smilingblock
Rising Star
- Merits
- 42
Location - Daytime, living room, earth
In preparation for this voyage, I created a sacred space. After getting fucked with by some nefarious demons, I was strapping on whatever spiritual armor was available to me. I burned sage and incense and meditated although it was hard to clear my mind for any great length as I was routinely roiled by the fear and anxiety of hyperspace. I prepared a space in the center of my living room and put a mat down to sit on. I changed into comfortable clothing and wore a headband. My mind was clear of any responsibilities, guilt, regret or doubt. My attitude and intention were positive. I had a good friend help me with this voyage and he asked me what I was going to do in hyperspace. He has broken through once and had an incredible healing experience with the divine source of energy. So I said, "I can't just go deep into other dimensions and play around. It's too dangerous. I have to go in with purpose and intention. My intention is to try and find help. If I see anything else, I'll try and tell it that planet earth needs help. If I see the elves I'll try to ignore them." My girlfriend has a lapis lazuli crystal that I placed on the mat in front of me.
I sat facing the sunlit windows of my living room in full lotus position (on a recent trip, my friend learned that this is the correct body position to travel in). I loaded a glass bowl with a good mixture of spice and kush (prob about 65 mg, sry guys I know its wasteful, no I didn't vape it all) and sat down on the mat in the center of my living room in full lotus position facing the open windows. Sun was pouring in. This was about 4 weeks ago on a sunday afternoon and the air and weather were calm. I have been researching the shamanic techniques that can help one remain fixed and focused on your intention. The shaman's recite icaro's and bang rhythmically on percussive objects. The only analog that I had was my stereo system and the music that I make so I played my song "8 million more" while I went in deep. My friend held the bowl and helped me take all 3 hits.
As soon as I exhale the 3rdhit, I am right in the middle of hyperspace and I am still going in deep and fast. The whole crysthanthemum sequence must have occurred while I was inhaling the 3rd hit because I don't even notice. I exhale and I'm there. The colors are changing and weirdos are popping in and out. Several of the aliens/elves/beings who attempted to abuse me during my last visit are there and I recognize them and they recognize me. It almost felt like they we're waiting. The hide behind me instantly and keep kinda quiet but I sense their malevolence. They start throwing things at me (not physical objects but mental traps/paths to fear/visions of parallel worlds, universes), trying to separate my psyche from my body.
I'm also going deeper and deeper faster and faster. It really does feel like I'm travelling through space incredibly fast. Images and worlds are rushing past me. At one point, I felt like I looked out through the eyes of hundreds if not thousands of different creatures on different worlds. I am tumbling deeper and deeper through hyperspace I am aware that I am fighting a difficult battle to remain centered, lucid and calm in the face of such fantastic sights. I feel like I am holding on to an enormous length of heavy mental cable that is connecting my psyche, which is deep in hyperspace, to my earthly existence meanwhile I am being subjected to visions that startle, astonish and seem intent on confusing me. They all happen so quickly that it's almost impossible to focus on one, which I'm not really trying to do anyway, I'm trying to remain focused. So I focus on my intent, not on the pictures flashing before me and I'm still going deeper.
This rocketing forward/deeper phase of the trip culminates with what felt me breaking through to (what felt like) the furthest reaches of hypespace, it almost seemed like there was some kind of clearing. And there I sat surrounded by aliens/entities (not all of whom seemed bad at all, nor necessarily elves, they certainly weren't the clockwork variety) and it seemed like they we're saying "ok, you sure you wanna see it?" (feminine voice) and then they showed it to me. They removed a veil from my eyes and showed me something that affected me in the most profound way. I could feel my deepest instincts being triggered, instincts that are beyond the tampering reach of the ego, primordial instincts.
