Do you experience telepathy. Voices inside. I want to know

[Empathogen]

Short intro I like to talk telepathy feeling shared empathic emotions. And strange entities inside our mind world that interact sometimes. If that's you're thing too please share stories. Any bit of information might be helpful for my research


I felt this weird external feeling after I said something to a girl I was talking to that came across silly and shameful and I felt an emotion coming from inside. One of discouragement , judgement. I simply felt very strongly and convincingly I may add, a oresence. A viewer overseeing the situation. I thought I could feel the mind of someone behind the wall or a person upstairs (paranoid psychotics might feel similar kind of feelings) .
But on consideration I feel like I may be tuning into the emotions of the girl and they where felt coming from a channel inside my sensory system. Something that nobody is super used to so it feels like it's coming from a strange source and we make mistakes guessing it's origin. But it's definitely there because it's felt so strongly in the core emotions. . You know? It's also very active on say mushrooms. It feels external.

I also think it's a mixture though of some kind of internal entity and the emotions of people affect it's state.

Any thoughts? Familiarity? On telepathy? Anything?

 

[Seeingisbelieving]

I've been thinking about why this happens when vaporizing dmt as well. I was able to convince myself that I was hearing and viewing my inner voice but why my brain was trying to interpret the voice as an outside entity perplexes me. I've heard very LOUD voices "screaming" commands into my mind. The voice tells me "NO THOUGHT" and I listen. I watch as my reality is obliterated and a entirely holographic dreamscapes constructed of geometric light vibrations and shapes is constructed and there seems to be living things apart of these scenes and I'm able to watch them and interact with them and the entities are usually very active and moving around and creating new things wherever they go. I believe this to be a pure expression of the human minds imagination.

I just bought a book called "the origin of consciousness in the breakdown of the bicameral mind" by Julian Jaynes. It's pretty old and controversial but the idea behind the book is that primitive humans were not able to distinguish the voice in their heads as their own which accounts for the major religions accounts of men hearing voices from heaven or the underworld. I haven't started the book but I plan on reading it this month for sure.

 

[Fruit is life]

These resources really help me make some sort of sense, of these phenomena, very interesting stuff..

"The insanity of humanity" 4 part video presentation

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"Self dementia assessment, can you prove you haven't got it?"

 

[Empathogen]

I've been thinking about why this happens when vaporizing dmt as well. I was able to convince myself that I was hearing and viewing my inner voice but why my brain was trying to interpret the voice as an outside entity perplexes me. I've heard very LOUD voices "screaming" commands into my mind. The voice tells me "NO THOUGHT" and I listen. I watch as my reality is obliterated and a entirely holographic dreamscapes constructed of geometric light vibrations and shapes is constructed and there seems to be living things apart of these scenes and I'm able to watch them and interact with them and the entities are usually very active and moving around and creating new things wherever they go. I believe this to be a pure expression of the human minds imagination.

I just bought a book called "the origin of consciousness in the breakdown of the bicameral mind" by Julian Jaynes. It's pretty old and controversial but the idea behind the book is that primitive humans were not able to distinguish the voice in their heads as their own which accounts for the major religions accounts of men hearing voices from heaven or the underworld. I haven't started the book but I plan on reading it this month for sure.

That's very interesting. Also, I just about the voice in a lucid dream group. Last lucid dream a voice was Soo present. The dream is like a dmt trip sort of claustrophobic. It enlarges anything that could normally be ignored. The voice was very active and actually narrates and commands with some authority what is going on. Even though my own mind was not able to process the situation since it was a bizarre dream. So that's sort of theological from a spiritual point of view. The voice seems a part of me from before I was a meander thaler. Language had to be revised from somewhere.

My theory is the voice is connected to Intuition. And the intuition is connected to a little t of things. It's like a supercomputer. Therefore the voice is able to come up with answers and information our normally processing isn't coming up with. It's also beneficial therefore to build a working it relationships with it to enhance our own decision making and thinking.

