Cakaharah43
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I found it difficult to write this monologue. It all started almost 25 years ago—a considerable span of time. During that period, I consistently endeavored to learn about alkaloids and their combinations. My focus was exclusively on DMT, 5-MeO-DMT, various MAOI alkaloids, and psilocybin-type mushrooms. I underwent several deep-dive experiences, some of which required up to 3–4 months of recovery. While I encountered numerous challenging experiences, I remain profoundly positive about the entire "soul molecule" phenomenon.
As my methods of administration evolved, I gradually transitioned from all oral methods to pulmonary approaches a few years ago. Nowadays, my experiences are less frequent but significantly more profound. On average, I embark on these journeys every 6–8 weeks, delving deeply each time. I ingest various mimosa and other plant extracts soaked in propylene glycol via vaping.
What I'm writing about has been on my mind for the past 3–4 years. However, I won't elaborate further on that aspect, as I don't wish to influence any comments. The essence is that during deep dives, my experiences commence with various fractal phenomena. Progressing beyond that, I have encountered startling and peculiar experiences over the years. I often feel apprehensive about venturing inward, especially when experiences begin similarly. Yet, the deeper stages remain consistently the same, which is why I feel compelled to write.
Upon reaching sufficient depth, the transition unfolds as follows: the fractals and various visual and auditory hallucinations gradually fade around the 5th or 6th minute after the experience begins. At this juncture, it's as if the fractals, colors, and smells dissipate, revealing a kind of landscape through a cloudy, hazy image. This landscape varies with each trip, but the view is invariably startling. My eyes are always closed during this phase, and what I perceive defies description. The sounds and sights cease entirely; my breathing becomes calm, and I nearly fall asleep. I sit in a lotus position, maintaining respectful silence.
With eyes closed, the view consistently feels like being catapulted into another world. In this state of consciousness, there are no fractals, no machine gnomes—nothing disconnected from reality. As the aforementioned cloud clears, I find myself in a completely different part of the universe. These experiences are so lifelike that describing them would require imagining these places with complete clarity, devoid of hallucinations and fractals. To illustrate, I will recount some experiences:
1. The Monkeys, the Tree, and the Two Human-like Figures
During this experience, I "landed" in a tree situated in a garden. Initially, my vision was obstructed by several large green leaves. I observed beautiful branches and found myself nestled in the limbs of a low tree, approximately 5 meters high. Everything appeared crystal clear, and I could survey the surroundings. There were no fractals—just the space itself. I hovered about 1.5 meters above the ground among the tree branches. It was daylight, around 11 o'clock, with a clear blue sky and a gentle breeze. The tree resembled a healthy Paulownia tomentosa, its large leaves blocking my view.
Two monkey-like creatures with bright fur ascended the tree, noticing my presence. Their demeanor was akin to domestic dogs—curious but not aggressive. At the signal of these two animals, two human-like beings emerged from a nearby house toward the tree. They noticed me and approached. Everything unfolded in slow motion. I felt no fear or hostility. One of the beings, approximately 3–4 meters tall and slender, appeared female. She parted the leaves with her hand to examine me. I noticed round, yellow fruits on the tree, resembling peaches but uniformly colored.
The female entity attempted to grasp me with both hands but couldn't remove me from the tree. She examined me, much like the animals did. She didn't speak but communicated energetically. I sensed positive energy, though her approach was somewhat unsettling. Her head seemed to merge into my chest by about six inches; I could see the top of her head. Her skin was a dark bluish hue—not like the characters from "Avatar," but much darker. Her head was larger, with big eyes. Despite the initial fear, she wasn't aggressive—merely inquisitive.
Then, I saw her male counterpart at the house's doorway. He emerged as well. They both smiled and attempted to convey something, but I couldn't comprehend. I tried to move but was immobile. This segment lasted about 10 minutes. Eventually, I realized I was sitting in a lotus position in what seemed like a completely different part of the world. I opened my eyes, finding myself back in my room, surrounded by fractals. I closed my eyes, amused by my location. The experience became increasingly difficult to "hold on to." After 2–3 minutes, my vibration gradually shifted, and fractals reappeared. With eyes still closed, the fractals faded after about 4–5 minutes, concluding the experience. I felt good but couldn't fully grasp the encounter.