I saw that in some sense our planet is nothing more than a factory farm for souls. All of our humans concern are but an anthill to these creatures. I saw in all the graphic details what these horrible insect aliens were doing to us. I could see them operating on us and harvesting us with all the care that we show to the lower life forms on this planet. And it wasn't simply an image that I saw, it was less an image and more of a complete mental realization. It triggered in me and I was overwhelmed by the immediate sense of having reached the ultimate and highest point in human existence/understanding. The overwhelming nature of this sensation can not be overstated. It felt like I had just completed a video game or puzzle that had been an obstacle to my true happiness. All mystery was removed and uncontrollably, the sense of total completion was immediately accompanied by a deep sadness, a literal emptiness.
In the face of this ultimate realization it also became clear that everything people do on this planet is a scrap of sawdust compared to the scale and importance of the beings harvesting us. All the importance and significance of action were revealed to be meaningless from this perspective and this deep primordial reaction was one of sadness. I didn't feel depressed or frustrated, just sad, like a kid who really had mentally invested in the notion of santa claus only to find the truth. It was as though my psyche was instinctively reacting to the realization that all of the expectations, hopes and dreams arising from my earthly existence are reduced to a meaningless puddle in light of this ultimate realization. I felt like I could do absolutely anything I wanted in life, that all doors had been unlocked for me, but that the entire earthly existence had been revealed to be a charade from which escaping proved no recompense.
At the same time, this is all bundled with a deep overpowering sense that I should NEVER do DMT again. I think an elf whispered that to me as I was receiving this revelation but this all happened so fast and was almost overwhelming that I can't be sure who said that. (Question to Nexican's: Who or what would say that to someone deep in a DMT trip and why?) All through this I am fighting to remain focused, to remain one psyche bridge across multiple dimensions, and not a splintered tangent of reflections and thoughts struggling to align itself in an amorphous sea of energy. In one sense, I felt like I was seeing secrets, things that someone didn't want me to see. Who was showing me then? I could not ponder this at that time because I was still going deeper.
Right in front of me (my eyes have been open the entire time), as though it were on the other side of hyperspace coming toward me from behind a dark smokey glass, I perceived an organic shape. Now I'm slightly startled, still fighting to remain focused throughout this solar storm of cosmic realizations, and yet new things keep coming at me. Something about this form, this entity in front of me, indicates that it isn't here to hurt me even though it's not 'beautiful' in the classic sense. It's more of a reaching, billowing, shifting organic form that seems to implore me, "What are you? Communicate with me" as though it really didn't know when in time or space I was specifically. It seemed to be trying to get me to speak out loud.
Throughout this ordeal, I'm fighting a mental battle not to let too many of my thoughts from my deep brain nto my region of immediate thought. That's the area that the elves can read, its the thought before you speak it or act upon it. But below that is a mechanism that scans your deep brain for thoughts to pull up and express. The entire time, I can sense the malevolence of the "elves" that I tangled with last time and it's clear to me that they can read my immediate thoughts like the color of my shirt. That is where our mental conversation is taking place. They are also watching my mental process carefully in the hope that I will err and reveal information about myself that they could use to harm me here on earth. Sorry but the best analogy that I can find is the end of that Ghostbuster's movie...
And that's why it's a great idea to have an intention when you are going in deep because suddenly some part of me remembered that somewhere I was a body sitting on earth with an intention to act upon. That intention was still there in my body and now my psyche somehow remembered to pull it out. This is when I began to think that some of the stuff the elves we're showing me was really designed to confuse and scare me. As I focus on the entity in front of me, the jealously, shock and outrage of the abusive elves behind me is visibly palpable. They can not fucking believe that I am doing this. They can't believe that I came here and went that deep, alone and unregulated, without a shaman.
It was weird, I could read their thoughts and they we're scanning their understanding of this planet and trying to figure out how I did this. It seemed like on certain planets, traveling to hyperspace is regulated or organized (kinda like the FAA). Regardless, some of them we're not happy about what I was doing. They we're downright livid.
So there I am in the furthest depths of hyperspace, past the point of ultimate revelation, facing this other entity who wants to know what I am. And then I completed the most difficult mental challenge of my life. I spoke out loud to this other being. It wanted to know what I was and so I worked to manifest that thought into reality. The mental process of language which seems so effortless in our daily lives was here, in this dimension, a deliberate, conscious act of gargantuan undertaking. I had to remain focused on where I was and what was going on, not giving into fear or astonishment, while simultaneously searching back into the neurons of my physical body in order to find the word that corresponded to the thought that I was trying to express. I knew what I had to do and I was working quickly because I knew the window was closing as well.
