Its still so nice to find other people that understand how futile it is to put hyperspace into words, and yet try. I can identify with a little bit of everyones reports.
As for my tryp, I will start by saying that when I came to in hyperspace, after 4 monsterous hits of N,N from a special pipe, the FIRST thing that I noticed was
A) there was no "free space". EVERYTHING in the Dome/room was covered with small crystalline trapazoids and octogons and ovals, multicolored and constantly shifting. Perspective and proportions are skewered there, but it wasnt a HUGE room.
and B) I consciously "said" to myself "Wow, there really are Egyptian gods/beings and they are right in front of me."
stylistically, the Dome room had crisp, fluid crystal shards that contained some sort of information in the form of colors and symbols.
that picture of the Virgin Mary looked VERY similer to the Egyptian Preying Mantis Doctors, if she was wearing some sort of red cloak.
the scary thing is, I was browsing through a book recently and I came upon a poem written by Timothy Leary about his DMT trip, and he describes
Venusian Crickets with Red Robes and some other stuff that really rang a bell.
and I still dont get how some of you guys can break through multiple times a month.... that experiance changed me so much and scared the shit out of me so much that I dont know if I can go back for a while.
cheers, Jacob