Reminds me of a lsd trip this where i think I experienced the logos and the Eros our good friend and Terence always talks about.

I am going it to read all ur trip reports, btw. That is Insane

 

[Empathogen]

I forgot to mention the reason the voice seems to be external because it is connected to the external environment. Namely, it's connected to energies physically expressed by mirror neurons and it's expressed in ourselves with numerous dmt entities. And it's connected to Intuition. Which is dealing with external things

Not sure about the entities. But there are some entities and they speak so I assumed they are somehow associated. Very hard to exain

I have a mother and a father in me. I saw a blue make entity and a yellow female entity once. Very many encounter with female entities and I've come to the conclusion it's the anima Jung talked about. And actually Jung was inaccurate in saying the Animus is a thing for females. Because the blue entity might represent the Animus.

It was a new theory, so I don't blame.Jung. Freud has also locatedany superficial mechanics ofosycjology tay.later turned out to be away complex

 

[Seeingisbelieving]

I liked that bit you had to say about us having access to higher knowledge due to synchronization of left and right brain processes. That is interesting indeed and seems to be backed up by scientific evidence. I got a little lost in your last post but I think I'm understanding what you are trying to say.

Shared hallucinations are something that I am very interested in and I think the only way for you to truly test if you were experiencing your friends emotions telepathically is to ask them yourself how they were feeling in that moment. "Hi how are you" is my go-to.

While tripping with friends I find us all very suggestible. We once spent a considerable amount of time sneaking up to a plastic grocery sack that we believed to be a wounded animal that needed protected or listening to the radio for a long extended time and the whole time me and a buddy swore it sounded like gibberish or speaking in tongues. I've even had friends convince me that other sleeping friends were dead...

Times like these make me wonder how awe struck the greeks were at the rebirth of persephone in Eleusis and the people who witnessed the miracles of saints, prophets and shamans. It's comforting to know that humans have made it so far and are able to look at superstitions and spiritual phenomenon with an open mind.

 

[null24]

I have had many, many experiences with communicating with something I can only reference as my Deep Mind, often in states of crisis where I am being threatened and a voice I do not recognize as my own fills my head with some order or command that on at least one occasion saved my life. Many years ago I nearly drowned after attempting to swim across a large reservoir. I got to the other side, where there was a waterfall I wanted to check out, but it was meltwater at about 40 degrees F and coming off a slope that was in permanent shade. It was so cold that when I tried to swim back across all my muscles froze and I could not control them. I began to panic trying to regain control, which was impossible and my head went under twice. I knew if it happened again, I would drown as I had little bouyancy being unable to take in a deep breath to fill my lungs with air. Suddenly the voice screamed into me to STOP PANICKING and showed me a vision of what to do, which was to float on my back and paddle weakly with only my hands to reach shore. It is still one of those things that if it pops into my head while trying to go to sleep or something will startle me out of my comfort zone. I picture my body under there tangled in the detritus underwater until later in the Summer when someone found me again risen....shudder.

I have heard this same voice deep within a 5meoDMT trip where it called me to REMEMBER as I elt my consciousness begin to dissolve into oblivion, and I was not breathing, I feel in some ways that that may have been a real experience and if not called to remember the prone form laying on the floor of a shite apt in a place on a rock spinning in the vastness of space, I may not have cpome back. It was my first time with it, and I had done a huge overdose intravenously thinking what I had was n,n DMT fumarate and dosing for that- and without a scale. It was a piece the size of a grain of rice and about a fifth of a quarter gram, so a possible 50mg IV. Oh, and I was alone.

I have also heard it in astral projection experiments, where I am asked where I want to go and then whisked away to view some beautiful star cluster deep in space. The reality of these experiences in unquestionable, as they indeed happened, but what this is beyond hallucination I can only put down to some deep survival instinct.

