I have undertaken DMT use as an exploratory tool and consciousness-raising tool, but also for therapeutic reasons for some health concerns.
I have had what I would call "conversations" or "exchanges" with entities where I ask for their assistance and guidance in my road to healing. The exact nature of the help I may or may not receive isn't totally clear, but I know that my wish to receive assistance has been acknowledged. In this way, I regard DMT trips as something akin to doctor's visits or something analagous to physical therapy sessions.
Also: does anyone else get the feeling there are a variety of ne'er-do-well entities floating around in hyperspace and that they can sometimes prey upon disoriented consciousnesses that stray into their home grounds? Like you're the kid who wanders into the wrong neighborhood after dark?
The easiest way to deal with these types has been to sneer at them--I think of the Alien (from the "Alien" movies) extending its teeth and mandible with an eyeless facade (my eyes are usually closed when this is happening). They're weak, can't do anything without your permission or tacit approval. They recede when I bare my teeth and express myself to them through thoughts (I don't talk to them).
Does anyone else feel like they've been paired with a team of entities, or that they're being observed (in a positive sense) by these entities?
Just questions that have arisen from my own experiences.

I have had what I would call "conversations" or "exchanges" with entities where I ask for their assistance and guidance in my road to healing. The exact nature of the help I may or may not receive isn't totally clear, but I know that my wish to receive assistance has been acknowledged. In this way, I regard DMT trips as something akin to doctor's visits or something analagous to physical therapy sessions.
Also: does anyone else get the feeling there are a variety of ne'er-do-well entities floating around in hyperspace and that they can sometimes prey upon disoriented consciousnesses that stray into their home grounds? Like you're the kid who wanders into the wrong neighborhood after dark?
The easiest way to deal with these types has been to sneer at them--I think of the Alien (from the "Alien" movies) extending its teeth and mandible with an eyeless facade (my eyes are usually closed when this is happening). They're weak, can't do anything without your permission or tacit approval. They recede when I bare my teeth and express myself to them through thoughts (I don't talk to them).
Does anyone else feel like they've been paired with a team of entities, or that they're being observed (in a positive sense) by these entities?
Just questions that have arisen from my own experiences.


