DMT ancedotals
Common DMT themes:
So a handful of friends including myself have been smoking large amounts of DMT (and/or changa) with B. Caapi bark, Salvia leaves, tobacco, and more ..
we all seem to be experiencing similar themes.
THE FEMALE and her Helper;
Often described as a dark/greenish turqoise female being often accompanied by an Elf Helper.... Some have called her medusa, but in my case I found her name to be something like "Mother Makoowa" .. The elf helper that accompanied her told me I should sit up straight and pat ATTENTION! Because I should be humble and submissive if I deserved to behold the great mother. She was very powerful and frightening, yet magestic and perceptive. When she visited me my whole vision spectrum was engulfed by a panoramic vision of her face. She was red-eyed and wild, ancient and wise. Her face was made up of a bloc-like pattern almost akin to leopard spots; green turqoise and marble blues stood out. Mainly it was just eyes in a sea of blue green earthy rubies. She knew everything about me, my skin went goosebumbs as she judged me from the inside out. I wasn't worthy of being communicated to directly, and any inquiries had to be directed to the helper.
The Man in Black:
Only two of my friends have had similar accounts as to what I've encountered. I call him the "film noir man" ... A sort of menacing "overseerer" in an old school suit, black , with black shades and a top hat of sorts and cigarrette. For me sometimes he was just in the corner sort of watching over things, but one time my whole trip was about this dude. He was there for security, a no non-sense and yet mischevious character. One secound he'd be on my shoulder and the next he'd be in the corner. Always carried himself with extreme swagger and yet I never trusted him fully.
The cleaner people :
Probably the truest example of prime DMT maddness; I call this energy "the cleaner people" ... I wound't neccesarily consider these situations "entity contact" but in the end I had an experience which transformed my opinions in this regard. The Shadow-Shifting Cleaner Man is apparent when you breanthrough on DMT and find yourself in a place where EVERYTHING looks upgraded/different and ever-changing almost as if you've traversed dimensions or gone to the future 20 plus years. Sometimes if you are in a room, a messy room especially, you'll find it free of clutter in this state. Only a few objects in the room really matter suddenly. They seem sleeker X20 than normal, and often for me personally I'll find brand names either gone or transformed into some sort of ancient heiroglyphs which are much cooler than "Panosonic" or "Samsung" ....
Everything seems much more exciting when DMT gets to this mode, architecture tickles you, man-made items and structures are iconographical and are shown in the very BEST sense of how they were originally intended. In this mode, things are constantly SHIFTING as if someone had their hand on a dial and were fucking with your dimensionallity to demostrate its flexibility and variaty.
One time I felt a communication in this mode; "everything that can happen DOES happen, and Everything that Does happen IS happening RIGHT NOW!!!":
Ill post more when I have more energy
Common DMT themes:
So a handful of friends including myself have been smoking large amounts of DMT (and/or changa) with B. Caapi bark, Salvia leaves, tobacco, and more ..
we all seem to be experiencing similar themes.
THE FEMALE and her Helper;
Often described as a dark/greenish turqoise female being often accompanied by an Elf Helper.... Some have called her medusa, but in my case I found her name to be something like "Mother Makoowa" .. The elf helper that accompanied her told me I should sit up straight and pat ATTENTION! Because I should be humble and submissive if I deserved to behold the great mother. She was very powerful and frightening, yet magestic and perceptive. When she visited me my whole vision spectrum was engulfed by a panoramic vision of her face. She was red-eyed and wild, ancient and wise. Her face was made up of a bloc-like pattern almost akin to leopard spots; green turqoise and marble blues stood out. Mainly it was just eyes in a sea of blue green earthy rubies. She knew everything about me, my skin went goosebumbs as she judged me from the inside out. I wasn't worthy of being communicated to directly, and any inquiries had to be directed to the helper.
The Man in Black:
Only two of my friends have had similar accounts as to what I've encountered. I call him the "film noir man" ... A sort of menacing "overseerer" in an old school suit, black , with black shades and a top hat of sorts and cigarrette. For me sometimes he was just in the corner sort of watching over things, but one time my whole trip was about this dude. He was there for security, a no non-sense and yet mischevious character. One secound he'd be on my shoulder and the next he'd be in the corner. Always carried himself with extreme swagger and yet I never trusted him fully.
The cleaner people :
Probably the truest example of prime DMT maddness; I call this energy "the cleaner people" ... I wound't neccesarily consider these situations "entity contact" but in the end I had an experience which transformed my opinions in this regard. The Shadow-Shifting Cleaner Man is apparent when you breanthrough on DMT and find yourself in a place where EVERYTHING looks upgraded/different and ever-changing almost as if you've traversed dimensions or gone to the future 20 plus years. Sometimes if you are in a room, a messy room especially, you'll find it free of clutter in this state. Only a few objects in the room really matter suddenly. They seem sleeker X20 than normal, and often for me personally I'll find brand names either gone or transformed into some sort of ancient heiroglyphs which are much cooler than "Panosonic" or "Samsung" ....
Everything seems much more exciting when DMT gets to this mode, architecture tickles you, man-made items and structures are iconographical and are shown in the very BEST sense of how they were originally intended. In this mode, things are constantly SHIFTING as if someone had their hand on a dial and were fucking with your dimensionallity to demostrate its flexibility and variaty.
One time I felt a communication in this mode; "everything that can happen DOES happen, and Everything that Does happen IS happening RIGHT NOW!!!":
Ill post more when I have more energy
