... hmm .. well, I say just keep doing it ! When the time is right to launch again, if it's not just the dose, x set x setting that makes a difference, you'll certainly find you version of 'entities'. They show up as another part of you .. it's all you and the freaking infinate ocean of imagination we all have !
The extract of 3.5 g Syrian Rue seed really improves one's ability to recollect the whole experience - try that for sure !
But memory improves with just going back there, or by afterwards doing anything you'd do to remember dreams (tape it , write it or draw it)
For me the first entities I came across were kids - robed 3 or 5 year old sized 'ninyos' ... when they did show up, they clustered around me always offering reassurance to not be scared, and there was a 'maternal' overseer there too, in the background. I once whizzed around the playpen, 'got out' even and I recall the 'maternal' bigger prescence always followed me...
This was the 'early days' when I too first thought "so what about the 'entities'.." after not discvering anything specific. However after figuring out how to smoke a full hit, and pracicing with getting 'ready', it was older kids that appeared and these kids out-stretched their hands and gave me 'toys' - those crazy spinning, sparkling, dribbling light-eggs ! Then these toys in later trips became the 'hats' on the kids ... like a psychedelic prayer-wheel Shriner's hats ! tassles of sparkling light ... I called this place the "playpen" ... I think that was a Terrence McKenna term that perfectly fit this experience...
With repaet launches (once or twice a week) a kind of memory lasted ... like lucid dream but I was NOT in control, or hardly it seemed. I just recalled more of what happened each time - a theme sort of devloped.
Now, as far as my memory goes, this sequence from about Jan- Mar 2006 eventually climaxed in this one trip, and it FREAKED me out to recently read a You-Tube report of EXACTLY THE SAME THING ! But it was the culmination of my entity experiences, all one build up to this.
I soon discovered that the walls of the multicoloured Playpen, where I was meeting the 'kids' with toys and 'hats', was actually the luminescent skin of a HUGE, slowly moving serpent ! I was inside her or she had coiled around 'me' .. It was a Mother Serpent..! who finally introduced herself as the one behind it all ! I recall how she split-off from the vision of a room, and a 'head' or front end was facing me, with a mouth and a flicking tongue but communication was 'via telepathy' ... not oral/verbal ...
This was when She proceeded to 'probe' me with the tongue - probed my brain from above me... .. I thought - "this is Brainlingus !" It was gorgeously sensuous and psychedelically visionary beyond belief ... How the heck did I come up with that one ?!
It all seemed to be an orchestrated 'story' of some massive, non-human loving-beyond-beleif, intelligence trying to show me that there is a non-physical reality, populated by big and small ... ' things' like the toys were as alive as the kids, big and small and on and on ... .>!? But it first appeared in a form that was as non-threatening as possible - ie 'kids' ... !
.. It was then that she swallowed me whole, I was 'eaten' head first, 'from above' ... This was how I 'popped' back through the veil - being eaten by a mouth way bigger than me !... with a marvelous afterglow of being Brainlingused and swallowed whole, by the most massive, loving and creative intelligence I could ever have imagined ...
And perhaps that is all it is ! We could simply call it "imagination" ... Practice with it ! It's a two-way process ... it listens, you listen, you ask, it asks, you answer, it answers... I can't recall what I did next .. opened my eyes, laughed when I realize I just 'came back' ... and there were 'entities' all right ! .> !
Sometimes they have no faces and keep in the perifery, as though you're imagining an audience. Entites can squeeze out like toothpaste for no reason at all, from inbetween the weave - all the older kids I 'saw' stepped out of the walls, wearing the wall's coloured fabic as a robe..! Once I recall the walls squeezed out armadillos with human heads wearing those light-dribbling Shriner's Hats..!
So what is the bigger variable at play to make it be 'entity-ful' ..? Who knows..? It could be your biochemical head-space ('set'), the angle of teh sun, or just how many mg you got through your blood brain barrier that makes the trip 'go somewhere'. Alot of it is 'practice', or frequent enough use to figure out (dose X set X setting).
) but there is no way to proof that theses people exist... nor any way to proof the opposite yet :roll: