Or, the title could have been angels dancing on my grave, but since demons is an alliteration, there you go. I thought I'd point out this experience and wondered if anyone else has it. It is a common theme with ayahuasca to feel as though something within either dies or falls asleep. At the moment a part of me falls asleep, something else wakes up..... something indescribable. Some might use the word divine, others maybe use the word alien, or super intelligence. When that "other" thing wakes up, it is accompanied by joyous celebrating of this newly awakened thing.
I often have the sense that I have died, and only when the "I" gets out of the way, this other thing behind the I wakes up. One time, I had an aya vision in which I was dying, then I died and my body went in a coffin and in to an incinerator. As my body burned, the smoke went up to the heavens. Along with the smoke rising, angels rose up and celebrated passionately that I died and my spirit was rising and dissipating. It was a very joyous occasion.
Another time that was truly fascinating to me. I had a vision that I was lying on a tropical island beach. It was a tiny island with only enough room for my body, a palm tree, and the infinite sky above. Then I died and my body sank in to the ground. From the ground spontaneously arose a tombstone along with a spirit, and the scene turned to neon pastel colors. The spirit was dressed in Tiki garb and shield over his face. He had shakers in his hands and he shook them as he danced. The spirit was overjoyed that I had died, and it danced on my grave, shaking his rainsticks with big fat grin on his face...... as if my dying freed up this spirit. Then, there was nothing in the universe but this grinning Tiki guy and the stars above.
I was later shocked to find this pic on the nexus, and surprised how similar it was to my vision.
I often have the sense that I have died, and only when the "I" gets out of the way, this other thing behind the I wakes up. One time, I had an aya vision in which I was dying, then I died and my body went in a coffin and in to an incinerator. As my body burned, the smoke went up to the heavens. Along with the smoke rising, angels rose up and celebrated passionately that I died and my spirit was rising and dissipating. It was a very joyous occasion.
Another time that was truly fascinating to me. I had a vision that I was lying on a tropical island beach. It was a tiny island with only enough room for my body, a palm tree, and the infinite sky above. Then I died and my body sank in to the ground. From the ground spontaneously arose a tombstone along with a spirit, and the scene turned to neon pastel colors. The spirit was dressed in Tiki garb and shield over his face. He had shakers in his hands and he shook them as he danced. The spirit was overjoyed that I had died, and it danced on my grave, shaking his rainsticks with big fat grin on his face...... as if my dying freed up this spirit. Then, there was nothing in the universe but this grinning Tiki guy and the stars above.
I was later shocked to find this pic on the nexus, and surprised how similar it was to my vision.
