My 12/12/12 at 12:12:12 DMT experience was one of the most unique and amazing experiences I could ever be so lucky to have. I tried to time it out perfectly. I set two alarms just to make sure I wouldn't forget or be asleep or anything. Unfortunately Wednesdays the landscapers outside are incredibly noisy, and I realized that they would coincide with the experience, but I was determined. I decided I would listen with music. I typically don't like to journey with music anymore, especially if I know I'm trying to go big because I don't want the music to obscure any important messages or beautiful audio hallucinations that hyperspace can have to offer, but left with the difficult decision of being distracted or startled by loud landscapers (and thus throwing off the entire experience) verse listening to music, I decided to go with the music.
Before I started, I set a very broad set of intentions of learning, growth, loving, positivity and some grand 12/12/12 vision, and that's pretty much exactly what I got. I loaded up a hefty amount of pure white fluffy goodness in the GVG. I typically don't get pre-flight anxiety too bad anymore, but man, my heart was beating harder than ever.
I can't remember precisely how it started (nothing new there), but relatively quickly I found myself looking at these beautiful crystal clear Godhead "cog-bells". They were aligning themselves with me and the colors were beyond all the super-hyper colors I have come to see in my close to around 1000 DMT experiences. The way that the holographic machinery smoothly shifted from the most delicate purples into the most precious, heart-clutching oranges. I've come to theorize that I think part of what makes some of the colors (not all, but some) from hyperspace so surrealistic has to do with the holography element to the experience - that you can perceive a variety of colors in the same place thanks to the amazing holographic phase relationships of the concurrent, co-existing colors.
That was phase one of the experience which was simply hands-down, no comparison for phase two! Somehow the Godhead cog-bells ended up coalescing to create what seemed like some kind of underground Egyptian layer. I became entirely enveloped in a floaty, weightless realm of Egyptian love. A pharaoh-esque character descended from the ceiling of the chamber to embrace me. The entire environment was so incredibly warm, sensual and tantalizing. Splashes of harmony in the music I was listening to would give way to brilliantly tessilated Egyptian birds. They were very much like the wings and tessilations from this famous sarcophagus. I felt like I was allowed so much time there, I was so incredibly grateful, and thanked aloud whatever forces were responsible, and let a couple squeals of joy slip that I couldn't manage to fully contain
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Put simply, I just could not have asked for a better 12/12/12 experience.
Before I started, I set a very broad set of intentions of learning, growth, loving, positivity and some grand 12/12/12 vision, and that's pretty much exactly what I got. I loaded up a hefty amount of pure white fluffy goodness in the GVG. I typically don't get pre-flight anxiety too bad anymore, but man, my heart was beating harder than ever.
I can't remember precisely how it started (nothing new there), but relatively quickly I found myself looking at these beautiful crystal clear Godhead "cog-bells". They were aligning themselves with me and the colors were beyond all the super-hyper colors I have come to see in my close to around 1000 DMT experiences. The way that the holographic machinery smoothly shifted from the most delicate purples into the most precious, heart-clutching oranges. I've come to theorize that I think part of what makes some of the colors (not all, but some) from hyperspace so surrealistic has to do with the holography element to the experience - that you can perceive a variety of colors in the same place thanks to the amazing holographic phase relationships of the concurrent, co-existing colors.
That was phase one of the experience which was simply hands-down, no comparison for phase two! Somehow the Godhead cog-bells ended up coalescing to create what seemed like some kind of underground Egyptian layer. I became entirely enveloped in a floaty, weightless realm of Egyptian love. A pharaoh-esque character descended from the ceiling of the chamber to embrace me. The entire environment was so incredibly warm, sensual and tantalizing. Splashes of harmony in the music I was listening to would give way to brilliantly tessilated Egyptian birds. They were very much like the wings and tessilations from this famous sarcophagus. I felt like I was allowed so much time there, I was so incredibly grateful, and thanked aloud whatever forces were responsible, and let a couple squeals of joy slip that I couldn't manage to fully contain
:thumb_up: :lol: Put simply, I just could not have asked for a better 12/12/12 experience.
