I have been cowardly with my DMT use for about 6 months after my breakthrough. I have hardly had even any good sub-breakthroughs since.
Yesterday, I was working on coming up with some lyrics for a song about DMT, outlining it to rip apart and put into poetic words and metaphors.
It's strange as the 35mg of changa I smoked last night, the experience resembled what I wrote somewhat:
"I want the lyrics to be about the origin of everything which is more than likely a molecule solidified with an energetic interior that resembles an Entorhinal grid cell in the medial entorhinal cortex which has crystalline receptors that is able to map out many things unconsciously through the use of holograms."
So, I put on my favorite binarual beat, stuck some headphones on. When I broke-through the first time it was with headphones, I think both audio being projected into the brain and decent frequencies help guide the DMT experience, um, however that is possible.
I took two huge lung fulls and then BAM. I was there. I never flew at the speed of light, never heard a carrier wave - none of it. None of the things that now give me DEEP anxiety about DMT, just because I know at least how far I have gone before which seemed completely impossible / death defying if you can call really being destroyed for real "defying".
The same entities that I saw on the breakthrough were there. This time it seems a bit more lucid, I had a bit more control.
The entities said together "You have forgotten that this is REAL." I replied, "I know, I know, I know, I know." Very quickly.
I try not to think about it as real, but boy oh boy - it's ULTRA REAL.
Once we got the formalities out of the way they were leading me down an intricate cylinder tube. I was a little unnerved still. I told them, "Take it easy, I come with good intentions" And it seemed to ease them as well, I felt like I had built trust with them; possibly from our last interaction 6 months ago.
This was almost like a continuation of the breakthrough. They were walking me down this corridor, they were always behind me, ushering me somewhere.
When I felt a presence behind the cylinder. For some reason I started to think that it was completely possible for me to jump through the walls and find this powerful creature. And this creature was going to give me answers! It seemed that the entities were giving me this information somehow, maybe because they wanted me to do this.
So I did! I ran off and jumped through many layers of this trip and came face to face with what seemed to be the one in control of the experience.
I started interrogating it face to face. "What are you?!" "Who are you?!" "What is this place?!" And I was not saying it in a nice way at all, I was going BALLISTIC on this entity. It communicated many things I cannot recall very quickly when I was in it's face.
It felt unbelievable... it felt so great to take control of this situation and get some answers!
When I looked back, the entities had congregated, purple, black, orange glowing amorphous people, it looked like a coliseum of them - waiting to see what I was going to ask.
They URGED me to ask questions at this point... I remember hearing "Ask your questions." I started to calm down.
Time slowed down and I noticed that I was in a protected area now with this being, all of hyperspace was all around this magic bubble. Purple fractals, a beautiful display of chaoticness was just outside this bubble.
It felt like I had waited my entire life to ask this thing these questions and I could not believe it was happening. I felt incredibly lucky.
I was fully intact, Ego and everything in hyperspace asking this architect of time my questions. This was the first time I have ever been able to actually speak in hyperspace to someone or something.
Time slowed as this seemed to be a monumentous moment - for both me and the entities. My words started to come out, my voice sounded absolutely huge, and very low, like 3 octaves lower and booming. "Wwwwhhahhhaaaatttt issssss theeeeeee brrrrrrraaaaaiiiinnnnn?"
I do not know why I asked this, but soon after a deep silence was met, I could hear the entities whisper amongst themselves. The main architect asked/demanded, "I know you have a better question?"
And I thought about it in the heaviness, the zonked hologram place I had found myself in with this thing.
And I asked: "WWWWHHHATATATTTTTT ISSSS THEEEEEE ORRRRIIIGIIINNNN OF EVVVVERRRYYYTTHHHHINNNG."
And right when I asked that, it turned into a geometric alien clock.
I stared at it, studied it from many angles, I desperately tried to figure out this clock, but there seemed to be nothing special about it!! It was moving away from me but I had A LOT of time to look at it in this slow mo place I was in.
It seemed like THIS was THE message as the entities started to go they zoomed out of the DMT switch like "NOW YOU KNOW, PEACE!" Channel turned off.
It ABSOLUTELY felt like I was seriously going to learn the origin of everything! And I couldn't wait to find out after I managed to speak those english words and was absolutely perplexed by the clock.
Anyway, it was awesome and I had a lot of fun with the entities... this time around. Definitely still a bit unnerved today at how real it was! I definitely did forget!
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Great report. I enjoyed reading it. "It permits you to see, more clearly than our perishing mortal eye can see, vistas beyond the horizons of this life, to travel backwards and forwards in time, to enter other planes of existence, even (as the Indians say) to know God." R. Gordon Wasson
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yessssssssssssssssss illusions !, there are no illusions there is only that which is the truth
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vvvvvvvvveeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrryyyyyy cccccccooooooooollllllllll rrrrrrrreeeeeeaaaaaaaadddd!!!!!!!!!!!! Go back and get answers, inquiring minds want to know!  JBArk JBArk is a Mandelthought; a non-fiction character in a drama of his own design he calls "LIFE" who partakes in consciousness expanding activities and substances; he should in no way be confused with SWIM, who is an eminently data-mineable and prolific character who has somehow convinced himself the target he wears on his forehead is actually a shield.
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