I question the bicameral theory, as although intriguing, it is impossible to have evidence for and seems to imply that all people walking around Ur were prophets. Dountless, early civilization was stimulated by magical and spiritual forces within us, but rather than neuro-evolution it seems more probable that as knowledge increased within us, our need to explain nature as magic waned in favor of discovery and finally hypothesis and evidence. I think that this has had an effect of distancing us from our deep selves, and we have lost awareness of it. When we speak to ourselves we don't recognize the self in the voice.

As puzzling and seemingly real as entity encounters in hyperspace are, I cannot write a blank check to that belief. At the same time, the extraordinary nature of it also gives me pause and does raise a personal theory of DMT somehow tuning our attenae to recieve external signals. Perhaps it is indeed like the Spice Melange of Dune, a substance that allows telepathic communication with vastly separated beings...

On high dose LSD trips with friends, and a few times when doing it with MDMA, there would be times when peaking sevaral of us would sit in silence for some time to realize that we are indeed sharing thoughts. I do think telepathy is a thing, possibly some sort of magnetic resonance or something tied to consciousness.

Interesting post, OP, thanks for initiating the convo.

 

[Empathogen]

I liked that bit you had to say about us having access to higher knowledge due to synchronization of left and right brain processes. That is interesting indeed and seems to be backed up by scientific evidence. I got a little lost in your last post but I think I'm understanding what you are trying to say.

Shared hallucinations are something that I am very interested in and I think the only way for you to truly test if you were experiencing your friends emotions telepathically is to ask them yourself how they were feeling in that moment. "Hi how are you" is my go-to.

While tripping with friends I find us all very suggestible. We once spent a considerable amount of time sneaking up to a plastic grocery sack that we believed to be a wounded animal that needed protected or listening to the radio for a long extended time and the whole time me and a buddy swore it sounded like gibberish or speaking in tongues. I've even had friends convince me that other sleeping friends were dead...

Times like these make me wonder how awe struck the greeks were at the rebirth of persephone in Eleusis and the people who witnessed the miracles of saints, prophets and shamans. It's comforting to know that humans have made it so far and are able to look at superstitions and spiritual phenomenon with an open mind.

Funny you mention a garbage sack. I looked at one in the cold and I figured the sack itself was a little entity and it was cold and wounded.

Thank you for reminding me . Id say 30 percent of my beliefs are superstitious. it's just because the other 70 is very convincing.

I've seen ultraviolet bodies of lol through walls. And verified that they where in those exact coordinates. There's no reason to verify with the person because I'm this case it's not needed.

Just now, my own emotional body almost seemed external. I think we're looking at this emotional body right now

Left brain is where I locate an emotional energy. I'm sure it's connected to the nidas and chakras. Because I saw this, without drugs. it just doesn't come on command so I haven't had many chances to verify it.

 

[Empathogen]

I have had many, many experiences with communicating with something I can only reference as my Deep Mind, often in states of crisis where I am being threatened and a voice I do not recognize as my own fills my head with some order or command that on at least one occasion saved my life. Many years ago I nearly drowned after attempting to swim across a large reservoir. I got to the other side, where there was a waterfall I wanted to check out, but it was meltwater at about 40 degrees F and coming off a slope that was in permanent shade. It was so cold that when I tried to swim back across all my muscles froze and I could not control them. I began to panic trying to regain control, which was impossible and my head went under twice. I knew if it happened again, I would drown as I had little bouyancy being unable to take in a deep breath to fill my lungs with air. Suddenly the voice screamed into me to STOP PANICKING and showed me a vision of what to do, which was to float on my back and paddle weakly with only my hands to reach shore. It is still one of those things that if it pops into my head while trying to go to sleep or something will startle me out of my comfort zone. I picture my body under there tangled in the detritus underwater until later in the Summer when someone found me again risen....shudder.

I have heard this same voice deep within a 5meoDMT trip where it called me to REMEMBER as I elt my consciousness begin to dissolve into oblivion, and I was not breathing, I feel in some ways that that may have been a real experience and if not called to remember the prone form laying on the floor of a shite apt in a place on a rock spinning in the vastness of space, I may not have cpome back. It was my first time with it, and I had done a huge overdose intravenously thinking what I had was n,n DMT fumarate and dosing for that- and without a scale. It was a piece the size of a grain of rice and about a fifth of a quarter gram, so a possible 50mg IV. Oh, and I was alone.

