Even without the help of psychedelics I've little if any idea what's going on. I do find watching ants to be very calming for some reason, however.
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Why DMT Scares Me
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I have been fairly convinced at times that insectoids really do exist. At least it is one phenomenon that is seems to reliably manifest given enough ppl take DMT or psilocybin. I just don’t know what to do with that. I don’t really get jesters, or brings that try to lock me out etc…but insectoids yeah I get those trips.
@Jamie01 why you gotta bring my great great Ukrainian grandmother into this conversation?! She was part Romani, which means I have Indian ancestry (y’all better recognize). She also taught herbalism to one of her son’s who went on to become a well known, Soviet Russian herbalist, and was harassed by the KGB (real talk). I actually do wish that I could communicate with her, somehow, but the primary effect I experience with psychedelics is ego dissolution… contacting my ancestors has never been my experience, though I presume it can happen, in some sense, particularly in traditional contexts.
I haven’t experienced any other sort of ancestor contact either. Just this one lady and she lives in a tree house in a forest that exists somewhere in hyperspace. A lovely Asian man taught me how to find her once in an ayahuasca vision. He said “ follow me” or something and ran off through the woods singing icaro type songs and the music would open portals we ran through. He even ran right up a tree and I followed through a portal in the tree tops. So this is how I found this lady that lives in a tree that eats sins. The name she told me does actually translate to my great great Ukrainian grandmothers name…I mean loosely.
None of these things happen in a sequence that makes sense though. I’m sort of all over the place in my head when I’m tripping in a visionary space like that. It’s all jumbled like a dream. It’s too easy when writing trip reports to want to organize it into a narrative that makes sense. It’s one reason why I hate writing reports and never do anymore. It always feels like I’m watching gold turn to coal dust putting it in words.
None of these things happen in a sequence that makes sense though. I’m sort of all over the place in my head when I’m tripping in a visionary space like that. It’s all jumbled like a dream. It’s too easy when writing trip reports to want to organize it into a narrative that makes sense. It’s one reason why I hate writing reports and never do anymore. It always feels like I’m watching gold turn to coal dust putting it in words.
Wow that sounds incredible. Anytime the intensity has ramped up for me on psychedelics, I have typically felt like I was going insane, and couldn’t relax into it. I feel like I haven’t tripped enough, though I’ve actually tripped a lot, over the years, just mostly at low to moderate doses.
It’s also wild that we both have great great Ukrainian grandmothers (I thought you were making a reference to my facetious post in a different thread). It truly is a small world…
It’s not necessarily about intensity. It’s about laying down in the dark getting very comfortable with the right music and maybe also getting real stoned while peaking. You have to find the state where you are dream tripping, and then let your mind run wild. I think I also have hyperphantasia and can/do hallucinate easily even without psychs anyway.
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