So this is a phenomenon that I frequently (almost always) experience with both psylocibin and DMT, so I imagine many here have as well. This idea that objects/scenarios/messages in the DMT space can be more than one thing at once. For example: a multifaceted, jeweled object is at once a visual manifestation of forgiveness AND opportunity AND a space-travelling vehicle. Another example from my first ayahuasca session: while purging an intergalactic panther (who was receiving my purge, placed a paw on my shoulder and said :"This is good for you, let it out, good job" but his voice was that of my father's and I simultaneously reexperienced a memory of my dad rubbing my shoulder when I was a child and vomitting into a toilet. The message imparted to me, roughly was this: "Here Now and Back then are the same, see?"
I was struck by this idea that the content of an experience, be it a memory, or a vision, or a story, or a "Thing", is really just an illusory decor painted upon what is actually a kind of energy wave, or thread---and that these threads are everywhere and often expressed through an infinite array of "costumes". And in the tryptamine trance, we experience the "pun aspect" of them (something is simultaenously A, and B, and C....
Mckenna talked about this. Here's an excerpt: On DMT, these entities – these machine-like, diminutive, shape-shifting, faceted machine elf type creatures that come bounding out of the state – they come bounding out of my stereo speakers, if I have my eyes open – they are like, you know, they are elfin embodiments of syntactical intent. Somehow syntax, which is normally the invisible architecture behind language, has moved into the foreground. And you can see it! I mean, it’s doing callisthenics and acrobatics in front of you! It’s crawling all over you! And what’s happened is that your categories have been scrambled, or something; and this thing which is normally supposed to be invisible and in the background and an abstraction has come forward and is doing handsprings right in front of you. And the thing makes linguistic objects; it sheds syntactical objectification. So that it comes towards you – they come toward you – they divide, they merge, they’re bounding, they’re screaming, they’re squeaking – and they hold out objects, which they sing into existence, or which they pull out of some other place. And these things are, you know, like jewels and lights, but also like consommé and old farts and yesterday and high speed; in other words, they are made of juxtapositions of qualities that are impossible in three-dimensional space.
What they’re like is – and in fact, this is probably what they are – what they’re like is, they’re like three- and four- and five-dimensional puns. And you know how the pleasure of a pun lies in the fact that it is… it’s not that the meaning flickers from A to B; it’s that it’s simultaneously A and B, and when the pun is really funny it’s an A,B,C,D pun; and it’s simultaneously all these things… well, that quality, which in our experience can only occur to an acoustical output or a glyph which stands for an acoustical output – in other words, a printed pun – in the DMT world, objects can do this. Objects can simultaneously manifest more than one nature at once. And, something like a pun, the result is always funny. It’s amusing! You cannot help but be delighted by this thing doing this thing.
Just curious to hear others experiences/thoughts on this....
Thanks.
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