna talked about, and I’m pushed into it. I think I chugged for awhile. They seem honored to be able to spend time with us. SWIM was traveling at light speed through a tunnel composed of bright yellow and green diamonds. a roar, a sort of an internal hum. forsaken? of creation that underlies all things. As the clouds faded, I felt glazed over. I could hear it buzzing and now crackling. The walls of my mind they came down. Gingko. Nothing I say at this point will do justice to the indescribable world beyond the membrane to ours. After being sprayed, the faeries all formed a group near to me. Suddenly the depth of the Australian Aboriginal understanding of the creative ancestors really hit home. My friends were there, smiling. I'm just an infant there. The flash lasted 2-3 minutes. I just floated around with all this love... Then it changed, and some other kind of beings came to me... first a few... Then more and more (basically they looked a bit like "gremlins", although I wasn't really afraid of them at that time). that we are swept away by the exquisite beauty and truth
from it. I saw a man lying in a hospital room. The pipe had drooped in my hand, and I was actually starting to drool! feeling. John took the pipe from my hand. I took this opportunity, however, to tell Brad what was happening. Then the whole process repeated on the left. I packed hits for them first and then packed a bowl for myself. It was like the fan at first, but separate. It was almost as if their initial appearance was a greeting, and after investigating me they go back to their business, paying me no attention. It's hard to explain. As far as I know, we never did. I breathe and return into the plexus, center of my being, to witness myself as an outline-constructed 2-D diagramatic shell of many coherent light-points, revolving quadrated vortices, large central to smaller and then tiny outer, phosphorescent green and I . There is a continual outflow that is
Within thirty seconds I noticed a change, or rather I noticed that there had never been any change, that I had been in this dreamy unworldly state for millions of years. with my presence. There is a corridor with a very tangible ambience, one can feel the space around. Your entire brain is awakened to its full potential, and you would be surprised at how great that potential is. Things are sticky here. The colors were aggressive, terrifying; I felt as if they would
I will not have such a God! netherworlds, although symbolic, do not resemble those of
Trying to keep up with Eli, I wondered, "It seems like some kind of
I was simply one element in this universal, homogeneous solution. All the while, I kept experiencing some sense of deja-vu, as if I had been in this space before, only I knew that I hadn't. Also physical pain and extreme muscle tension and then nausea, grasping my stomach and convulsing, writhing up down and back and
I blow out the smoke, it looks like mesh against the patterns of the ceiling... the ceiling is moving perfectly in time to the chanting of the vocals in the music (Oliver Shanti and friends). How can you describe
And its not always clear what governs your perceptions and grabs I've just never felt so amazing in my life. I lift my arms and look at my hands. With DMT, once we know it is there, we are left with a choice that is
My intention was to see what spirits, if any, are currently about me. He suggested that because I had looked left, looking right would be the most obvious and relevant thing for me to do next. her attempts at communicating. Past this part of my experience is a complete blur. they didn't just fade away. That's when I blasted off. Then, my body was almost completely overwhelmed by a tremendous energy surge. The vaults seemed to zoom explosively outward then and the gallery expanded ad infinitum into a gargantuan, labrynthine, almost interstellar space, and through every vault poured the miraculous and zany imps who make the tryptamine hyperdimension their home. This angered her because she had specifically told me not to share it yet, and simply wanted me to quiet my mind. They had a lot to tell. I felt that I was being shown something, and I tried to understand what I was seeing, but could not. The events of the preceding paragraph occurred in the space of a few short seconds. Some of the DMT got into my mouth from the pipe, and there was an unpleasant taste as I emerged from the trance. may be where I lost it. The belief that DMT turned me into some intergalactic telepathic gateway, through which I could commune with 'higher' alien life forms, was so strong and fascinating. I have never been told that I am not welcome but I find that it is harder and harder to get up the raw courage necessary to make the trip. I entered into what I would call a eternal loop. and God's love because I was certain I was dying. "As I exhaled I became terribly afraid, my heart very rapid and strong, palms sweating. I was falling through green and blue hues now. Relax, it's alright...". I understood everything it was telling/showing me. Neither of my friends had had an out of body experience or had seen any elves. There were numbers. And in this womb lay enormous spheres in a tree-like pattern spiraling up toward a point of fertility that was signified by a cross that was everchanging and radiating creation. The main thing I remember was a robotic octopus with a million tentacles. Is it by the horizon's light I
All the information is always immediately there and the idea of linearity comes from our linear habits of attention and the fact that we do not yet know how to see/hear/perceive several messages simultaneously and consciously, so we string them out for perceptual convenience. I have heard several tales of psychonauts toking DMT and then seeming to break into a place where they were not only unwelcome but also unexpected. The entities flew back a little. I felt perfectly normal, but felt like I was inside some spacecraft, or chamber, a heart perhaps. even shocked. A row of bare-chested men in tunics, looking Canadian Indian, lean over me. I become completly disembodied. Within ten seconds she was pushed back out though. Your autonomic system will take care of everything, don't worry. was reluctant to take off the eyeshades. It was about a metre in length and was comprised of nothing more then a head and a body. The normal DMT landscape that I'm familiar with tore a hole. and the "Other" in the form of the "Alien Scientists" answered me, not in words but in thoughts that I was having : "It wasn't you who called Us — it was Us who came to you" and then suddenly I pictured all the machinations I had gone through to obtain the material from someone who had kept it buried for several years, and I seriously wondered if I had been manipulated. I would not recommend this tryptamine for those who have not done any psychedelics and feel that their belief systems and lifestyles are as good as they can get. It got bigger farther away, like a funnel. I stood there looking for awhile, then came home. with feelings of love for them. Then they telepathically scanned me, fucked me, and ate me. where things have gone since you left. Took a while
I saw these beings that looked like old fashioned lamp-posts with with spherical heads and cut-out eyes. I remember only parts of this. The only one I can really describe was a dark figure, it had a body but it was completely dark and the rounded face had a big orange spot that moved around like an eyeball... its neck and other features I could make out were segmented, it seemed very worm-like... it was the one closest to me, in fact it was practically sitting next to me... like looking over my shoulder at the designs set forth in front of me. Gradually I get the message. My physical body had become extremely cold feeling, although the room I was in was still moderately warm. I was a little disappointed that experience was spent "giving" when
Things really closed in around me, in comparison to
Something that SWIM is really unable to comprehend although it has clearly been presented to him. I didn't feel rushed or hurried, in fact I think they made it a point to let me know I have as much time as I like with the toy, it was only when I was ready for it to go away that it did. Now I see there are people, they seem to be people. I felt like I was dying and that I had no control whatsoever. Dosage was 75-100mg, one lungful from a waterpipe. So little matters, its incredible. I could see all this energy that I saw behind my eyes interacting and moving physical matter. Unfortunately I don’t remember most of what I saw. I feel a tremendous rush in my chest. plastic tang. The structure showed some wierd details which hardly can be compared with anything we have on our planet. The road was the same rocky road
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