HermeticShaman
Rising Star
10 minutes out of another sub-breakthrough dose-
I think I have arrived at the idea that to tap into DMT hyperspace is to, in some way, cause a ripple effect in consciousness around you. I have noticed that strange things, even on a minute scale, happen when on DMT that cannot certainly be attributed to the effects of the substance.
There are times though that while I am traversing the hyperspace, I'm not always entirely certain as to whether or not what I may be hearing or seeing is even happening. But more interestingly, when I am in that space, I tend to settle with the idea that it is arbitrary to determine whether or not what I am perceiving is the "reality" of things, or simply a perception I am having because of an "altered state". But then I ask myself, "What is the nature of reality" Reality is only what we perceive it to be. It is not identifiable, quantifiable, or even certain. It is a matrix of data, code, or programming, if you will, that your mind is designed to interpret and then "feed" to you what it is you are seeing, hearing, feeling, and in general experiencing.
It cannot be more than that.
One thing I notice is that when I really enter the space, it seems to cause some sort of a disturbance around me. An otherwise very mellow and tame dog that never makes noise or moves about is suddenly scratching at the floor near my door, prancing and knocking around, whining, and in general causing quite a stir. Perhaps I'll look out the window and as I am watching the leaves and the scenery melt into itself forming into faces, figures, and forms, I'll notice the biggest chipmunk I ever saw in my life climbing a branch 4 feet away from my window.
Am I hallucinating? Yes, well, is this a hallucination? What is a hallucination? A distortion of what's really there? What's really there? What your perception tells you is there. So then what is the difference? Who knows? Who CARES? These thoughts will simply race through my mind at that threshold that dangles along the edge of a breakthrough.
It is odd, it seems that every time I reach that threshold, where just a couple inches further into hyperspace I'd be full flight from "reality", there always seems to be some sort of commotion that occurs around me. Sometimes, a bunch of birds will start chirping chaotically. Other times, I'll hear a cat emit sounds I've really never heard before. Sometimes, I'll hear my room mate having a conversation when I wasn't aware that someone else was there.
The biggest part is -- I'm never certain as to whether or not those little indicators are even "real". And then I run them back through that same sequence of thought, time and time again: What is reality? etc. etc.
When I finally fully integrate into myself again and my "wits" are about me, I have to continue on and never be entirely certain about what it is I just experienced. There are things I've encountered in that space I will never have a full answer to. That is what is both so mystifying and almost frustrating about it.
Being human, I want, my best, to be able to cling onto something objective and tangible entering into the space, but entering into the space, all objectivity and tangibility seem to fly out the window, as it were. Or DOES it?
Anyone know what I'm talking about?
-Chris
I think I have arrived at the idea that to tap into DMT hyperspace is to, in some way, cause a ripple effect in consciousness around you. I have noticed that strange things, even on a minute scale, happen when on DMT that cannot certainly be attributed to the effects of the substance.
There are times though that while I am traversing the hyperspace, I'm not always entirely certain as to whether or not what I may be hearing or seeing is even happening. But more interestingly, when I am in that space, I tend to settle with the idea that it is arbitrary to determine whether or not what I am perceiving is the "reality" of things, or simply a perception I am having because of an "altered state". But then I ask myself, "What is the nature of reality" Reality is only what we perceive it to be. It is not identifiable, quantifiable, or even certain. It is a matrix of data, code, or programming, if you will, that your mind is designed to interpret and then "feed" to you what it is you are seeing, hearing, feeling, and in general experiencing.
It cannot be more than that.
One thing I notice is that when I really enter the space, it seems to cause some sort of a disturbance around me. An otherwise very mellow and tame dog that never makes noise or moves about is suddenly scratching at the floor near my door, prancing and knocking around, whining, and in general causing quite a stir. Perhaps I'll look out the window and as I am watching the leaves and the scenery melt into itself forming into faces, figures, and forms, I'll notice the biggest chipmunk I ever saw in my life climbing a branch 4 feet away from my window.
Am I hallucinating? Yes, well, is this a hallucination? What is a hallucination? A distortion of what's really there? What's really there? What your perception tells you is there. So then what is the difference? Who knows? Who CARES? These thoughts will simply race through my mind at that threshold that dangles along the edge of a breakthrough.
It is odd, it seems that every time I reach that threshold, where just a couple inches further into hyperspace I'd be full flight from "reality", there always seems to be some sort of commotion that occurs around me. Sometimes, a bunch of birds will start chirping chaotically. Other times, I'll hear a cat emit sounds I've really never heard before. Sometimes, I'll hear my room mate having a conversation when I wasn't aware that someone else was there.
The biggest part is -- I'm never certain as to whether or not those little indicators are even "real". And then I run them back through that same sequence of thought, time and time again: What is reality? etc. etc.
When I finally fully integrate into myself again and my "wits" are about me, I have to continue on and never be entirely certain about what it is I just experienced. There are things I've encountered in that space I will never have a full answer to. That is what is both so mystifying and almost frustrating about it.
Being human, I want, my best, to be able to cling onto something objective and tangible entering into the space, but entering into the space, all objectivity and tangibility seem to fly out the window, as it were. Or DOES it?
Anyone know what I'm talking about?
-Chris