The first thing that I found in my memory was a picture of the outline of the human form, my psyche knew that this picture was an adequate mental representation of the intention that I was attempting to convey and so I went about searching another part of my brain for the neural connections that control the verbal expression of the picture that I had. A second later I had found the sound of the word in my head and now I was heading for the exit, literally forcing my mind to turn the gears of speech while i was feeding the memory the sound of the word "human" into my speech engine. It was incredibly difficult, every aspect of mental process that works together to create language was now completely separate.
At no point was I ever in command of the process of language in its full sense, I was only able to speak by individually manifesting each mental process, separately and in the correct order. I was divorced from my natural reflex of reflecting on my complete thoughts before they are processed. I knew the thought that I was trying to express but the process of speaking was something taking place in a separate place from where my psyche was. All I could do was move the gears one at a time to churn the word out of my mouth. It took some time and effort but I did it.
Looking straight into the entity coming toward me from beyond hyperspace, I said clearly, loudly and with intention, "Human". I don't think I've ever enunciated a word with more effect than that. I heard myself say the word and I wan't even sure that I had said the right thing. I couldn't be sure that the sound that I just made corresponded to the concept 'human' as it was known and understood on earth. It felt like I had never spoken before, as though I we're a child learning to use language and my first apparent success emboldened me.
Now with the window closing and the gears in my head turning faster I manage to get out the word "individual". It is easier this time but it still kinda feels like I'm moving the mouth on a ventriloquist dummy from afar. My buddy who had blasted me off was sitting in a chair at the other end of the room and I looked up at him. Seeing him reminds me slightly of what is going on and of my intention and so with my last bit of mental strength I looked and focused on the entity again and said loudly "Planet Earth needs your help". The evil elves cannot believe it. They are literally stunned. I can hear their minds screaming and scanning the universe for ways to hurt/stop me. The window is closing fast now and my mental processes are slowly returning to normal.
I can hear the music and it comforts me. I realize that I just did the most difficult thing that I will probably ever do in my life. My spirit feels like its just been injected with hulk serum. I can feel my fucking powers growing and transforming like a metamorphosis only observed in the lower life forms here on earth. My friend stated humming a little to himself after I said "Planet Earth Needs Your Help".
Seeing and hearing him do that also brought me back to full consciousness quicker. I'm definitely receding back into the 4th dimension quickly and I feel good now. I knew that I made it out of the woods in one piece but the DMT was still coursing through my brain and I knew that I had about 5 more minutes of cirque de sole. Holy shit, I can't believe I went all the way in there, past everything, and did that. I confess that I'm feeling pretty damn good right then. I'm still sitting in full lotus and I turn my head behind me for a moment and say to the nasty creatures behind me "Just in case you were wondering..." then I raised both my arms above my head and formed my hands into middle fingers salutes to the ones behind me, "Fuck you elves!".
I saluted them for a minute and then put my hands on my knees as the trip was fading. Then I took a deep breath and said to the elves, "Make your peace with me now while you have the chance". I leaned my head forward and expressed my intention of making peace and closed my eyes. But as soon as I closed them, elves came from behind to lear and cackle. I hadn't really expected them to accept the peace offer and they seemed to be laughing at it. So I opened my eyes and cursed at them again, more out of joy than frustration.
I still have no idea who the other entity was on the other side of hyperspace. It's been a month since this trip. Soul is still feeling supercharged. I don't think I'm smoking the stuff again until I go the jungle and consult a professional and in further good news the experience seems to have permanently altered the way LSD affects my body. I ate some a week after this trip and my third eye opened and then my three eyes formed a blue triangle which then became a portal to another dimension! Does anyone report different LSD experiences after going very deep on DMT?