I have also heard it in astral projection experiments, where I am asked where I want to go and then whisked away to view some beautiful star cluster deep in space. The reality of these experiences in unquestionable, as they indeed happened, but what this is beyond hallucination I can only put down to some deep survival instinct.

I question the bicameral theory, as although intriguing, it is impossible to have evidence for and seems to imply that all people walking around Ur were prophets. Dountless, early civilization was stimulated by magical and spiritual forces within us, but rather than neuro-evolution it seems more probable that as knowledge increased within us, our need to explain nature as magic waned in favor of discovery and finally hypothesis and evidence. I think that this has had an effect of distancing us from our deep selves, and we have lost awareness of it. When we speak to ourselves we don't recognize the self in the voice.

As puzzling and seemingly real as entity encounters in hyperspace are, I cannot write a blank check to that belief. At the same time, the extraordinary nature of it also gives me pause and does raise a personal theory of DMT somehow tuning our attenae to recieve external signals. Perhaps it is indeed like the Spice Melange of Dune, a substance that allows telepathic communication with vastly separated beings...

On high dose LSD trips with friends, and a few times when doing it with MDMA, there would be times when peaking sevaral of us would sit in silence for some time to realize that we are indeed sharing thoughts. I do think telepathy is a thing, possibly some sort of magnetic resonance or something tied to consciousness.

Interesting post, OP, thanks for initiating the convo.

The most recent and convincing evidence for it was on my bike after a hit of lsd. Whenever I crossed a corner immediately without looking the emotional vibe of all the people walking downtown would make me feel a certain way. And after another corner people would have a slightly different emotional vibe. In terms of negativity positivity openness kindness etc. All the emotions make for a mixed middle state.

The voice takes the form of females. As it knows it's comforting, to me. Like you said in life threatening situational. One time on mdma it took the appearance of my mother. And it would review my life as if my mother was watched it it from my point of view for the first time. It's weird

 

[Tomtegubbe]

I have felt the female presence several times, never had an auditory sensation with it though. I think that would have been too much for me, like compromising my autonomy.

What these substances have done for me, is that I have become emotionally much more aware. It's also something that I have intentionally wanted to take with me from the experiences. I think these substances (especially psilocybin and DMT) enable you to get in more touch with who you are on the inside and that's something you need if you want to connect with people around you.

On brain level we know that psychedelics suppress the so called default mode network which is a set of neural pathways that dominate our everyday rational functioning. Psychedelics and the Default Mode Network

I think is very interesting research for anyone interested in what actually happens in the brain while we go through these experiences.

 

[CatFractals]

I use to feel no emotion, was a coping method for a long time. Glad to say that after many years of feeling that way and finally feeling like my grey world had color once emotion came back into my life I was a better person.

 

[Empathogen]

Good to hear , you guys are getting good results from psychedelics.

I should be doing mushrooms for bacterial infests in my stomach area. It seems to clear up a cloggy feeling and my emotions clarify.

I just had another extremely convincing example of telepathy. At first I was thinking about this woman in the perspective of her thoughts. And I'd feel her insecurities etc. As I was thinking she send me a text. You'd think ok a coincidence. I haven't felt compelled to think of this person all day it just coalesces in this moment. But there's more

I'm dozing asleep and I'm dreaming of her perspective and dreaming she's sending me texts. And I'm like used to this. So I suspect she is probably going to send me a text. And my phone goes off.

I had the same thing with my father. And actually I'm dreaming of her life and things. I'm energetically connecting to this person quite obviously.. Just like I should be connected to my father. And this allows for more synchronized up thoughts.

 

[Empathogen]

Good to hear , you guys are getting good results from psychedelics.

I should be doing mushrooms for bacterial infests in my stomach area. It seems to clear up a cloggy feeling and my emotions clarify.