They had approached and leaned into me, examining what they perceived as my body. They must have signaled something—not to me, but perhaps to others. Everything moved slowly, as if time flowed differently in that space. The colors were realistic; there were no extraordinary "visions," except for my astonishment at being in such a place again. The large leaves before my eyes, along with the animals' movements, somehow shifted. I could see them so closely that the leaf veins and tree structure were crystal clear. As the leaves moved or as I managed to shift slightly, I realized I was in a space resembling suburban California, albeit in a different dimension.
Approximately 20 meters away stood a house on a rectangular lot, surrounded by neatly mowed grass and scattered larger plants. Some garden tools were visible to the right of the house. In front was a small covered area with a trimmed hedge about 120 centimeters high and 5–6 meters long. The house's entrance was open about 20 centimeters. A warm breeze suggested a pleasant temperature, explaining the open door.
2. The Leaning Tower and Human-like Creatures
A security guard-like entity appeared, resembling the others. It dispersed the crowd that had suddenly gathered and examined me, leaning in. They expressed happiness at my presence, though I couldn't communicate or move—merely floating there. The experience lasted about 10 minutes. They attempted communication, but I couldn't reciprocate. I felt love and joy emanating from them. After the experience concluded, I documented it.
This time, breaking through the cloud led me to an area reminiscent of the Leaning Tower of Pisa's surroundings. The space's dimensionality and overall effect differed from our world. It's challenging to articulate the difference, but it felt as though matter didn't exist in this dimension. The structure resembled the monkey experience described earlier, but the space now seemed more comprehensible. Time here flowed more slowly. I floated about 120 centimeters above the ground. Approximately 40 human-like figures were present. It was broad daylight with beautiful sunshine. The creatures moved about a flat, mown lawn of about an acre, engaging in various activities.
At the center stood a building similar to the Leaning Tower of Pisa, but it was square and upright. I couldn't determine their exact activities. Upon noticing me, one approached, followed by several others. Around 3 or 4 of them took turns leaning into me, examining me.
3. The Nursery
This experience began similarly, in a comparable space and dimension. This time, I was among about eight tiny children sitting in a doorway, and I was one of them—or perhaps my soul inhabited one of them. It's hard to describe. A nanny prepared to feed me. The lighting was artificial yet homogeneous. The creature was tall and dark blue, as were we. The head was large but proportionate. The nanny lifted me from the group, about two feet high, and leaned in to examine me. She reassured me, saying everything was fine and not to be afraid. She spoke, taught, and conveyed love, calm, and happiness. This experience was shorter, but the space remained indescribable.
4. Harvest in a Wheat or Maize Field
This was a milder experience, but I sensed an impending breakthrough. Initially, I perceived the field as a hole, seeing only a portion about 10 meters away. The landscape featured rolling hills, limiting visibility. The wind caused the vegetation to sway. It was clearly a cultivated crop, resembling a hybrid between corn and wheat—perhaps millet, but greener with different leaves. The planting was dense. On the left, a machine and some workers were harvesting. They noticed me. I glimpsed a large combine-like machine but couldn't discern details through the small opening. It seemed to be sunset, with somewhat windy conditions. The experience concluded at this point.
Having undergone these experiences, I've grappled with numerous questions over the years. What are these landscapes I witness? Why do I see them? Raised in a Christian environment, though not a practitioner, I ponder whether these visions resemble the heavenly Jerusalem or the Shambhala of Buddhism. What are these spaces? Why does time flow more slowly there? Could incarnation be less complex than we assume, with the soul journeying to other worlds after death to live anew?
If you've had an intuitive experience, you understand that the inception of a thought—a creation of the mind—is elusive. It simply appears. What if this web of intuition is real, alive? Is it the realm from which thoughts originate? Jung spoke of a collective unconscious; perhaps it's akin to that place. These experiences have consistently been positive, leaving me feeling good each time. I've read on the Nexus forum that frequent DMT use can lead to schizoid thoughts, so I've chosen to use this remarkable substance sparingly. Yet, deep within, I eagerly anticipate where fate will teleport me next.
Over the past five years, whenever I've delved deeply into the DMT realm, I've encountered similar square details and experiences. They've been so real that they've often left me perplexed. I've discussed them with individuals of various worldviews, many of whom dismiss them as mere hallucinations. This saddens me, as the experiences are profoundly real—so realistic beyond a certain depth that they're indescribable. Beyond that depth, there are no fractals; it's as if fractals are merely symptoms of traversing space between points A and B. When I'm there in spirit, I know my body remains seated in this world.
