Just came back from a voyage of intensity. First let me say it really pays to use the round ball glass pipe where the flame cannot touch the spice.. i mean REALLY pays, its made a huge difference for me in reaching... oh jeez... i don't reach anything, they reach ME.
So, what keeps happening to me i remember now is the absolute 100% confirmation of the existence of aliens and alternate dimensions, and a state where i feel as my body is 'dying' or more like my spirit is 'going back home' and being lifted or taken away to the other side. It feels to me as if I'm stuck between two worlds and i get the strong feeling that in some way we/i were never meant to see this other side, that I've cheated death or life and am literally living on a different plain of understanding as my family. Almost as if I've already in a way 'left them behind'. I often feel like crying at this point because physically i'm stressed to the limit, breathing really deeply trying to take in air because it feels as if i'm choking, my lungs feels like they are working at 5% capacity, i'm essentially overwhelmed by the things flying into my face and dancing around, information being send to me is being absorbed, and finally when it subsides i usually find myself breathing heavy, sweating, exhausted, flat on the bed... literally as if i've been used an abused and then "dropped" from an alien craft.
What stuck with me this time is how absolutely 100% no questions asked positive I am about the aliens when I am in hyperspace, and then as i come down - just minutes later - i feel as if my mind is involuntarily trying to push out this reality from my mind - not denying it's truth perse, just trying to 'forget it'... it's an odd sensation i have never felt before, like my brain was working against me...as if my brain has a fail-safe short-circuit that is 'trying' to forget or block something so incompatible with explanation.
Every time i breakthrough i am completely astounded that i could have forgotten the sheer genius of the experience, that sits as very peculiar and potentially even more proof something really fishy is going on. How can i forget that every time!?!!? I really feel we've found the porthole here, but my ego has a hard time dealing with it even now as i write it, it feels impossible.
In fact, that is what DMT breakthrough experiences strike me as: The impossible happening.
So, what keeps happening to me i remember now is the absolute 100% confirmation of the existence of aliens and alternate dimensions, and a state where i feel as my body is 'dying' or more like my spirit is 'going back home' and being lifted or taken away to the other side. It feels to me as if I'm stuck between two worlds and i get the strong feeling that in some way we/i were never meant to see this other side, that I've cheated death or life and am literally living on a different plain of understanding as my family. Almost as if I've already in a way 'left them behind'. I often feel like crying at this point because physically i'm stressed to the limit, breathing really deeply trying to take in air because it feels as if i'm choking, my lungs feels like they are working at 5% capacity, i'm essentially overwhelmed by the things flying into my face and dancing around, information being send to me is being absorbed, and finally when it subsides i usually find myself breathing heavy, sweating, exhausted, flat on the bed... literally as if i've been used an abused and then "dropped" from an alien craft.
What stuck with me this time is how absolutely 100% no questions asked positive I am about the aliens when I am in hyperspace, and then as i come down - just minutes later - i feel as if my mind is involuntarily trying to push out this reality from my mind - not denying it's truth perse, just trying to 'forget it'... it's an odd sensation i have never felt before, like my brain was working against me...as if my brain has a fail-safe short-circuit that is 'trying' to forget or block something so incompatible with explanation.
Every time i breakthrough i am completely astounded that i could have forgotten the sheer genius of the experience, that sits as very peculiar and potentially even more proof something really fishy is going on. How can i forget that every time!?!!? I really feel we've found the porthole here, but my ego has a hard time dealing with it even now as i write it, it feels impossible.
In fact, that is what DMT breakthrough experiences strike me as: The impossible happening.
