divineyes
Rising Star
Hyperspace- 1st Lauch
I sat before the homemade altar laid out on the floor. It was simple yet sensual, a square scarf of orange fabric with alternating lines of the the sanskrit OM character cast within a border of mysterious Vedic symbols. One thin blue candle, a smaller red candle in the lap of a small ceramic buddha, some sage, incense and 3 stones- calcite, smoky quartz and a large, thick six-sided pure quartz crystal crown that came to a sharp tip. A small white satchel of power-animal runes lay alongside a small glass sphere. A six inch bronze Buddha sat in the center of the altar making a peaceful hand-gesture of blessing.
We had earlier smudged each other with the sage and set our intentions for the journey, mine being that I be equipped for the service and work ahead of me, that my vibrational rate be increased and that I face my fears head-on in order to overcome them- all for the highest good and for the liberation of all souls. We had also shared a short reading- each of us having made a selection from a small stack of world scriptures I had brought along. I shared a selection from the Upanishads- a tribute to the god of the Sun.
I scraped up the crystals of dimethyltryptamine from the base of the the glass baking pan with a sharp razor and transported some of the spice (The spice extends life, the spice expands consciousness, the spice is vital to space travel) into the bowl of the elegant blue glass bubbler. It had some remaining base of ash, parsley and dmt crystal leftover from my female fellow-traveler . All the threads and message boards I had researched online advised that 50mg was ideal for a breakthrough journey into hyperspace- something that looked like a match-head or the eraser on the end of a pencil- a pretty big difference in my mind. I opted for something in between. I peppered some parsley on top of the yellowish gooey crystal, which is not to be directly hit by flame- but rather vaporized by heat, and repositioned myself between my two friends and sitters.
I sat and meditated with soft music playing- a sacred composition that combines the repetitive chanting of the holy name YHWH tuned to the newly re-discovered solfeggio frequencies. Centering myself, I began "preparing" (hahaha) my heart and mind for the mysterious journey that lay ahead of me. I breathed in and out deeply to flood my bloodstream with oxygen so I could hold the hit in as long as possible. I leaned over the altar, placing the thin blue candle in front of the bronze Buddha and took the large quartz crystal into my lap, the same one that stands near my head when I sleep each night- a kind of friend whose "hand" I could hold as I crossed the border.
I brought the blue glass bubbler to my lips, covered the carb and gently held flame right above the parsley. A long slow deep hit. I could hear the crystal crackling under the parsley embers. Breathing deeper, deeper, deeper- the not-so-bad acrid smoke slowly curled into my lungs and bloodstream. Every particle of smoke and vapor passed thru and was baptized in the water that I had blessed and charged with spoken words such as "love", "beauty", "grateful" "harmony" and "thank-you". The taste of the vaporized crystal was both strangely familiar and not too unpleasant.
Immediately, as I was still inhaling- I began to feel that inevitable rise- like a roller-coaster car clicking and climbing up toward that pinnacle of no return. I put down the pipe and lay hold of the quartz crystal. I was not entirely confident, but my curiosity and my faith in what I had learned about the experience did allow me to hold on tight as the cannon of DMT was about to explode right in my face!
My eyes were open and the first thing noticed was that the orange fabric of the altar underwent some trans-dimensional shift where it's texture became like fleshy, bright orange clay and developed gulleys patterned like a tic-tac-toe board. As this is happening, I am rising faster, higher, more and more- intensely accelerating toward some kind of psychedelic orgasm of the mind.
At this point, the entire room lit up with a kind of bright, ambient light (In the Nymphion, Gnostics bathed in ecstatic luminosity which they considered to radiate from the Godhead, the Pleroma of Aeons, via the Aeon Sophia who is embodied in the Earth)- which was amazing as we were in a basically dark environment ,and my eyes were fixated on the flame in front of the bronze buddha, which had now transformed into some darkly-colored elven/alien icon which seemed to be offering me more of the flame which was now leaning and flickering intensely toward my forehead and third eye!
As the acceleration continued to intensify, I let go of the mind-lock I was having with that driving, leaning, rapidly flickering flame and forced my self to look at my companions on either side of me.
This is where things got really mind-blowing.
As was turning to look, I realized that my "body" was navigating this new dimensional space in an entirely new way. It's really hard to put into words - but I will try my best:
Truly impossible things were happening.
Something in the way my arms were moving definitely did not jive with regular 3-d space. It freaked me out quite a bit. I lifted my arms only to realize that they were somehow connected with everything and it stunned me. I had no idea that anything like what was happening could be happening- and I was in a totally conscious and lucid state of mind! Even my pre-launch research on the dmt journey informed me to expect "impossible/untranslatable things" to occur- and that very stuff was actually happening to me for real! It was truly astonishing! I really feel that I had entered into the 4th dimension!