I don't feel compelled to stay there during or after the experiences, as I have much to accomplish in this world. Simultaneously, I'm enveloped by a deep sense of calm. The realism is such that I'm certain when I eventually pass away—hopefully in the distant future—my soul will embark on a similar journey, culminating in the most. Namaste
As my methods of administration evolved, I gradually transitioned from all oral methods to pulmonary approaches a few years ago. Nowadays, my experiences are less frequent but significantly more profound. On average, I embark on these journeys every 6–8 weeks, delving deeply each time. I ingest various mimosa and other plant extracts soaked in propylene glycol via vaping.
What I'm writing about has been on my mind for the past 3–4 years. However, I won't elaborate further on that aspect, as I don't wish to influence any comments. The essence is that during deep dives, my experiences commence with various fractal phenomena. Progressing beyond that, I have encountered startling and peculiar experiences over the years. I often feel apprehensive about venturing inward, especially when experiences begin similarly. Yet, the deeper stages remain consistently the same, which is why I feel compelled to write.
Upon reaching sufficient depth, the transition unfolds as follows: the fractals and various visual and auditory hallucinations gradually fade around the 5th or 6th minute after the experience begins. At this juncture, it's as if the fractals, colors, and smells dissipate, revealing a kind of landscape through a cloudy, hazy image. This landscape varies with each trip, but the view is invariably startling. My eyes are always closed during this phase, and what I perceive defies description. The sounds and sights cease entirely; my breathing becomes calm, and I nearly fall asleep. I sit in a lotus position, maintaining respectful silence.
With eyes closed, the view consistently feels like being catapulted into another world. In this state of consciousness, there are no fractals, no machine gnomes—nothing disconnected from reality. As the aforementioned cloud clears, I find myself in a completely different part of the universe. These experiences are so lifelike that describing them would require imagining these places with complete clarity, devoid of hallucinations and fractals. To illustrate, I will recount some experiences:
1. The Monkeys, the Tree, and the Two Human-like Figures
During this experience, I "landed" in a tree situated in a garden. Initially, my vision was obstructed by several large green leaves. I observed beautiful branches and found myself nestled in the limbs of a low tree, approximately 5 meters high. Everything appeared crystal clear, and I could survey the surroundings. There were no fractals—just the space itself. I hovered about 1.5 meters above the ground among the tree branches. It was daylight, around 11 o'clock, with a clear blue sky and a gentle breeze. The tree resembled a healthy Paulownia tomentosa, its large leaves blocking my view.
Two monkey-like creatures with bright fur ascended the tree, noticing my presence. Their demeanor was akin to domestic dogs—curious but not aggressive. At the signal of these two animals, two human-like beings emerged from a nearby house toward the tree. They noticed me and approached. Everything unfolded in slow motion. I felt no fear or hostility. One of the beings, approximately 3–4 meters tall and slender, appeared female. She parted the leaves with her hand to examine me. I noticed round, yellow fruits on the tree, resembling peaches but uniformly colored.
The female entity attempted to grasp me with both hands but couldn't remove me from the tree. She examined me, much like the animals did. She didn't speak but communicated energetically. I sensed positive energy, though her approach was somewhat unsettling. Her head seemed to merge into my chest by about six inches; I could see the top of her head. Her skin was a dark bluish hue—not like the characters from "Avatar," but much darker. Her head was larger, with big eyes. Despite the initial fear, she wasn't aggressive—merely inquisitive.
Then, I saw her male counterpart at the house's doorway. He emerged as well. They both smiled and attempted to convey something, but I couldn't comprehend. I tried to move but was immobile. This segment lasted about 10 minutes. Eventually, I realized I was sitting in a lotus position in what seemed like a completely different part of the world. I opened my eyes, finding myself back in my room, surrounded by fractals. I closed my eyes, amused by my location. The experience became increasingly difficult to "hold on to." After 2–3 minutes, my vibration gradually shifted, and fractals reappeared. With eyes still closed, the fractals faded after about 4–5 minutes, concluding the experience. I felt good but couldn't fully grasp the encounter.
They had approached and leaned into me, examining what they perceived as my body. They must have signaled something—not to me, but perhaps to others. Everything moved slowly, as if time flowed differently in that space. The colors were realistic; there were no extraordinary "visions," except for my astonishment at being in such a place again. The large leaves before my eyes, along with the animals' movements, somehow shifted. I could see them so closely that the leaf veins and tree structure were crystal clear. As the leaves moved or as I managed to shift slightly, I realized I was in a space resembling suburban California, albeit in a different dimension.
