Well this was an interesting experience to say the least that turned into a quasi-experiment. I took two full milky rips from the GVG as holograms began to flood my open-eyed space. Now usually, around when this starts happening, I close my eyes, but this time I decided to leave my eyes open. I also decided to take it one step further. I would not allow my eyes to shut, not once, not for an instant, not to blink. I became curious to see what would happen if the hologram were subjected to pure open eyes throughout the entire course of the experience.
Some very interesting things happened. So first of all, the main hologram in front of me was this cat walking from left to right surrounded by some imagery that was sort of like picket fences. There was an ancient flavor to it. As my eyes remained open, the hologram became more and more complex. As you could imagine, my eyes were drying up and became desperate to blink or shut, but I was absolutely hell bent on not blinking. It developed into quite the physical struggle and battle of will power. The interesting thing was that it was really only my left eye that was going crazy. It began quickly spinning in its socket, generating a crystal tear drop each time it begged to blink. Each time it would try to blink, it would be like the hologram would try to re-buffer itself, and fail. As a result, the hologram would get more and more abstract, energetic and fretful. By the time I was done with it, this holographic cat was bizarrely scattered throughout my room. It became harder and harder to resist blinking, but I became more and more resilient. I had my eyes peeled back as far as they would go, gripping the covers on my bed and rocking as I struggled to achieve my goal, all with tears steaming out of my left eye.
The fact that this was happening to the left eye was curious to me. I began to wonder if it suggested if there is some kind of "buffer" mechanism that works from left to right, and in approaching the experience in a somewhat silly way, that this mechanism was made more apparent. Well, in any case, after about 5 minutes or so, I finally conceded as I allowed my eyes to snap shut. This was perhaps where I received the biggest surprise; when my eyes finally closed, the biggest wave of relaxation washed over me. I became engulfed in warm, nourishing energy as green and red fractals moved in to embrace me. It was like a lifetime's worth of relief. Sure, I've experienced comforts on DMT, but this sense of utter relaxing was completely out of left field. I felt extremely grateful for this oddball experience, and will definitely try something similar again to see how this experiment unfolds with a second take.
Some very interesting things happened. So first of all, the main hologram in front of me was this cat walking from left to right surrounded by some imagery that was sort of like picket fences. There was an ancient flavor to it. As my eyes remained open, the hologram became more and more complex. As you could imagine, my eyes were drying up and became desperate to blink or shut, but I was absolutely hell bent on not blinking. It developed into quite the physical struggle and battle of will power. The interesting thing was that it was really only my left eye that was going crazy. It began quickly spinning in its socket, generating a crystal tear drop each time it begged to blink. Each time it would try to blink, it would be like the hologram would try to re-buffer itself, and fail. As a result, the hologram would get more and more abstract, energetic and fretful. By the time I was done with it, this holographic cat was bizarrely scattered throughout my room. It became harder and harder to resist blinking, but I became more and more resilient. I had my eyes peeled back as far as they would go, gripping the covers on my bed and rocking as I struggled to achieve my goal, all with tears steaming out of my left eye.
The fact that this was happening to the left eye was curious to me. I began to wonder if it suggested if there is some kind of "buffer" mechanism that works from left to right, and in approaching the experience in a somewhat silly way, that this mechanism was made more apparent. Well, in any case, after about 5 minutes or so, I finally conceded as I allowed my eyes to snap shut. This was perhaps where I received the biggest surprise; when my eyes finally closed, the biggest wave of relaxation washed over me. I became engulfed in warm, nourishing energy as green and red fractals moved in to embrace me. It was like a lifetime's worth of relief. Sure, I've experienced comforts on DMT, but this sense of utter relaxing was completely out of left field. I felt extremely grateful for this oddball experience, and will definitely try something similar again to see how this experiment unfolds with a second take.
A sub-breakthrough dose for me is when I "need" to close my eyes to have a worthy visual experience, something I never wish for these days and this is why I persist at the 60-80mg range. Being aware of your bodily movements in the ordinary world just feels "fake", like a kindergarden experience, you can't even grasp the fundamentals of the actual teaching, it's just childsplay.