I would lift my arm and realize that 3-d space had been transcended because my arm would kind of partially appear and yet give me the feeling that it was part of everything and at the same time it felt like I had multiple arms- for real- more real than what we call real- and my mind would blow again and again. And then I wasn't sure if I had taken another breath since I let out the hit so I breathed in deeply- check, that seemed to work. My surmise from all this sensory craziness is that my duplicate spirit-body (the one that normally sits within the confines of the body on the 3-D plane) was for the first time responding to my conscious control but it was throwing signals back to my brain that were fundamentally new and incomprehensible- things I had never-ever felt before or could imagine feeling!
Now to the really incredible part: because my newly-found "spirit wing-thingies" were just completely mind-screwing me- I looked in some desperation to my sitter-guides who might help me anchor just a bit. It was a male sitter on my right and his girlfriend on my left. As I looked to them, I got the overwhelming feeling that the real nature of the situation was that my "earthly" friends had just shed their "earthly masks" and were now what they really were in fact- higher-dimensional beings who were there to assist in mid-wiving me thru some kind of cosmic birthing process. It was their expressions and unspoken telepathic gestures that made me know that I was dealing with more than just those "earthly" people who had been sitting at my side just moments ago!
First of all, everything had this hyper-real kind of feel- like what I was experiencing was actually the real deal that exists just behind the veil of the 3-D space/time continuum. I was in a room that was both the same and yet different from the one I had left behind. It was as if we and everything in that room all underwent a higher dimensional shift. The altar, the room, the faces- all the same- but expressing in a whole new dimensional phase- in addition, the room was illuminated- filled with light- it was unbelievable!
As my astonishment mounted higher and higher, my two spirit guides were giving me unspoken assurances that said to me- "We totally understand what you are going thru, and yes, it is what you think it is. Just sit back and try to relax- It's gonna be alright." My male sitter/spirit guide kept giving me these knowing head-nods of utmost confidence that were generally reassuring to me, putting my mind at ease and helping me to relax. His girlfriend was emanating this pure, motherly, luminous, nurturing goddess-energy that she was just flowing into me in silent, smiling presence. Each of their faces had panels of softly-bright pastel colors that would shift- almost like they were wearing moving make-up.
Before the session, we had decided to document each of our journeys by recording both video and audio to capture our first utterances of transport after landing. The male sitter was holding up his iPhone to film me- but my hyperdimensional sitter/spirit guide was using what he was holding to document or do some kind of research on a human undergoing a full-on supraluminal DMT experience. Again, I cannot convey deeply enough my own sense of awareness that these two beings were basically ultra-intelligent entities who were simply wearing the "masks" of my friends' bodies and they were giving me very confident and comforting re-assurances that what I was experiencing was OK. I would stop and remember to breathe again- (check, I'm good)- because in that space, it didn't seem that breathing was even necessary. The male entity would be confidently conveying to my mind- "Yes, brother- we TOTALLY understand where you are at right now in this magical space- that is why we are here with you- just try to relax and hang in there- it's ALL GOOD!"
As I began to re-enter regular 3-D space, the lights dimmed and my companions flashy make-up began to fade and as soon as I was able to regain my speech, previously silenced by bewildering astonishment, I verbally poured forth in the best way I could what had just happened. I haven't heard the recording yet- but I remember saying again and again to them- "just like Terence (McKenna) talks about- IMPOSSIBLE shit was going on- things that LITERALLY defy description- words totally fail!"
One of my realizations the day after the journey, (which by the way, I have been unable to stop thinking about), is that I think that the beings who looked like my sitters were actually my own spirit guides- sitting with me on my first living introduction to the fourth dimensional world of the Spirit.
In retrospect, I am grateful for this experience and will likely revisit it. I feel like I have been extremely privileged to have shared such unthinkable space in such a lucid and conscious way- and when I say conscious, I mean that there is no intoxication or debilitation in that state- it was as real as driving to work -I swear to God! My experience with the spirit molecule revealed to me another aspect of myself- perhaps even my true nature. It enabled me to view the world in a completely unprecedented way. It felt like I was ushered into a Sacred Hall of Holy Astonishment which left me both breathless and speechless. I am truly grateful.
It's been nearly 48 hours since and I feel perceptive, happy and sensitively tuned into the people and things around me. I now have an even more intense desire to consecrate my life to God in spiritual service to the world. Even now, I feel a slight psychedelic twinge as I look outside my window and take in the sunny, mustard-golden spectrum of the late October treeline.
On a lighter note- i learned that the elves of hyperspace have a way of poking thru into our normal reality to let us know we have not been forgotten by them. As I sat in my car at a light earlier today, the side panel of a large 18-wheeler passed in front of my field of vision rolling by like a news banner which actually read, "A little elfin magic goes a long way!!!"