Approximately 20 meters away stood a house on a rectangular lot, surrounded by neatly mowed grass and scattered larger plants. Some garden tools were visible to the right of the house. In front was a small covered area with a trimmed hedge about 120 centimeters high and 5–6 meters long. The house's entrance was open about 20 centimeters. A warm breeze suggested a pleasant temperature, explaining the open door.
2. The Leaning Tower and Human-like Creatures
A security guard-like entity appeared, resembling the others. It dispersed the crowd that had suddenly gathered and examined me, leaning in. They expressed happiness at my presence, though I couldn't communicate or move—merely floating there. The experience lasted about 10 minutes. They attempted communication, but I couldn't reciprocate. I felt love and joy emanating from them. After the experience concluded, I documented it.
This time, breaking through the cloud led me to an area reminiscent of the Leaning Tower of Pisa's surroundings. The space's dimensionality and overall effect differed from our world. It's challenging to articulate the difference, but it felt as though matter didn't exist in this dimension. The structure resembled the monkey experience described earlier, but the space now seemed more comprehensible. Time here flowed more slowly. I floated about 120 centimeters above the ground. Approximately 40 human-like figures were present. It was broad daylight with beautiful sunshine. The creatures moved about a flat, mown lawn of about an acre, engaging in various activities.
At the center stood a building similar to the Leaning Tower of Pisa, but it was square and upright. I couldn't determine their exact activities. Upon noticing me, one approached, followed by several others. Around 3 or 4 of them took turns leaning into me, examining me.
3. The Nursery
This experience began similarly, in a comparable space and dimension. This time, I was among about eight tiny children sitting in a doorway, and I was one of them—or perhaps my soul inhabited one of them. It's hard to describe. A nanny prepared to feed me. The lighting was artificial yet homogeneous. The creature was tall and dark blue, as were we. The head was large but proportionate. The nanny lifted me from the group, about two feet high, and leaned in to examine me. She reassured me, saying everything was fine and not to be afraid. She spoke, taught, and conveyed love, calm, and happiness. This experience was shorter, but the space remained indescribable.
4. Harvest in a Wheat or Maize Field
This was a milder experience, but I sensed an impending breakthrough. Initially, I perceived the field as a hole, seeing only a portion about 10 meters away. The landscape featured rolling hills, limiting visibility. The wind caused the vegetation to sway. It was clearly a cultivated crop, resembling a hybrid between corn and wheat—perhaps millet, but greener with different leaves. The planting was dense. On the left, a machine and some workers were harvesting. They noticed me. I glimpsed a large combine-like machine but couldn't discern details through the small opening. It seemed to be sunset, with somewhat windy conditions. The experience concluded at this point.
Having undergone these experiences, I've grappled with numerous questions over the years. What are these landscapes I witness? Why do I see them? Raised in a Christian environment, though not a practitioner, I ponder whether these visions resemble the heavenly Jerusalem or the Shambhala of Buddhism. What are these spaces? Why does time flow more slowly there? Could incarnation be less complex than we assume, with the soul journeying to other worlds after death to live anew?
If you've had an intuitive experience, you understand that the inception of a thought—a creation of the mind—is elusive. It simply appears. What if this web of intuition is real, alive? Is it the realm from which thoughts originate? Jung spoke of a collective unconscious; perhaps it's akin to that place. These experiences have consistently been positive, leaving me feeling good each time. I've read on the Nexus forum that frequent DMT use can lead to schizoid thoughts, so I've chosen to use this remarkable substance sparingly. Yet, deep within, I eagerly anticipate where fate will teleport me next.
Over the past five years, whenever I've delved deeply into the DMT realm, I've encountered similar square details and experiences. They've been so real that they've often left me perplexed. I've discussed them with individuals of various worldviews, many of whom dismiss them as mere hallucinations. This saddens me, as the experiences are profoundly real—so realistic beyond a certain depth that they're indescribable. Beyond that depth, there are no fractals; it's as if fractals are merely symptoms of traversing space between points A and B. When I'm there in spirit, I know my body remains seated in this world.
I don't feel compelled to stay there during or after the experiences, as I have much to accomplish in this world. Simultaneously, I'm enveloped by a deep sense of calm. The realism is such that I'm certain when I eventually pass away—hopefully in the distant future—my soul will embark on a similar journey, culminating in the most. Namaste
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