Yesterday I decided to break out the GVG for two hits of DMT. I cleared some space in a room to have a nice clean, cubic environment in which to smoke. From start to finish it was mostly an open-eyed experience. I remember closing my eyes, but quickly found that I was having a more interesting interaction with the holograms with my eyes open.
Everything was going just fine, as I had these two abstract-shaped entities gyrating and enfolding in front of me. They would close in distance and then back off. I actually forgot about this next part until I was writing just now, but I remember consciously experimenting with my own facial expressions, noting immediate corresponding and regular (predictable) changes in the entities actions. Having a blank stare would predictably cause them to run their loop one way, whereas when I smiled, they would react another, and smiling while showing teeth or having the mouth open would create different actions. I found the whole matter to be quite intriguing.
At around maybe 3 minutes in or so, I had an immediate interjection of the feeling of alarm, as they seemed rather alarmed as well (odd how I could tell when they have no facial expression, but you'd know if you were there). They started getting very close to me, and I could feel almost like a wall of fuzzy vibrations in my face. These entities would typically have free reign to touch me were it not for the fact that it was preceded by this air of alarm. My first intention was not even to throat sing, but I just let out a single tone from my mouth. The energy in the air pulled my voice downward so it almost instantaneously fell into spontaneous throat singing without my entire voluntary control. This was very reminiscent of when an entity first taught me to throat sing in the first place, as the process was automatic, and it was accomplished through the energy pulling my voice downward in pitch. Only this time, the energy continued to pull my voice lower into another register of throat singing that I wasn't even aware that I had. At this point, I started consciously modulating my activity by changing the shape of my jaw and lips to spurt out series of overtones from my throat singing, as I have learned overtone singing (through the magic of YouTube) during my hiatus with DMT, so this was my first opportunity to combine overtones with throat singing in hyperspace during this situation which warranted a heavy rearranging of frequencies. The throat singing became very rhythmic, and pulsing like a lion roaring to protect their pride or a mate.
When all was said and done, the rearranged geometric abstractions of entities were floating in front of me emitting an air of respect. It was an odd side of the coin to be on. I'm not saying that this is the kind of relationship that I look to continue to have with positive/neutral entities of hyperspace, but I can't say that it didn't feel good to be in that position either. The best word to describe their transformative state is that they become whimsical. Light, translucent, shifting rainbowy colors dominate the air. I never did see the negative entity, but I've travelled enough to know that the sense of alarm I was having was because I was in the presence of one, whether it was in the form of the entities before me, or outside of my visual field. I would tend to think the latter.
I got up from my seat to physically interact with the holograms in a bio-magnetic kind of "dance." I began to sing (voluntarily). I expected my vocal cords to be sore from the throat singing, but they were actually quite relaxed, allowing me to achieve a big sound rather effortlessly. As I changed pitches, I was noticing that I was having a reaction of harmonic resonance with them on certain frequencies. I honed in on where that harmonic was strongest where hyperspace was swelling and almost feeding the same frequency back. It was quite marvelous. I do not think that I was having harmonic resonance with the room I was in, as the effect disappeared as my awareness of hyperspace faded, but it does remain a possibility. I find that to be a very compelling idea with which to experiment in the future though. It would be very curious if it turns out that hyperspace has certain pitches to which it harmonically resonates with more than others that can be produced in the physical world. Perhaps my experiment with Nexians with perfect pitch is asking for too much, but if I can achieve the effect with the same frequency in different locations, then it would also be interesting to see if other Nexians noticed a similar effect when they sing the same frequencies. This would be a much more doable experiment, and using a finely calibrated tuner can give precise results to share.
Everything was going just fine, as I had these two abstract-shaped entities gyrating and enfolding in front of me. They would close in distance and then back off. I actually forgot about this next part until I was writing just now, but I remember consciously experimenting with my own facial expressions, noting immediate corresponding and regular (predictable) changes in the entities actions. Having a blank stare would predictably cause them to run their loop one way, whereas when I smiled, they would react another, and smiling while showing teeth or having the mouth open would create different actions. I found the whole matter to be quite intriguing.
At around maybe 3 minutes in or so, I had an immediate interjection of the feeling of alarm, as they seemed rather alarmed as well (odd how I could tell when they have no facial expression, but you'd know if you were there). They started getting very close to me, and I could feel almost like a wall of fuzzy vibrations in my face. These entities would typically have free reign to touch me were it not for the fact that it was preceded by this air of alarm. My first intention was not even to throat sing, but I just let out a single tone from my mouth. The energy in the air pulled my voice downward so it almost instantaneously fell into spontaneous throat singing without my entire voluntary control. This was very reminiscent of when an entity first taught me to throat sing in the first place, as the process was automatic, and it was accomplished through the energy pulling my voice downward in pitch. Only this time, the energy continued to pull my voice lower into another register of throat singing that I wasn't even aware that I had. At this point, I started consciously modulating my activity by changing the shape of my jaw and lips to spurt out series of overtones from my throat singing, as I have learned overtone singing (through the magic of YouTube) during my hiatus with DMT, so this was my first opportunity to combine overtones with throat singing in hyperspace during this situation which warranted a heavy rearranging of frequencies. The throat singing became very rhythmic, and pulsing like a lion roaring to protect their pride or a mate.
When all was said and done, the rearranged geometric abstractions of entities were floating in front of me emitting an air of respect. It was an odd side of the coin to be on. I'm not saying that this is the kind of relationship that I look to continue to have with positive/neutral entities of hyperspace, but I can't say that it didn't feel good to be in that position either. The best word to describe their transformative state is that they become whimsical. Light, translucent, shifting rainbowy colors dominate the air. I never did see the negative entity, but I've travelled enough to know that the sense of alarm I was having was because I was in the presence of one, whether it was in the form of the entities before me, or outside of my visual field. I would tend to think the latter.
I got up from my seat to physically interact with the holograms in a bio-magnetic kind of "dance." I began to sing (voluntarily). I expected my vocal cords to be sore from the throat singing, but they were actually quite relaxed, allowing me to achieve a big sound rather effortlessly. As I changed pitches, I was noticing that I was having a reaction of harmonic resonance with them on certain frequencies. I honed in on where that harmonic was strongest where hyperspace was swelling and almost feeding the same frequency back. It was quite marvelous. I do not think that I was having harmonic resonance with the room I was in, as the effect disappeared as my awareness of hyperspace faded, but it does remain a possibility. I find that to be a very compelling idea with which to experiment in the future though. It would be very curious if it turns out that hyperspace has certain pitches to which it harmonically resonates with more than others that can be produced in the physical world. Perhaps my experiment with Nexians with perfect pitch is asking for too much, but if I can achieve the effect with the same frequency in different locations, then it would also be interesting to see if other Nexians noticed a similar effect when they sing the same frequencies. This would be a much more doable experiment, and using a finely calibrated tuner can give precise results to share.

) to a house where I will be able to experiment with this much more. This is infinitely interesting!
Lars Ulrich might sue.