I sat before the homemade altar laid out on the floor. It was simple yet sensual, a square scarf of orange fabric with alternating lines of the the sanskrit OM character cast within a border of mysterious Vedic symbols. One thin blue candle, a smaller red candle in the lap of a small ceramic buddha, some sage, incense and 3 stones- calcite, smoky quartz and a large, thick six-sided pure quartz crystal crown that came to a sharp tip. A small white satchel of power-animal runes lay alongside a small glass sphere. A six inch bronze Buddha sat in the center of the altar making a peaceful hand-gesture of blessing.
We had earlier smudged each other with the sage and set our intentions for the journey, mine being that I be equipped for the service and work ahead of me, that my vibrational rate be increased and that I face my fears head-on in order to overcome them- all for the highest good and for the liberation of all souls. We had also shared a short reading- each of us having made a selection from a small stack of world scriptures I had brought along. I shared a selection from the Upanishads- a tribute to the god of the Sun.
I scraped up the crystals of dimethyltryptamine from the base of the the glass baking pan with a sharp razor and transported some of the spice (The spice extends life, the spice expands consciousness, the spice is vital to space travel) into the bowl of the elegant blue glass bubbler. It had some remaining base of ash, parsley and dmt crystal leftover from my female fellow-traveler . All the threads and message boards I had researched online advised that 50mg was ideal for a breakthrough journey into hyperspace- something that looked like a match-head or the eraser on the end of a pencil- a pretty big difference in my mind. I opted for something in between. I peppered some parsley on top of the yellowish gooey crystal, which is not to be directly hit by flame- but rather vaporized by heat, and repositioned myself between my two friends and sitters.
I sat and meditated with soft music playing- a sacred composition that combines the repetitive chanting of the holy name YHWH tuned to the newly re-discovered solfeggio frequencies. Centering myself, I began "preparing" (hahaha) my heart and mind for the mysterious journey that lay ahead of me. I breathed in and out deeply to flood my bloodstream with oxygen so I could hold the hit in as long as possible. I leaned over the altar, placing the thin blue candle in front of the bronze Buddha and took the large quartz crystal into my lap, the same one that stands near my head when I sleep each night- a kind of friend whose "hand" I could hold as I crossed the border.
I brought the blue glass bubbler to my lips, covered the carb and gently held flame right above the parsley. A long slow deep hit. I could hear the crystal crackling under the parsley embers. Breathing deeper, deeper, deeper- the not-so-bad acrid smoke slowly curled into my lungs and bloodstream. Every particle of smoke and vapor passed thru and was baptized in the water that I had blessed and charged with spoken words such as "love", "beauty", "grateful" "harmony" and "thank-you". The taste of the vaporized crystal was both strangely familiar and not too unpleasant.
Immediately, as I was still inhaling- I began to feel that inevitable rise- like a roller-coaster car clicking and climbing up toward that pinnacle of no return. I put down the pipe and lay hold of the quartz crystal. I was not entirely confident, but my curiosity and my faith in what I had learned about the experience did allow me to hold on tight as the cannon of DMT was about to explode right in my face!
My eyes were open and the first thing noticed was that the orange fabric of the altar underwent some trans-dimensional shift where it's texture became like fleshy, bright orange clay and developed gulleys patterned like a tic-tac-toe board. As this is happening, I am rising faster, higher, more and more- intensely accelerating toward some kind of psychedelic orgasm of the mind.
At this point, the entire room lit up with a kind of bright, ambient light (In the Nymphion, Gnostics bathed in ecstatic luminosity which they considered to radiate from the Godhead, the Pleroma of Aeons, via the Aeon Sophia who is embodied in the Earth)- which was amazing as we were in a basically dark environment ,and my eyes were fixated on the flame in front of the bronze buddha, which had now transformed into some darkly-colored elven/alien icon which seemed to be offering me more of the flame which was now leaning and flickering intensely toward my forehead and third eye!
As the acceleration continued to intensify, I let go of the mind-lock I was having with that driving, leaning, rapidly flickering flame and forced my self to look at my companions on either side of me.
This is where things got really mind-blowing.
As was turning to look, I realized that my "body" was navigating this new dimensional space in an entirely new way. It's really hard to put into words - but I will try my best:
Truly impossible things were happening.
Something in the way my arms were moving definitely did not jive with regular 3-d space. It freaked me out quite a bit. I lifted my arms only to realize that they were somehow connected with everything and it stunned me. I had no idea that anything like what was happening could be happening- and I was in a totally conscious and lucid state of mind! Even my pre-launch research on the dmt journey informed me to expect "impossible/untranslatable things" to occur- and that very stuff was actually happening to me for real! It was truly astonishing! I really feel that I had entered into the 4th dimension!
