Alot of people think that DMT is a benign lil entheogen that takes you to the land of elves, bubblegum and fairly floss. This couldn't be further from the truth. Yes you can have positive experiances (rare) with this stuff but when it takes you to the dark corridors you won't go back soon.
In my experiances and many other people I have dabbled it with DMT can take you to the dimensions that are voodistic/ vampiric and pure evil although sometimes it's glossed over as yay bubblegum happy land. I saw this astral happyland and then something slipped and I glimpsed on what was going on behind this circus show and it wasn't happy land anymore. It was more darker more sinister and definelty not good. Some kind of Cthulian, insectoid, reptilian beings, ready to drill into yer third eye and operate/probe and generally fuck with your soul or some shit.
It doesn't sound very scary on paper but when you are there you realize you have made some grave grave mistake and you ARE fuckin in the grip of something much more cunning and manevolent than anything on earth.
I never wrote my trips down although one particular trip stays with me, it was a jellyfish/octopus like being that swallowed me and inside it was like the strangest most twisted visions of evil. It was possesion of some sort, I grew fangs and I felt very scared for my soul, it was fucked and I felt/sensed that this stuff can open up a gateway to very very bad places that won't go away after the trip is over.
I felt emotionally and spiritually drained for months afterwards and I still don't feel 100 % normal. Somehow once you open these certain gateways they can stay open and my dreams were seriously twisted and bizarre since my experiances, it's like these things can enter through these portals while you sleep. Each morning I would feel seriously drained and fatigued, no shit this ALL started after using DMT for a few months.
I in short I felt possesed by something. This stuff takes you to places that are NOT in your best intrests. I found some reports from some articulate trippers. These are just a handful of things you may encounter on DMT, it ain't the spirit molecule thats for sure. It's more like the alien voodo chemical. Check this shit out, my experiances exactly....
1)
It's those funny little trolls that speak in visual words that freaked me out!
They weren't Kosher either....There was something sinister about them...they moved like insects....the whole experience felt like a twisted Tim Burton movie.
And all they wanted to know was about my world....the words that came out of their mouths--I could see them, looked like those enochian letters used by occultists.
It's their insect-like movements that really troubled me!
It's as if they were black widow spiders to me...and I don't know why...
2)
it was really like i had freed something evil from a bottle... not a genie! she kept cackling about how good it was to be free again and that i should keep her out and bring her out more... but it all rang wrong.. like it didnt feel right.
i had essentially been along for the ride up till now... sorta taking ti all in. but at that point i realized the time was to act. it was like a lucid dream all of a sudden. i had the power to change how events were going down. realization of what was happening led me to move forward.. and i did... but i left my body behind.... i turned and looked and saw myself sitting there meditating.... and gmg sitting there beside me. i looked into the kitchen and there was this creature. i told it that it was unwelcome here... and that if it didnt leave i would make it. this seemed to infuriate the whatever ti was... lady spirit/demon?
she went around faster and faster and kept cackling like mad...
so... not knowing what to do... i concentrated... and called at it... like magnetism... but not... it sounds goofy i know... but i sucked it back into me. after i sucked it back into me i started talkign to gmg about what was going on.... and i got REALLY jittery... like shaking.... bouncing my legs while sitting there....
i think i had trapped it in me... but thats no fucking good. so i ended up taking two more hits off the pipe that has god knows how much residue in it.. (i ALWAYS pack more on top... the herb is saturated )
spending all of my focus to cleanse myself... to just get rid of the bad... and just focued my will on it.
and that was the end of that experience. it sorta freaked me out... as i felt soo damn zapped the last time i did it (w/ wayy too much) and had an encounter before where it seemed like a snakelike lady was wrapped around my torso and sitting on my shoulder.... i wondered if perhaps they were some kind of parasitic spirit that sucked something out of me... fed off me in a vampiric fasion.. but could only do so when my mind was sorta phased into hyperspace... and when i went way out there (the 150 mgs) it was able to suck more out of me....
soo.. i sorta thought she could be the same spirit i had encountered soo many times.. and was really not thrilled w/ the idea of anything feeding off me...
