Hey all, I didn’t really want to derail the conversation from the main topic, but I guess the discussion about the nature of DMT trips in general, and hellish experiences in particular, is a worthy spin-off and adds something to the main theme.
@Grizzly Adams
I have indeed experienced only smoked DMT trips and no DMT + MAOI brew. So it is plausible that I simply don’t get it. However, I have much experience with smoked DMT and I actually believe that I do “get it”.
I don’t know if it makes any sense to you, but I met Her. I asked to be taken as deep as the breakthrough can get you, and I got what I asked for. Then, I have accepted the generous offer of working with Her. Oh yes, even as I write this, I feel Her, I experience the hyperspace melting into me. My heartbeat going up, profound sweating, startling. I am in Her, and She is in me.
Do you call Her Aya? Well, She says she doesn’t care how I call her anyway. I can call Her whatever I like. The names don’t make any sense when I and that other dimension melt into one.
I think it took me a whole year, maybe a bit more, to get used to this uncommon feeling of never being alone. To fully accept that I am now I guy with this Aya spirit always nearby, always only a moment from me. It was overwhelming at first, to always be able hear and talk to her gentle voice, and to see her in full picture while on psychedelics or in my dreams, but I got used to it. And, most importantly, I always felt blessed by having her in me, in my mind – I finally got myself a spirit guide, a companion, an ally, a reason to live in my otherwise meaningless existence.
Now I don’t see this as a blessing anymore. But enough about me. I just want to bring a point across – even now, I have a full, strong and persistent connection to Aya or whatever you like to call Her. If this is not what Ayahuasca is all about, then please forgive me my ignorance.
@amandanita
I get your idea about a reality buble I live in. How I filter out some information and therefore experience a specific version of reality. And I have to agree with you – I definitely live in a bubble. Not that I can see it – I have an illusion that I experience the reality in its fullest form. But through logic reasoning I must conclude that I must be living in a bubble.
But doesn’t the same principle applies to you too? Or to the whole humanity in general? You might be thinking that you experience The Reality with capital R, while all others don’t? Actually, I think that we don’t experience the world is it really is, but as we believe it to be.
A surgical operation can be as painful and unpleasant as a torture, but you perceive the former as positive because you believe it will heal you. I think the same logic applies to hyperspace and particularly the “difficult” experiences. The demonic spirits torture you, humiliate you, kill you! And afterwards they make you believe they are some kind of surgeons who help you.
Needless to say, I do not believe that there is any real healing provided in hyperspace either. Basically, they cut old wounds open and put some salt on it. Letting you re-experience unpleasant memories, disturbing your peace, instilling fear, making sure that the traumas will live on. And then Aya provides a temporary relief from all that pain.
Concluding, hyperspace is a typical “good cop – bad cop” game. Aya and her little elves are the “good cop” - warm, loving, gentle, joyful. And demons (hyperspace surgeons) are the “bad cop” - intimidating, harsh, torturing, raging. And like in our world, “good cop” and “bad cop” work in synchrony with each either and for the same cause.
@Jees
You know, if you get trashed by some thugs, your bones will get micro-fractures. Upon recovery, your bones will become stronger than before you got trashed. If you get trashed frequently, you will get very strong bones like a professional kickboxer. The question is: did the thugs really wanted you to get stronger bones, or was it just a side-effect of their actions? I believe the latter.
The hell part of hyperspace works much in the same way: you get tortured, your ego gets fractured, you experience death. But then you come back, recover (=”intergrate”) and feel stronger than before. And then you will be like: “What a great experience! Sure it was difficult, but I became stronger and a better person afterwards!” All true and well, only these positive effects are mere side-effects and are surely not why you got tortured in the first place.
Don't get me wrong, personally, I have learned a lot from my DMT and other psychedelic journeys. They stimulated me to do something with my life, to start going to university again, to better my life, to seek for God. In retrospect, I must admit that I needed to experience hell to start enjoying life. But I refuse to give credit for this to the devil, Aya, demons and elves, because it was not what they intended.
With kind regards.