thecosmicjoke
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5 to 6 large pulls of 4:1 e-liquid.
The beginning of the trip was confusing. Lately I’ve been seeing visions that I didn’t know DMT could generate. I saw a woman run by me with her dog in my living room, while my eyes were open. These little slugs were spinning in my vision and pulling their heads off, and pulling the heads off of little men with black eyes. They were kind of scary, but mostly annoying because they were right over each of my eyes.
I decided to go further. It was the kind of trip that was powerful enough for me to forget quite a bit of it. At a point I realized that the DMT wasn’t doing much anymore, and I felt an impulse to look upwards, trying to roll my eyes back as far as I could. This generated powerful visions. The inner muscle of my ear vibrated as I started to see heavenly things, and I saw glimpses of the body of some holy figure, an angel of sorts, that I can only describe as having a centaur-aura.
However, at a point, the heavenly visions flipped. I started to feel the presence of something evil, and with my eyes closed I felt that it was right in front of my face, trying to get as close as it could to me. It was trying to scare me, and initially it was successful. I continued trying to roll my eyes back and induce further visions. At a point I became worried that I was doing something demonic. This demon lingered directly in front of my face, and I could only see his shadow resting on my eyelids. I tried to stand my ground, and stare him down with closed eyes. He would not relent. Eventually I got angry, and audibly told him to leave my house. I told him he is not welcome, and I will not allow him to be inside my house. I emphasized that I never invited him and I wanted nothing to do with him.
This is where the threshold from vision to reality merged. and I have only ever had it happen once before. I still felt the presence of the demon in my house, and I became very angry that he was trying to fuck with me. I told him he has no power over me, and that I only serve God. This house is only for God. I began to audibly hear the bulb in my fan begin to buzz. At this point, I was tempted to tell him to do more and make himself known. However, I did not want this to be mistaken for an invitation, and my seriousness overrode my curiosity. I told him to get the fuck out.
At this point, the rod on my blinds began to swing back and forth, but only slightly. I stared intently at its sway, as if I were staring the entity down himself. Without breaking eye contact, I told it again to leave. I told it again it does not belong here. I called it vile, and disgusting, and I began to feel pity for it, knowing that it will never rejoice in Gods warmth. I told it that I only serve God, and that it has no right to be in my house. It can not scare me, and I am not a fan of its tricks. Saying enough of these words out loud caused the rod to stop swaying.
Once the trip was over, probably a 40 minute experience total, I got up and decided to sage my house, repeating again that only those who serve God are allowed inside. I thanked God for his protection. I felt my fear and any negative presence dissipate through this act.
I don’t know guys, this one was strange. I’ve seen demons before, but only once have they manifested in reality, and never have they manipulated physical objects. Unsure what to think of this one, but I will continue to cleanse my spirit and my home. Praise be to God.
Stay blessed.
The beginning of the trip was confusing. Lately I’ve been seeing visions that I didn’t know DMT could generate. I saw a woman run by me with her dog in my living room, while my eyes were open. These little slugs were spinning in my vision and pulling their heads off, and pulling the heads off of little men with black eyes. They were kind of scary, but mostly annoying because they were right over each of my eyes.
I decided to go further. It was the kind of trip that was powerful enough for me to forget quite a bit of it. At a point I realized that the DMT wasn’t doing much anymore, and I felt an impulse to look upwards, trying to roll my eyes back as far as I could. This generated powerful visions. The inner muscle of my ear vibrated as I started to see heavenly things, and I saw glimpses of the body of some holy figure, an angel of sorts, that I can only describe as having a centaur-aura.
However, at a point, the heavenly visions flipped. I started to feel the presence of something evil, and with my eyes closed I felt that it was right in front of my face, trying to get as close as it could to me. It was trying to scare me, and initially it was successful. I continued trying to roll my eyes back and induce further visions. At a point I became worried that I was doing something demonic. This demon lingered directly in front of my face, and I could only see his shadow resting on my eyelids. I tried to stand my ground, and stare him down with closed eyes. He would not relent. Eventually I got angry, and audibly told him to leave my house. I told him he is not welcome, and I will not allow him to be inside my house. I emphasized that I never invited him and I wanted nothing to do with him.
This is where the threshold from vision to reality merged. and I have only ever had it happen once before. I still felt the presence of the demon in my house, and I became very angry that he was trying to fuck with me. I told him he has no power over me, and that I only serve God. This house is only for God. I began to audibly hear the bulb in my fan begin to buzz. At this point, I was tempted to tell him to do more and make himself known. However, I did not want this to be mistaken for an invitation, and my seriousness overrode my curiosity. I told him to get the fuck out.
At this point, the rod on my blinds began to swing back and forth, but only slightly. I stared intently at its sway, as if I were staring the entity down himself. Without breaking eye contact, I told it again to leave. I told it again it does not belong here. I called it vile, and disgusting, and I began to feel pity for it, knowing that it will never rejoice in Gods warmth. I told it that I only serve God, and that it has no right to be in my house. It can not scare me, and I am not a fan of its tricks. Saying enough of these words out loud caused the rod to stop swaying.
Once the trip was over, probably a 40 minute experience total, I got up and decided to sage my house, repeating again that only those who serve God are allowed inside. I thanked God for his protection. I felt my fear and any negative presence dissipate through this act.
I don’t know guys, this one was strange. I’ve seen demons before, but only once have they manifested in reality, and never have they manipulated physical objects. Unsure what to think of this one, but I will continue to cleanse my spirit and my home. Praise be to God.
Stay blessed.
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