Hugin
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Usually I travel alone but this time my brother was with me. It was his second time, his first travel he didn’t get a breakthrough properly.
I started by helping him get on his way first with my own bowl lined up.
As I broke through, I emerged into a dimension filled with this massive, vibrant blue entity i can only describe as a living energy, glowing, majestic. It felt like a divine Mother or Source energy of some kind. In the center of it there was a vertical bowtie shape. like the symbol of an 8 kinda, but surrounded by a flowing silk-like cape that was part of the being. It filled the whole space.
this being was the most mesmerising thing. I just gazed at it in awe of its beauty. For what felt like a few minutes, no communication.
I then find myself inside a giant vertical chest or what I can only describe as a chest.
It was closing slowly. vertically.
In the middle, there was some kind of writing I couldn’t understand, and three vertical drops of blood draining slowly from the lowest one.
My breathing became rhythmic and specific.
All my emotions flared up at once. I felt like I was about to burst into heavy sobbing, after the first echo it stopped completely.
I was in complete control over my emotions at the same time it felt like something was giving me that control. it felt like a tear ran down my face.
It all felt like an essential part of sacred ritual.
Then I hear a voice of a trusted friend.
He was comforting me. (this friend I trust dearly and has shown with time that I can trust with all my heart)
“You will become free, this is not the end of your conscious being.
You will reunite with your family.
You are going home.”
It became clear to me I was dying, my time had run out. I had to say goodbye to the Earth, to everyone I loved, my kids, girlfriend,friends and my brothers.
(I’m always super aware and conscious in my travels in full control of my body and mind. that I gained with experience. I’m always aware that I’m safe when shit gets super intense sometimes.
During this ritual the thought that I had just smoked my dmt and was safe didn’t exist in my mind.)
I had to accept that I would never be able to do or say anything on this earth again and accept how I’ve spent my time so far, how I’ve communicated to my loved ones. How I’ve lived my life, all the things I didn’t do or say to my people. that was the hardest thing to accept.
I was not pleased with myself. Now I wanted more time to really live life as I should have. Mindfully spent more time with my loved ones. This was super hard to accept. but i had no control over it now acceptance was the only way through.
This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to accept, Nothing comes close to it.
No words can describe the weight of what I was feeling.
Everything I’ve described through the whole experience is all happening at really fast rate.
The chest was about to close.
I had completely accepted my fate.
our consciousness lives on although our time in this body is over.
I can see myself in my kids. I can see my father in me. We leave a part of our genetic code still on earth. Life goes on as an endless cycle this is not the first time I’m here and won’t be the last. Our consciousness is one, our soul is immortal.
I’m still going through this controlled breathing ritual through the whole process with my friend comforting me, still telling me “trust the process”
now I can see the bottom of the chest, at the bottom I can see this thing that I can only describe as a tiny embryo inside a womb.
it’s getting whiter as I get closer to it.
It was time. I take my last breath as the chest closes. I’m ready. No fear. I’ve completely accepted death.
I keep holding my breath waiting…just waiting. everything is pitch black silent.
I’m waiting…still waiting.
Suddenly the chest started opening up again and I could breathe again and I immediately realise I just smoked some spice, it was all my dmt experience. I didn’t have to die. I have more time. this was all just a trial, Somekind of test.
I couldn’t move my body but I could open my eyes, I’m overwhelmed with joy and gratitude
like words can’t describe.
I’m just waiting to be free and after a few seconds finally I could move I was free.
I immediately jump out of my chair and hit my hands in the ground like a gorilla and scream “I am god!” I jump on top of my brother and grab his collar like a madman I was so excited. I’m yelling in his face
“what the fuck did you just experience??”
My brother is literally opening his eyes, he said “not much brother, I think I need to smoke more”
I’m screaming “you have no idea what the fuck I’ve just been through”
My post thought process
The final acceptance was the heaviest weight I’ve ever carried. Accepting that my time was truly over and I’m not at peace with myself and still moving forward through that.
Some heavy shit.
But this one I’m grateful for and I learned to live my life mindfully, spend my time gracefully. And hold my loved ones dearly.
Time is precious beyond measure.