3)
Swim finally rolls over and stares at ceiling only to make eye contact with a sinister looking being that resembled an evil jester. Swim spoke to this being with an ancient language for a short time, and the conversation seemed to lean towards, "I told you so..."then his voice started to fade, then certain facial features, finally fading to black.
4)
ASSISTANT: Was it a big cat?
SUBJECT: Um… my idea was there were lots of domestic cats, and it wasn’t a big cat like a jaguar, and I hadn’t even thought of a jaguar until I said it now, obviously it might have formed some sort of expectation, because I’d read about jaguars… but this was someone communicating to me in spirit form… I wish I could remember it…
ASSISTANT: You said it was too beautiful to describe.
SUBJECT: Yeah, it still is… I wish I could remember it… I can remember it…
ASSISTANT: You said it was a dying shaman…
SUBJECT: I saw him on the wall, that’s right! Yes! thank you ASSISTANT [laughter], I saw him on the wall, and he was lying in a swamp of blood, it was like blood, and he had skulls all around, it was like he was lying on this morass of bodies in a swamp, there was blood instead of water, and the skulls were all around his head like a halo, and they were covered with vomit, this orange vomit, which was coming out of their eyes… [sigh] …and that’s it, that was all there was… [heavy breathing]
5)
There is something decidedly alien and even Cthulhuic about the DiMenTions of DeMenTia. Lovecraft's descriptions of 'non-Euclidian geometries' and 'angles which appear acute but somehow *turn out* to be ob-tuse' are very reminiscent of the Escheresque qualities of DMT as it warps the usual Laws of Form; as are the 'strange geometries' AOS sometimes perceived (according to K.Grant). The taranticular insectoid cyber-tentacle which emerged from a whirlpool of blood (the Well of Remembrance) and drilled into my Ajna on my second (smoked) DMT trip is in retrospect decidedly Cthuloid
6)
. I smoked with him on his back portch and after the first and only hit i took i was quickly transported to another place. No aliens, elves or giant insects, the best description would be like a night club in the netherworld. In this place my friend who also smoked it was there with me and he told me that this was what he was triing to show me. With the end of every statement, a woman came by and touched the center of my forhead and my mouth filled up with blood.
7)
between that trip and the next i talked w/ gmg... we talked about how we feel things touch us while we are on dmt. and we know its not the other person doing it. she described the last session she had as being sort of probed... being drilled into... and it not hurting.. but feeling it.. in her jaw.. and her head... (almost like they were taking samples or checking levels..
8)
i was dead... decaying... and that wasnt soo bad.. the bugs eating me i could handle... but towards the end.. a female cold presence came and started probing me with odd hook like instruments.. like a cross between what a dentist and a slaughteryard would use....
ripping open this... poking here... and it did NOT feel good.
as this became unbearable... i WILLED the experience away... and luckily i got away from it...
almost yacked afterwards (like 5 mins afterwards) but did not...
9)
The best metaphor that I can come up with for what I went through is that of an alien abduction. It felt as though I was being examined and probed by a cold, unemotional, foreign presence whose intentions were unclear but seemed very sinister at the time. It was inasive and very disturbing, almost like a psychic rape. The predominant feeling tone was quite dark and foreboding. I was experiencing a slight degree of stomach upset from the DMT, and vomited near the hour point.
10)
There is a sinister backdrop, an alien-type, insectoid, not-quite-pleasant
side of this, isn't there? Its not a "We're- going-to get-you-motherfucker."
It's more like being possessed. During the experience there is sense of someone,
or something else, there taking control. It's like you have to defend
yourself against them, whoever they are, but they certainly are there. I'm
aware of them and they're aware of me. It's like they have an agenda. It's
like walking into a different neighborhood. You're really not quite sure
what the culture is. It's got such a distinct flavour, the reptilian being or
beings that are present.