That's what I can remember. I am humbly submitting this in the hope that all will benefit.
In preparation for this voyage, I created a sacred space. After getting fucked with by some nefarious demons, I was strapping on whatever spiritual armor was available to me. I burned sage and incense and meditated although it was hard to clear my mind for any great length as I was routinely roiled by the fear and anxiety of hyperspace. I prepared a space in the center of my living room and put a mat down to sit on. I changed into comfortable clothing and wore a headband. My mind was clear of any responsibilities, guilt, regret or doubt. My attitude and intention were positive. I had a good friend help me with this voyage and he asked me what I was going to do in hyperspace. He has broken through once and had an incredible healing experience with the divine source of energy. So I said, "I can't just go deep into other dimensions and play around. It's too dangerous. I have to go in with purpose and intention. My intention is to try and find help. If I see anything else, I'll try and tell it that planet earth needs help. If I see the elves I'll try to ignore them." My girlfriend has a lapis lazuli crystal that I placed on the mat in front of me.
I sat facing the sunlit windows of my living room in full lotus position (on a recent trip, my friend learned that this is the correct body position to travel in). I loaded a glass bowl with a good mixture of spice and kush (prob about 65 mg, sry guys I know its wasteful, no I didn't vape it all) and sat down on the mat in the center of my living room in full lotus position facing the open windows. Sun was pouring in. This was about 4 weeks ago on a sunday afternoon and the air and weather were calm. I have been researching the shamanic techniques that can help one remain fixed and focused on your intention. The shaman's recite icaro's and bang rhythmically on percussive objects. The only analog that I had was my stereo system and the music that I make so I played my song "8 million more" while I went in deep. My friend held the bowl and helped me take all 3 hits.
As soon as I exhale the 3rdhit, I am right in the middle of hyperspace and I am still going in deep and fast. The whole crysthanthemum sequence must have occurred while I was inhaling the 3rd hit because I don't even notice. I exhale and I'm there. The colors are changing and weirdos are popping in and out. Several of the aliens/elves/beings who attempted to abuse me during my last visit are there and I recognize them and they recognize me. It almost felt like they we're waiting. The hide behind me instantly and keep kinda quiet but I sense their malevolence. They start throwing things at me (not physical objects but mental traps/paths to fear/visions of parallel worlds, universes), trying to separate my psyche from my body.
I'm also going deeper and deeper faster and faster. It really does feel like I'm travelling through space incredibly fast. Images and worlds are rushing past me. At one point, I felt like I looked out through the eyes of hundreds if not thousands of different creatures on different worlds. I am tumbling deeper and deeper through hyperspace I am aware that I am fighting a difficult battle to remain centered, lucid and calm in the face of such fantastic sights. I feel like I am holding on to an enormous length of heavy mental cable that is connecting my psyche, which is deep in hyperspace, to my earthly existence meanwhile I am being subjected to visions that startle, astonish and seem intent on confusing me. They all happen so quickly that it's almost impossible to focus on one, which I'm not really trying to do anyway, I'm trying to remain focused. So I focus on my intent, not on the pictures flashing before me and I'm still going deeper.
This rocketing forward/deeper phase of the trip culminates with what felt me breaking through to (what felt like) the furthest reaches of hypespace, it almost seemed like there was some kind of clearing. And there I sat surrounded by aliens/entities (not all of whom seemed bad at all, nor necessarily elves, they certainly weren't the clockwork variety) and it seemed like they we're saying "ok, you sure you wanna see it?" (feminine voice) and then they showed it to me. They removed a veil from my eyes and showed me something that affected me in the most profound way. I could feel my deepest instincts being triggered, instincts that are beyond the tampering reach of the ego, primordial instincts.
I saw that in some sense our planet is nothing more than a factory farm for souls. All of our humans concern are but an anthill to these creatures. I saw in all the graphic details what these horrible insect aliens were doing to us. I could see them operating on us and harvesting us with all the care that we show to the lower life forms on this planet. And it wasn't simply an image that I saw, it was less an image and more of a complete mental realization. It triggered in me and I was overwhelmed by the immediate sense of having reached the ultimate and highest point in human existence/understanding. The overwhelming nature of this sensation can not be overstated. It felt like I had just completed a video game or puzzle that had been an obstacle to my true happiness. All mystery was removed and uncontrollably, the sense of total completion was immediately accompanied by a deep sadness, a literal emptiness.
