Where to begin? I would have liked to have smoked DMT yesterday on Christmas, but familial obligations prevented me from doing so. In any manner, today (Mondays) are usually my smoking day anyway. Yesterday for Christmas, I got a set of 9 solfeggio tuning forks (the standard six plus two lower octaves and an upper octave). I've been playing around with them today, and before I went into the experience today, I chimed them each one by one in order as I let the microphone attached to an amplifier pick up the frequencies so they rang throughout the room. It was somewhat comforting, but things were about to become a bit trying.

I was debating between doing an extraction and having a smoke session, as I had been planning to use today as an extraction day, but I settled with intuition which was telling me I should be journeying. Going into it, I was already pretty tired and fatigued, not even feeling in the best shape, but a voice in the back of my head kept on reassuring me to go ahead and do it anyway, even though my set wasn't optimal. I split a very small dose of DMT with my brother to open up the psychic space, then administered him some harmine followed by DMT, and then continued to repeat for myself. Especially after taking the harmine, things were becoming gradually more difficult in terms of motor coordination and stamina in order to load up and hit the DMT. I took two hits of each. I didn't weigh out the doses, but I estimated them as being exceptionally low. Maybe around 10mg each!

After my first hit, the atmosphere already looked to be shaping up for a special breakthrough. Bearing some of Terrence McKenna's words in mind that I'm paraphrasing when I recalled him talking about that being the time to take another hit, and that's what separates the serious and dedicated from its antithesis, I took a second very full milky hit. Things proceeded to go a little haywire as an astronomical amount of events proceeded to take place. It was very Egyptian themed, and the intensity was cranked up to 11.

In a rather bizarre twist, around 5 minutes into the madness when I expected things to start dying down a bit, they proceeded to do the exact opposite. Out of no where time began to slow down, but make no mistake: the intensity was only building. The Egyptian patterns began exploding into large, bubbly, brilliantly white fractals. I began to hear the jubilant voice of God as he bathed me in love. It took me by complete surprise. I had not been anticipating such an encounter, and between the clutter in my bedroom, and my fatigue going into everything, followed by the madness, I never would have guessed what was in store for me. I'm not a Christian and never was, and the only reason why I celebrate Christmas with part of my family is because they are Christian. I'm not about to say that I believe in Santa Claus, but as DMT continues to defile my expectations, God and his "personality" reminded me of an epitomized and overblown spirit of the old saint. "Jolly" doesn't even begin to describe it, but it was something of that nature. This continued for another 5 minutes of white fractals flying by, until the voice vanished, and I opened my eyes.

The ecstasy was on the verge of overwhelming as I opened myself entirely to the energies around me. The experience created a number of mucous membranes that were covering my vocal chords such that the sound of my voice was incredibly deep and verging on non-human. The inner knowledge of my body began to take over as I instinctively and semi-involuntarily began letting out deep Lion-like growls as tears began streaming down my face. I was beginning to think that another white light encounter with God was out of the question, but surely enough, it blindsided the hell out of me. I feel truly blessed for being gifted with this journey. To wind my way back down and cap off the experience, I turned on the amplifier again and played the tuning forks in the reverse order from the highest frequency on down.

This was an incredible read, how nice it must of been.

I honestly was right there, and was ready to load myself some lol.

This is actually the second experience i read were some Egyptian themes were seen.

Any correlation, maybe, maybe not.

I was actually just thinking of a correlation that I had just noticed between the two experiences right before reading your post DoctorMantus. After encountering the larger-than-life Bennu Bird, and finding out that it was the Egyptian pheonix - the symbol of death-rebirth - I began to wonder in these past couple of days that apart from being on the winter solstice which I found appropriate, if it was trying to tell me something else. I'm now curious if it was perhaps signaling this encounter with this heavenly spirit.

I am not sure exactly but it surely seems symbolic.

and excuse me when i said it was the second report, i had no idea it was your report, until i just looked now.

Did you have anything of that sort on your mind. Its strange how you can have something berried in the subconscious, and under influences it will just bring it up.

My last substance i took was L and during some closed eyed relaxing, i got a lot of Egyptian visuals, and the thought of Egyptian anything was far from my mind.
This is where the idea originated for the mandala i posted in your other thread.

I did have it on my mind to some extent, but most often the whole Egyptian theme will just sneak up on you when you least expect it, and what a pleasant surprise when it does! Truly symbolic or not, it's filling my life and existence with perceived symbolism and meaning which is enough for me.

Yea it definitely is, when i saw the Egyptian visuals that i did, it was like one of those things you hold on to, mainly because of appreciation.