I just had another extremely convincing example of telepathy. At first I was thinking about this woman in the perspective of her thoughts. And I'd feel her insecurities etc. As I was thinking she send me a text. You'd think ok a coincidence. I haven't felt compelled to think of this person all day it just coalesces in this moment. But there's more

I'm dozing asleep and I'm dreaming of her perspective and dreaming she's sending me texts. And I'm like used to this. So I suspect she is probably going to send me a text. And my phone goes off.

I had the same thing with my father. And actually I'm dreaming of her life and things. I'm energetically connecting to this person quite obviously.. Just like I should be connected to my father. And this allows for more synchronized up thoughts.

 

[ephedra]

Once if, while climbing a mountain, with a friend, there was a sound of birds that connected us roundly. And we were silent as we went up and that noise began to transform into a kind of meaningful language. After walking for several hours, I asked him, did you hear that? and we began to relate that we had had a similar intuition about that sound that the birds made and what it could be communicating ...

It was like a mental communication between my friend and the birds.

=)

 

[Quaid]

I haven’t experienced direct telepathy per se, but I have experienced the sensation that everything is connected by consciousness. Whether that means we all share the same consciousness, I can’t say. But it might explain the sensation of ‘telepathy’.

Magical stuff, DMT. It really seems to unlock something that we all take for granted. Consciousness is endlessly fascinating when the governor of normal day to day perception is disabled.

 

[mariri23]

i got initiated into the brasilian cult of jurema. like other possession based Brazilian religion, a big part of it is to link some entities to the initiate, spirit with which the person then start to work with. typically those spirits are spirits of dead juremeiros, people from the past who where type of chamans who used jurema and entered into its realms after death. the person is often said to enter the religion because he already has these spirit attached to him, in a virtual way, and the rituals aims at actualizing this virtuality. it is a process of building a relationship with the spirit who start to live inside your body mind. so when you enter this path, you start to experiment inner dialogue with such spirit, a process that is called hearing the spirit in the wind. it is the experience of an inner voice, but this inner voice is not your own, and it communicate with you, be it through dialogue, sensations, dreams or visions. i totally believe, and experience dialogue with spirit. it is a process that is stronger under the effect of ayahuasca or dmt, but happen as well when sober.

 

[M0K0]

I may suggest then when you expand your consciousness into your surroundings you may share consciousness with it.
On DMT swim can even the connection visually and sharing thoughts seem to happen often when in an a high psychedelic state with close ones.
>Its not like language its like the ultimate language wich doesnt need symbols.

 

[downwardsfromzero]

I've had quite a few experiences of telepathy while in an unmodified state of consciousness. Often, trees have been mediators for this phenomenon. One example, for three days I kept hearing the word "Sparassis" in my mind and a sort of pull in my solar plexus region. Until I finally could not resist any longer and let the pull guide me out of my home. I basically made a bee-line for nearly a mile through the countryside and came to a group of pine trees. At the base of the first tree was a large, overripe cauliflower fungus - Sparassis crispa - gloriously decorated atop with a fox turd! If only I had responded on the first day... But I was not to be disappointed, for a few more trees down the line there was a new, fresh fungus just the right size for me and a few friends to enjoy for supper that evening.

Another time, I received verbal directions referenced from an oak tree some 100 yards off which guided me to a splendid patch of liberty caps. The field seemed to be devoid of the little fellows I was seeking so I just tuned out and then the voice spoke:
"Walk towards that oak tree, 75 paces, then look down to the left."
On following these directions I was delighted to find a motherlode of several hundred of nature's finest shrooms, making my hunt worthwhile.

 

[Vangoghdream]

I have had a few experiences where I feel I experienced some form of telepathy. Very odd to feel like someone or something else is thinking in your mind with you. I always got the sense that my thoughts and feeling were an open book, a feeling that these beings or entities knew me better than I know myself.