In the face of this ultimate realization it also became clear that everything people do on this planet is a scrap of sawdust compared to the scale and importance of the beings harvesting us. All the importance and significance of action were revealed to be meaningless from this perspective and this deep primordial reaction was one of sadness. I didn't feel depressed or frustrated, just sad, like a kid who really had mentally invested in the notion of santa claus only to find the truth. It was as though my psyche was instinctively reacting to the realization that all of the expectations, hopes and dreams arising from my earthly existence are reduced to a meaningless puddle in light of this ultimate realization. I felt like I could do absolutely anything I wanted in life, that all doors had been unlocked for me, but that the entire earthly existence had been revealed to be a charade from which escaping proved no recompense.
At the same time, this is all bundled with a deep overpowering sense that I should NEVER do DMT again. I think an elf whispered that to me as I was receiving this revelation but this all happened so fast and was almost overwhelming that I can't be sure who said that. (Question to Nexican's: Who or what would say that to someone deep in a DMT trip and why?) All through this I am fighting to remain focused, to remain one psyche bridge across multiple dimensions, and not a splintered tangent of reflections and thoughts struggling to align itself in an amorphous sea of energy. In one sense, I felt like I was seeing secrets, things that someone didn't want me to see. Who was showing me then? I could not ponder this at that time because I was still going deeper.
Right in front of me (my eyes have been open the entire time), as though it were on the other side of hyperspace coming toward me from behind a dark smokey glass, I perceived an organic shape. Now I'm slightly startled, still fighting to remain focused throughout this solar storm of cosmic realizations, and yet new things keep coming at me. Something about this form, this entity in front of me, indicates that it isn't here to hurt me even though it's not 'beautiful' in the classic sense. It's more of a reaching, billowing, shifting organic form that seems to implore me, "What are you? Communicate with me" as though it really didn't know when in time or space I was specifically. It seemed to be trying to get me to speak out loud.
Throughout this ordeal, I'm fighting a mental battle not to let too many of my thoughts from my deep brain nto my region of immediate thought. That's the area that the elves can read, its the thought before you speak it or act upon it. But below that is a mechanism that scans your deep brain for thoughts to pull up and express. The entire time, I can sense the malevolence of the "elves" that I tangled with last time and it's clear to me that they can read my immediate thoughts like the color of my shirt. That is where our mental conversation is taking place. They are also watching my mental process carefully in the hope that I will err and reveal information about myself that they could use to harm me here on earth. Sorry but the best analogy that I can find is the end of that Ghostbuster's movie...
And that's why it's a great idea to have an intention when you are going in deep because suddenly some part of me remembered that somewhere I was a body sitting on earth with an intention to act upon. That intention was still there in my body and now my psyche somehow remembered to pull it out. This is when I began to think that some of the stuff the elves we're showing me was really designed to confuse and scare me. As I focus on the entity in front of me, the jealously, shock and outrage of the abusive elves behind me is visibly palpable. They can not fucking believe that I am doing this. They can't believe that I came here and went that deep, alone and unregulated, without a shaman.
It was weird, I could read their thoughts and they we're scanning their understanding of this planet and trying to figure out how I did this. It seemed like on certain planets, traveling to hyperspace is regulated or organized (kinda like the FAA). Regardless, some of them we're not happy about what I was doing. They we're downright livid.
So there I am in the furthest depths of hyperspace, past the point of ultimate revelation, facing this other entity who wants to know what I am. And then I completed the most difficult mental challenge of my life. I spoke out loud to this other being. It wanted to know what I was and so I worked to manifest that thought into reality. The mental process of language which seems so effortless in our daily lives was here, in this dimension, a deliberate, conscious act of gargantuan undertaking. I had to remain focused on where I was and what was going on, not giving into fear or astonishment, while simultaneously searching back into the neurons of my physical body in order to find the word that corresponded to the thought that I was trying to express. I knew what I had to do and I was working quickly because I knew the window was closing as well.