"How about the scary element?" I asked. "What's the worst they could
do if they are unleashed with access to you?"
That's what it's about. It's the sense of the possibility that's so strange.
11)
It's not like LSD. Things really closed in around me, in comparison to
the spaciousness that I feel with LSD. There was no feeling of space. Everything
was in close. I've never seen anything like that. They were interested
in emotion. As I was holding on to my last thought, that God equals love,
they said, "Even here? Even here?" I said, "Yes, of course." They were still
there but I was making love to them at the same time. They feasted as they
made love to me. I don't know if they were male or female or something
else, but it was extremely alien, though not necessarily unpleasant. The
thought came to me with certainty that they were manipulating my DNA,
changing its structure.
12)
My second trip was a little more scary...Funny little salimanders trying to bite me.
The horror started when these shadow-like beings approached me....they seemed to be upset that I could see them. I felt this strange deep depression any time one of these beings approached me. They had these sinister red eyes and I knew they hated me bieng there.
A weird experience was when I spoke, I could actually see my words--roman script visually coming out of my mouth was a trip!
But when these Gnome things spoke, it looked like those Enochian characters on some of those occult sites....
13)
These first journeys were brief and hard to integrate. The rapidity of the visions was such that only the general tenor of the content was discernable. It seemed to have a sinister tone, consisting of images such as playing cards flashing by, skulls, military hardware, screws. At one point a vicious gun turret on the back of a plane with jutting machine barrels.
This is just a few of the reports I have found, theres a shit load more on the net. The truth is DMT doesn't take you to holy, spiritual, peaceful places. In all my experiances I have never seen a buddha being or anything like that. I have seen once an enlightened looking being but when I focused ( I meditate alot) I noticed it was a scrim or a screen projecting this benevolent image. It kinda fractured and I saw a scowling looking banshee like being behind it.
To tell you the truth DMT has not done one positive thing, it clouds you and somehow tries to disconnect you from the source or from the good replacing it with lust and bad perverted thoughts ( I would feel an extreme amount of lust and a strange heavy feeling around my back and chest after DMT use and it lingers constantly like some kind of vampiric being latched there).
Oh yeah there was this guy, Kevin Furnas over at the Ayahuasca forums who commited suicide after using Aya many times. He stated that the beings wanted him to join them over on the other side and he beleived them. See? This shit is so fuckin deceptive and evil. This guy was you know, one of those love and light and Aya is so holy type dudes. You really gotta see beyond all that bullshit to realize whats really going on and that this shit DMT/Aya has it's own sinister agenda.
Oh yeah and also with Aya and even sometimes with DMT people encounter snake like beings and think there good and holy. Most people in real life are wary of snakes cause they feel there dangerous but when they encounter them in these realms they think "oh it's a holy being" its nice! Fuckn weird. It's a snake dammit, you'd run from it on this plane but over there you think it's ok??
DMT I feel most often takes you to the evil, twisted, cruel realms which are somehow voodoo/ alien demon related. There somehow deceptive and can make you feel bliss/love but it's not true, behind this theres some sinister evil stuff going on thats for sure. It's like, well this might sound a bit dogmatic or religious, but it's like your entering Satan's palace and it has many gradients of evil and dark shit and it's a) based on tricks/ illusion and magic b) wonderous c) deceptive d) somehow linked with dark forces or voodoo or SOMETHING really bad.
They say that demons are masters of deception and can shapeshift and I feel that is somehow what is going on when you interact with these beings. They also say that they are angels of light but I feel that they play you like a puppet on a string and you are overawed and think it was amazing and full of love.
Some people think that DMT is all in the mind blah blah blah. Bullshit, why is it that in the Amazon they have Brujos or Dark Sorceres that can kill and injure people while on DMT. They have evil spells and other dark shit and can send out magical darts and other bad Voodoo shit.