In one experience I was in the center of a room that looked to be set up somewhat like a surgery room. There were instruments with blinking lights and in the center a large light beaming straight down on me. I had no body, I felt like I could see in all directions at once which made me feel like I was a ball of light or energy, an orb or something, just a feeling. There were four beings in the room with me that I can only describe as looking like alien greys. At first I was fine and curious and for some reason my mind filled with fear and dread for what seemed like no reason. The beings had no mouths but I could hear them murmur and talking to each other. One of them comes over to me and is looking directly at me and I hear my thoughts say "It's ok, we are almost done! Please calm down! We will place you back in your body very soon." Another yells over "We are losing him, he is almost ready to go" and then I began to feel my fingers and hands and remembered myself and earth and being alive and everything.

Another experience I was in what felt like an underground cave. In this cave I thought I was alone but was not as I kept hearing my thoughts asking me questions that I had not thought of. I realized that I was inside of this thing that was talking to me or at least it felt like this entire area I was in was alive and trying to have a conversation. It stated "I have been waiting for you to come." "We wait for you to come to give us preference" I don't entirely understand or can't remember the whole trip unfortunately.

I have had other DMT trips where I felt like I was experiencing telepathy but often I really can't remember if they had mouths or what they looked like, often feeling like I just got done having a long conversation and just can't remember it. I often feel like the experiences are also communicating through my emotions as well.

Whenever I try and explain my trip I find my descriptions fail in many ways. Cave? It was kind of like a cave but not and it was alive.. meh. Alien greys? I dunno... they kind of looked like that but not really. It's the best descriptors I have for things I do not have any reference for as I have never seen this shit before. Some of my experiences I feel like I can't remember because my brain just can't replicate the experience through memory making it feel like a jumbled blur.

They can't all be winners but they are all strange.

P.S.
Made me think of the song 'Brain Damage' by Pink Floyd.

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

 

[ephedra]

I have had a few experiences where I feel I experienced some form of telepathy. Very odd to feel like someone or something else is thinking in your mind with you. I always got the sense that my thoughts and feeling were an open book, a feeling that these beings or entities knew me better than I know myself.

In one experience I was in the center of a room that looked to be set up somewhat like a surgery room. There were instruments with blinking lights and in the center a large light beaming straight down on me. I had no body, I felt like I could see in all directions at once which made me feel like I was a ball of light or energy, an orb or something, just a feeling. There were four beings in the room with me that I can only describe as looking like alien greys. At first I was fine and curious and for some reason my mind filled with fear and dread for what seemed like no reason. The beings had no mouths but I could hear them murmur and talking to each other. One of them comes over to me and is looking directly at me and I hear my thoughts say "It's ok, we are almost done! Please calm down! We will place you back in your body very soon." Another yells over "We are losing him, he is almost ready to go" and then I began to feel my fingers and hands and remembered myself and earth and being alive and everything.

Another experience I was in what felt like an underground cave. In this cave I thought I was alone but was not as I kept hearing my thoughts asking me questions that I had not thought of. I realized that I was inside of this thing that was talking to me or at least it felt like this entire area I was in was alive and trying to have a conversation. It stated "I have been waiting for you to come." "We wait for you to come to give us preference" I don't entirely understand or can't remember the whole trip unfortunately.

I have had other DMT trips where I felt like I was experiencing telepathy but often I really can't remember if they had mouths or what they looked like, often feeling like I just got done having a long conversation and just can't remember it. I often feel like the experiences are also communicating through my emotions as well.

Whenever I try and explain my trip I find my descriptions fail in many ways. Cave? It was kind of like a cave but not and it was alive.. meh. Alien greys? I dunno... they kind of looked like that but not really. It's the best descriptors I have for things I do not have any reference for as I have never seen this shit before. Some of my experiences I feel like I can't remember because my brain just can't replicate the experience through memory making it feel like a jumbled blur.

They can't all be winners but they are all strange.

P.S.
Made me think of the song 'Brain Damage' by Pink Floyd.

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon

Maybe those experiences are other types of dreams, you know? Like, one of those that you remember that made you feel weird, but when you go back to wakefulness you can't explain too much why.