While my chest is still open,
I’m now making the most of it.
I started by helping him get on his way first with my own bowl lined up.
As I broke through, I emerged into a dimension filled with this massive, vibrant blue entity i can only describe as a living energy, glowing, majestic. It felt like a divine Mother or Source energy of some kind. In the center of it there was a vertical bowtie shape. like the symbol of an 8 kinda, but surrounded by a flowing silk-like cape that was part of the being. It filled the whole space.
this being was the most mesmerising thing. I just gazed at it in awe of its beauty. For what felt like a few minutes, no communication.
I then find myself inside a giant vertical chest or what I can only describe as a chest.
It was closing slowly. vertically.
In the middle, there was some kind of writing I couldn’t understand, and three vertical drops of blood draining slowly from the lowest one.
My breathing became rhythmic and specific.
All my emotions flared up at once. I felt like I was about to burst into heavy sobbing, after the first echo it stopped completely.
I was in complete control over my emotions at the same time it felt like something was giving me that control. it felt like a tear ran down my face.
It all felt like an essential part of sacred ritual.
Then I hear a voice of a trusted friend.
He was comforting me. (this friend I trust dearly and has shown with time that I can trust with all my heart)
“You will become free, this is not the end of your conscious being.
You will reunite with your family.
You are going home.”
It became clear to me I was dying, my time had run out. I had to say goodbye to the Earth, to everyone I loved, my kids, girlfriend,friends and my brothers.
(I’m always super aware and conscious in my travels in full control of my body and mind. that I gained with experience. I’m always aware that I’m safe when shit gets super intense sometimes.
During this ritual the thought that I had just smoked my dmt and was safe didn’t exist in my mind.)
I had to accept that I would never be able to do or say anything on this earth again and accept how I’ve spent my time so far, how I’ve communicated to my loved ones. How I’ve lived my life, all the things I didn’t do or say to my people. that was the hardest thing to accept.
I was not pleased with myself. Now I wanted more time to really live life as I should have. Mindfully spent more time with my loved ones. This was super hard to accept. but i had no control over it now acceptance was the only way through.
This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to accept, Nothing comes close to it.
No words can describe the weight of what I was feeling.
Everything I’ve described through the whole experience is all happening at really fast rate.
The chest was about to close.
I had completely accepted my fate.
our consciousness lives on although our time in this body is over.
I can see myself in my kids. I can see my father in me. We leave a part of our genetic code still on earth. Life goes on as an endless cycle this is not the first time I’m here and won’t be the last. Our consciousness is one, our soul is immortal.
I’m still going through this controlled breathing ritual through the whole process with my friend comforting me, still telling me “trust the process”
now I can see the bottom of the chest, at the bottom I can see this thing that I can only describe as a tiny embryo inside a womb.
it’s getting whiter as I get closer to it.
It was time. I take my last breath as the chest closes. I’m ready. No fear. I’ve completely accepted death.
I keep holding my breath waiting…just waiting. everything is pitch black silent.
I’m waiting…still waiting.
Suddenly the chest started opening up again and I could breathe again and I immediately realise I just smoked some spice, it was all my dmt experience. I didn’t have to die. I have more time. this was all just a trial, Somekind of test.
I couldn’t move my body but I could open my eyes, I’m overwhelmed with joy and gratitude
like words can’t describe.
I’m just waiting to be free and after a few seconds finally I could move I was free.
I immediately jump out of my chair and hit my hands in the ground like a gorilla and scream “I am god!” I jump on top of my brother and grab his collar like a madman I was so excited. I’m yelling in his face
“what the fuck did you just experience??”
My brother is literally opening his eyes, he said “not much brother, I think I need to smoke more”
I’m screaming “you have no idea what the fuck I’ve just been through”
My post thought process
The final acceptance was the heaviest weight I’ve ever carried. Accepting that my time was truly over and I’m not at peace with myself and still moving forward through that.
Some heavy shit.
But this one I’m grateful for and I learned to live my life mindfully, spend my time gracefully. And hold my loved ones dearly.
Time is precious beyond measure.
While my chest is still open,
I’m now making the most of it.
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