This had to be said, the DMT realms are a lie and a trick. It's not the truth and they aren't good for you one bit. I'm going to be following up this post with more proof that DMT is not what it appears.
Peace Out..
In my experiances and many other people I have dabbled it with DMT can take you to the dimensions that are voodistic/ vampiric and pure evil although sometimes it's glossed over as yay bubblegum happy land. I saw this astral happyland and then something slipped and I glimpsed on what was going on behind this circus show and it wasn't happy land anymore. It was more darker more sinister and definelty not good. Some kind of Cthulian, insectoid, reptilian beings, ready to drill into yer third eye and operate/probe and generally fuck with your soul or some shit.
It doesn't sound very scary on paper but when you are there you realize you have made some grave grave mistake and you ARE fuckin in the grip of something much more cunning and manevolent than anything on earth.
I never wrote my trips down although one particular trip stays with me, it was a jellyfish/octopus like being that swallowed me and inside it was like the strangest most twisted visions of evil. It was possesion of some sort, I grew fangs and I felt very scared for my soul, it was fucked and I felt/sensed that this stuff can open up a gateway to very very bad places that won't go away after the trip is over.
I felt emotionally and spiritually drained for months afterwards and I still don't feel 100 % normal. Somehow once you open these certain gateways they can stay open and my dreams were seriously twisted and bizarre since my experiances, it's like these things can enter through these portals while you sleep. Each morning I would feel seriously drained and fatigued, no shit this ALL started after using DMT for a few months.
I in short I felt possesed by something. This stuff takes you to places that are NOT in your best intrests. I found some reports from some articulate trippers. These are just a handful of things you may encounter on DMT, it ain't the spirit molecule thats for sure. It's more like the alien voodo chemical. Check this shit out, my experiances exactly....
1)
It's those funny little trolls that speak in visual words that freaked me out!
They weren't Kosher either....There was something sinister about them...they moved like insects....the whole experience felt like a twisted Tim Burton movie.
And all they wanted to know was about my world....the words that came out of their mouths--I could see them, looked like those enochian letters used by occultists.
It's their insect-like movements that really troubled me!
It's as if they were black widow spiders to me...and I don't know why...
2)
it was really like i had freed something evil from a bottle... not a genie! she kept cackling about how good it was to be free again and that i should keep her out and bring her out more... but it all rang wrong.. like it didnt feel right.
i had essentially been along for the ride up till now... sorta taking ti all in. but at that point i realized the time was to act. it was like a lucid dream all of a sudden. i had the power to change how events were going down. realization of what was happening led me to move forward.. and i did... but i left my body behind.... i turned and looked and saw myself sitting there meditating.... and gmg sitting there beside me. i looked into the kitchen and there was this creature. i told it that it was unwelcome here... and that if it didnt leave i would make it. this seemed to infuriate the whatever ti was... lady spirit/demon?
she went around faster and faster and kept cackling like mad...
so... not knowing what to do... i concentrated... and called at it... like magnetism... but not... it sounds goofy i know... but i sucked it back into me. after i sucked it back into me i started talkign to gmg about what was going on.... and i got REALLY jittery... like shaking.... bouncing my legs while sitting there....
i think i had trapped it in me... but thats no fucking good. so i ended up taking two more hits off the pipe that has god knows how much residue in it.. (i ALWAYS pack more on top... the herb is saturated )
spending all of my focus to cleanse myself... to just get rid of the bad... and just focued my will on it.
and that was the end of that experience. it sorta freaked me out... as i felt soo damn zapped the last time i did it (w/ wayy too much) and had an encounter before where it seemed like a snakelike lady was wrapped around my torso and sitting on my shoulder.... i wondered if perhaps they were some kind of parasitic spirit that sucked something out of me... fed off me in a vampiric fasion.. but could only do so when my mind was sorta phased into hyperspace... and when i went way out there (the 150 mgs) it was able to suck more out of me....
soo.. i sorta thought she could be the same spirit i had encountered soo many times.. and was really not thrilled w/ the idea of anything feeding off me...