The first thing that I found in my memory was a picture of the outline of the human form, my psyche knew that this picture was an adequate mental representation of the intention that I was attempting to convey and so I went about searching another part of my brain for the neural connections that control the verbal expression of the picture that I had. A second later I had found the sound of the word in my head and now I was heading for the exit, literally forcing my mind to turn the gears of speech while i was feeding the memory the sound of the word "human" into my speech engine. It was incredibly difficult, every aspect of mental process that works together to create language was now completely separate.
At no point was I ever in command of the process of language in its full sense, I was only able to speak by individually manifesting each mental process, separately and in the correct order. I was divorced from my natural reflex of reflecting on my complete thoughts before they are processed. I knew the thought that I was trying to express but the process of speaking was something taking place in a separate place from where my psyche was. All I could do was move the gears one at a time to churn the word out of my mouth. It took some time and effort but I did it.
Looking straight into the entity coming toward me from beyond hyperspace, I said clearly, loudly and with intention, "Human". I don't think I've ever enunciated a word with more effect than that. I heard myself say the word and I wan't even sure that I had said the right thing. I couldn't be sure that the sound that I just made corresponded to the concept 'human' as it was known and understood on earth. It felt like I had never spoken before, as though I we're a child learning to use language and my first apparent success emboldened me.
Now with the window closing and the gears in my head turning faster I manage to get out the word "individual". It is easier this time but it still kinda feels like I'm moving the mouth on a ventriloquist dummy from afar. My buddy who had blasted me off was sitting in a chair at the other end of the room and I looked up at him. Seeing him reminds me slightly of what is going on and of my intention and so with my last bit of mental strength I looked and focused on the entity again and said loudly "Planet Earth needs your help". The evil elves cannot believe it. They are literally stunned. I can hear their minds screaming and scanning the universe for ways to hurt/stop me. The window is closing fast now and my mental processes are slowly returning to normal.
I can hear the music and it comforts me. I realize that I just did the most difficult thing that I will probably ever do in my life. My spirit feels like its just been injected with hulk serum. I can feel my fucking powers growing and transforming like a metamorphosis only observed in the lower life forms here on earth. My friend stated humming a little to himself after I said "Planet Earth Needs Your Help".
Seeing and hearing him do that also brought me back to full consciousness quicker. I'm definitely receding back into the 4th dimension quickly and I feel good now. I knew that I made it out of the woods in one piece but the DMT was still coursing through my brain and I knew that I had about 5 more minutes of cirque de sole. Holy shit, I can't believe I went all the way in there, past everything, and did that. I confess that I'm feeling pretty damn good right then. I'm still sitting in full lotus and I turn my head behind me for a moment and say to the nasty creatures behind me "Just in case you were wondering..." then I raised both my arms above my head and formed my hands into middle fingers salutes to the ones behind me, "Fuck you elves!".
I saluted them for a minute and then put my hands on my knees as the trip was fading. Then I took a deep breath and said to the elves, "Make your peace with me now while you have the chance". I leaned my head forward and expressed my intention of making peace and closed my eyes. But as soon as I closed them, elves came from behind to lear and cackle. I hadn't really expected them to accept the peace offer and they seemed to be laughing at it. So I opened my eyes and cursed at them again, more out of joy than frustration.
I still have no idea who the other entity was on the other side of hyperspace. It's been a month since this trip. Soul is still feeling supercharged. I don't think I'm smoking the stuff again until I go the jungle and consult a professional and in further good news the experience seems to have permanently altered the way LSD affects my body. I ate some a week after this trip and my third eye opened and then my three eyes formed a blue triangle which then became a portal to another dimension! Does anyone report different LSD experiences after going very deep on DMT?
That's what I can remember. I am humbly submitting this in the hope that all will benefit.