I would lift my arm and realize that 3-d space had been transcended because my arm would kind of partially appear and yet give me the feeling that it was part of everything and at the same time it felt like I had multiple arms- for real- more real than what we call real- and my mind would blow again and again. And then I wasn't sure if I had taken another breath since I let out the hit so I breathed in deeply- check, that seemed to work. My surmise from all this sensory craziness is that my duplicate spirit-body (the one that normally sits within the confines of the body on the 3-D plane) was for the first time responding to my conscious control but it was throwing signals back to my brain that were fundamentally new and incomprehensible- things I had never-ever felt before or could imagine feeling!
Now to the really incredible part: because my newly-found "spirit wing-thingies" were just completely mind-screwing me- I looked in some desperation to my sitter-guides who might help me anchor just a bit. It was a male sitter on my right and his girlfriend on my left. As I looked to them, I got the overwhelming feeling that the real nature of the situation was that my "earthly" friends had just shed their "earthly masks" and were now what they really were in fact- higher-dimensional beings who were there to assist in mid-wiving me thru some kind of cosmic birthing process. It was their expressions and unspoken telepathic gestures that made me know that I was dealing with more than just those "earthly" people who had been sitting at my side just moments ago!
First of all, everything had this hyper-real kind of feel- like what I was experiencing was actually the real deal that exists just behind the veil of the 3-D space/time continuum. I was in a room that was both the same and yet different from the one I had left behind. It was as if we and everything in that room all underwent a higher dimensional shift. The altar, the room, the faces- all the same- but expressing in a whole new dimensional phase- in addition, the room was illuminated- filled with light- it was unbelievable!
As my astonishment mounted higher and higher, my two spirit guides were giving me unspoken assurances that said to me- "We totally understand what you are going thru, and yes, it is what you think it is. Just sit back and try to relax- It's gonna be alright." My male sitter/spirit guide kept giving me these knowing head-nods of utmost confidence that were generally reassuring to me, putting my mind at ease and helping me to relax. His girlfriend was emanating this pure, motherly, luminous, nurturing goddess-energy that she was just flowing into me in silent, smiling presence. Each of their faces had panels of softly-bright pastel colors that would shift- almost like they were wearing moving make-up.
Before the session, we had decided to document each of our journeys by recording both video and audio to capture our first utterances of transport after landing. The male sitter was holding up his iPhone to film me- but my hyperdimensional sitter/spirit guide was using what he was holding to document or do some kind of research on a human undergoing a full-on supraluminal DMT experience. Again, I cannot convey deeply enough my own sense of awareness that these two beings were basically ultra-intelligent entities who were simply wearing the "masks" of my friends' bodies and they were giving me very confident and comforting re-assurances that what I was experiencing was OK. I would stop and remember to breathe again- (check, I'm good)- because in that space, it didn't seem that breathing was even necessary. The male entity would be confidently conveying to my mind- "Yes, brother- we TOTALLY understand where you are at right now in this magical space- that is why we are here with you- just try to relax and hang in there- it's ALL GOOD!"
As I began to re-enter regular 3-D space, the lights dimmed and my companions flashy make-up began to fade and as soon as I was able to regain my speech, previously silenced by bewildering astonishment, I verbally poured forth in the best way I could what had just happened. I haven't heard the recording yet- but I remember saying again and again to them- "just like Terence (McKenna) talks about- IMPOSSIBLE shit was going on- things that LITERALLY defy description- words totally fail!"
One of my realizations the day after the journey, (which by the way, I have been unable to stop thinking about), is that I think that the beings who looked like my sitters were actually my own spirit guides- sitting with me on my first living introduction to the fourth dimensional world of the Spirit.
In retrospect, I am grateful for this experience and will likely revisit it. I feel like I have been extremely privileged to have shared such unthinkable space in such a lucid and conscious way- and when I say conscious, I mean that there is no intoxication or debilitation in that state- it was as real as driving to work -I swear to God! My experience with the spirit molecule revealed to me another aspect of myself- perhaps even my true nature. It enabled me to view the world in a completely unprecedented way. It felt like I was ushered into a Sacred Hall of Holy Astonishment which left me both breathless and speechless. I am truly grateful.
It's been nearly 48 hours since and I feel perceptive, happy and sensitively tuned into the people and things around me. I now have an even more intense desire to consecrate my life to God in spiritual service to the world. Even now, I feel a slight psychedelic twinge as I look outside my window and take in the sunny, mustard-golden spectrum of the late October treeline.
On a lighter note- i learned that the elves of hyperspace have a way of poking thru into our normal reality to let us know we have not been forgotten by them. As I sat in my car at a light earlier today, the side panel of a large 18-wheeler passed in front of my field of vision rolling by like a news banner which actually read, "A little elfin magic goes a long way!!!"