3)
Swim finally rolls over and stares at ceiling only to make eye contact with a sinister looking being that resembled an evil jester. Swim spoke to this being with an ancient language for a short time, and the conversation seemed to lean towards, "I told you so..."then his voice started to fade, then certain facial features, finally fading to black.
4)
ASSISTANT: Was it a big cat?
SUBJECT: Um… my idea was there were lots of domestic cats, and it wasn’t a big cat like a jaguar, and I hadn’t even thought of a jaguar until I said it now, obviously it might have formed some sort of expectation, because I’d read about jaguars… but this was someone communicating to me in spirit form… I wish I could remember it…
ASSISTANT: You said it was too beautiful to describe.
SUBJECT: Yeah, it still is… I wish I could remember it… I can remember it…
ASSISTANT: You said it was a dying shaman…
SUBJECT: I saw him on the wall, that’s right! Yes! thank you ASSISTANT [laughter], I saw him on the wall, and he was lying in a swamp of blood, it was like blood, and he had skulls all around, it was like he was lying on this morass of bodies in a swamp, there was blood instead of water, and the skulls were all around his head like a halo, and they were covered with vomit, this orange vomit, which was coming out of their eyes… [sigh] …and that’s it, that was all there was… [heavy breathing]
5)
There is something decidedly alien and even Cthulhuic about the DiMenTions of DeMenTia. Lovecraft's descriptions of 'non-Euclidian geometries' and 'angles which appear acute but somehow *turn out* to be ob-tuse' are very reminiscent of the Escheresque qualities of DMT as it warps the usual Laws of Form; as are the 'strange geometries' AOS sometimes perceived (according to K.Grant). The taranticular insectoid cyber-tentacle which emerged from a whirlpool of blood (the Well of Remembrance) and drilled into my Ajna on my second (smoked) DMT trip is in retrospect decidedly Cthuloid
6)
. I smoked with him on his back portch and after the first and only hit i took i was quickly transported to another place. No aliens, elves or giant insects, the best description would be like a night club in the netherworld. In this place my friend who also smoked it was there with me and he told me that this was what he was triing to show me. With the end of every statement, a woman came by and touched the center of my forhead and my mouth filled up with blood.
7)
between that trip and the next i talked w/ gmg... we talked about how we feel things touch us while we are on dmt. and we know its not the other person doing it. she described the last session she had as being sort of probed... being drilled into... and it not hurting.. but feeling it.. in her jaw.. and her head... (almost like they were taking samples or checking levels..
8)
i was dead... decaying... and that wasnt soo bad.. the bugs eating me i could handle... but towards the end.. a female cold presence came and started probing me with odd hook like instruments.. like a cross between what a dentist and a slaughteryard would use....
ripping open this... poking here... and it did NOT feel good.
as this became unbearable... i WILLED the experience away... and luckily i got away from it...
almost yacked afterwards (like 5 mins afterwards) but did not...
9)
The best metaphor that I can come up with for what I went through is that of an alien abduction. It felt as though I was being examined and probed by a cold, unemotional, foreign presence whose intentions were unclear but seemed very sinister at the time. It was inasive and very disturbing, almost like a psychic rape. The predominant feeling tone was quite dark and foreboding. I was experiencing a slight degree of stomach upset from the DMT, and vomited near the hour point.
10)
There is a sinister backdrop, an alien-type, insectoid, not-quite-pleasant
side of this, isn't there? Its not a "We're- going-to get-you-motherfucker."
It's more like being possessed. During the experience there is sense of someone,
or something else, there taking control. It's like you have to defend
yourself against them, whoever they are, but they certainly are there. I'm
aware of them and they're aware of me. It's like they have an agenda. It's
like walking into a different neighborhood. You're really not quite sure
what the culture is. It's got such a distinct flavour, the reptilian being or
beings that are present.
"How about the scary element?" I asked. "What's the worst they could
do if they are unleashed with access to you?"
