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First of all I have my "Proteus" mind machine. It has altered my consciousness in the way that I perceive visual forms, particularly in the way of flicker phosphenes. Over the course of studying the patterns that would arise from the mind machine over the accumulated hours, the patterns quickly became ingrained in my sense of perception. Whether they've always been there or not, I cannot say which saddens me a little. I would like to know if I've merely learned to recognize what's been there all along, or if the mind machine has rewired my neural circuits to the extent that new patterns that were never there have now made a permanent mark. In any event, the other day after studying some sacred geometry, I noticed that one of the highest recurring patterns (this is without the use of psychedelics, though strengthened by sleep and cannabis) is the "flower of life". I found this rather intriguing as I now treat it as an internal mandala on which to meditate.


For christmas this year, I got a set of 9 ancient solfeggio tuning forks (the original 6 plus 2 lower octave frequencies and 1 upper octave frequency. The tuning forks are relatively soft in volume, so I hold them in front of the microphone that's connected to an amplifier so they easily resound throughout the room. Now, I know the frequencies are on You Tube or all over the web, but there are two things I've taken into consideration. The first of which is that the sounds are digitized and not analogue, so as a result they are inherently non-continuous. Secondly, even in the case of using the headphones for binaural beats, the frequencies go straight in the ears, and perhaps resonate slightly in the head cavity, but no further. In the case of the tuning forks, the entire body can be immersed in the continuous analogue frequencies that can resonate all along the body.


I know this thread isn't about DMT, but I figured this little ritual with the tuning forks I came up with may be relevant to this thread. Bearing Kat Harrison's words in mind about the importance of ritual, I've always realized that I have minimal ritual. Sometimes I'll sit and focus on my breathing before going into a DMT experience, but it just seemed like there could be more symbolic things to do, but I hadn't come up with anything of importance to me until recently, so I just left the idea alone. About 2 weeks ago, before going into the DMT experience (which was really DMT followed by harmine followed by DMT), I decided to sequentially ring out the tuning forks (through the microphone) in ascending order. I had an ecstatic godhead encounter (of which I had only had one prior last year), and when the session was over, I decided to run back through the tuning forks in a similar fashion, but this time in descending order to conclude the ceremony (which now felt like a ceremony with this little ritual). Then two days ago, I decided to journey again (this time without harmine), and I consciously decided to make the tuning fork ascension ritualistic. So I once again go through the tuning forks in ascending order, this time waving each tuning fork 9 times in front of the mic so that there would be 9 swells, and then move on to the next frequency. This added some mathematical symbolism to the ritual for me because there are 9 tuning forks, each being waved 9 times, and after some research on the number 9, it has become quite significant to me. The experience that followed was a consecutive godhead experience, and the only one I've experienced thus far without the aid of MAO inhibition. I once again concluded the experience by ringing through the descending order of tuning forks, waving each 9 times. Now granted, the forks may have had little to nothing to do with the godhead encounters, but thus far, the fact that they have been some of my most effective journeys yet, I'm not about to stop :lol:


Ever since somewhat early on in my DMT experiences that I began to see Egyptian imagery in my experiences, I began to become fascinated with Egypt. In a combination of witnessing the very real-seeming energies that I interact with in hyperspace coupled with the idea that the shape of the pyramid has an esoteric tendency to control the flow of energy, I decided to get myself some kind of pyramid structure to keep in my room. I gathered the proportions of the Great Pyramid in Giza, and then went on ebay, doing the mathematical calculations based on the dimensions (usually in inches or mm) of the for sale item to see how well it matched up to the Great Pyramid. There were very few I could find that even came close to matching the dimensions, but one of them was a small citrine (quartz) pyramidion that my math showed was as close to the Great Pyramid as it looked like I was gonna get.


Upon some research I discovered that citrine is a kind of quartz that absorbs and stores light (sunlight in particular). So I keep it in my window most of the day to soak up the sun's rays. When I use the tuning forks, I move the pyramid near the amplifier so it can store the solfeggio frequencies. I believe it's in Dr. Boulter's "Pyramid Code" where she talks about specific "holy" frequencies, each of which resonates with a specific pyramid in Egypt (as they are made of different stones, they resonate with different frequencies), so the practice took on another layer of meaning. I'm also relatively confident that the frequencies to which she is referring are in fact the solfeggio frequencies which makes sense to me because she described the frequencies as healing. When I journey, I keep the pyramid at eye level in front of me. My Egyptian visions used to be far and few between, but they've been becoming more and more frequent, and I can't help but think my citrine pyramid might have something to do with it. 3 out of the last 3 of my experiences have not only been Egyptian-themed, but significantly and radically so. The Egyptians also considered the number 9 to be sacred, and so between the 9 tuning forks and the quartz pyramid, I tentatively ponder if I may have found my keys to the transcendent.


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