That's what it's about. It's the sense of the possibility that's so strange.
11)
It's not like LSD. Things really closed in around me, in comparison to
the spaciousness that I feel with LSD. There was no feeling of space. Everything
was in close. I've never seen anything like that. They were interested
in emotion. As I was holding on to my last thought, that God equals love,
they said, "Even here? Even here?" I said, "Yes, of course." They were still
there but I was making love to them at the same time. They feasted as they
made love to me. I don't know if they were male or female or something
else, but it was extremely alien, though not necessarily unpleasant. The
thought came to me with certainty that they were manipulating my DNA,
changing its structure.
12)
My second trip was a little more scary...Funny little salimanders trying to bite me.
The horror started when these shadow-like beings approached me....they seemed to be upset that I could see them. I felt this strange deep depression any time one of these beings approached me. They had these sinister red eyes and I knew they hated me bieng there.
A weird experience was when I spoke, I could actually see my words--roman script visually coming out of my mouth was a trip!
But when these Gnome things spoke, it looked like those Enochian characters on some of those occult sites....
13)
These first journeys were brief and hard to integrate. The rapidity of the visions was such that only the general tenor of the content was discernable. It seemed to have a sinister tone, consisting of images such as playing cards flashing by, skulls, military hardware, screws. At one point a vicious gun turret on the back of a plane with jutting machine barrels.
This is just a few of the reports I have found, theres a shit load more on the net. The truth is DMT doesn't take you to holy, spiritual, peaceful places. In all my experiances I have never seen a buddha being or anything like that. I have seen once an enlightened looking being but when I focused ( I meditate alot) I noticed it was a scrim or a screen projecting this benevolent image. It kinda fractured and I saw a scowling looking banshee like being behind it.
To tell you the truth DMT has not done one positive thing, it clouds you and somehow tries to disconnect you from the source or from the good replacing it with lust and bad perverted thoughts ( I would feel an extreme amount of lust and a strange heavy feeling around my back and chest after DMT use and it lingers constantly like some kind of vampiric being latched there).
Oh yeah there was this guy, Kevin Furnas over at the Ayahuasca forums who commited suicide after using Aya many times. He stated that the beings wanted him to join them over on the other side and he beleived them. See? This shit is so fuckin deceptive and evil. This guy was you know, one of those love and light and Aya is so holy type dudes. You really gotta see beyond all that bullshit to realize whats really going on and that this shit DMT/Aya has it's own sinister agenda.
Oh yeah and also with Aya and even sometimes with DMT people encounter snake like beings and think there good and holy. Most people in real life are wary of snakes cause they feel there dangerous but when they encounter them in these realms they think "oh it's a holy being" its nice! Fuckn weird. It's a snake dammit, you'd run from it on this plane but over there you think it's ok??
DMT I feel most often takes you to the evil, twisted, cruel realms which are somehow voodoo/ alien demon related. There somehow deceptive and can make you feel bliss/love but it's not true, behind this theres some sinister evil stuff going on thats for sure. It's like, well this might sound a bit dogmatic or religious, but it's like your entering Satan's palace and it has many gradients of evil and dark shit and it's a) based on tricks/ illusion and magic b) wonderous c) deceptive d) somehow linked with dark forces or voodoo or SOMETHING really bad.
They say that demons are masters of deception and can shapeshift and I feel that is somehow what is going on when you interact with these beings. They also say that they are angels of light but I feel that they play you like a puppet on a string and you are overawed and think it was amazing and full of love.
Some people think that DMT is all in the mind blah blah blah. Bullshit, why is it that in the Amazon they have Brujos or Dark Sorceres that can kill and injure people while on DMT. They have evil spells and other dark shit and can send out magical darts and other bad Voodoo shit.
This had to be said, the DMT realms are a lie and a trick. It's not the truth and they aren't good for you one bit. I'm going to be following up this post with more proof that DMT is not what it appears.
Peace Out..