For three times now I have seen a school when smoking Dmt, with pencils, desks, teachers and students (the students seemed to be about 8 or 9 years old). The rooms always were very square and lines and edges were sharp. And the only thing that happens is me watching students running around and teachers smiling. I also remember a dollhouse in the classroom.

There are also no fractals or psychadelic stuff at all. None.

Apart from things morphing into and out of each other.

Does anyone recognize this?

And as I said I have seen it, not gone there. I have watched the classroom-world from the outside, not breaking through into it.

Is it common to see or visit the same places? This was the third time now.

Seems like lots of people report seeing childlike things under DMT. Things like clowns, jack-in-the-boxes, scenes of a nursery, elves and small tykes, etc. Perhaps neurochemistry is affected in a way that make the brain more like that of a child, bringing back memories by association. Rich Strasman had a theory that DMT is released at birth (and at death). Perhaps DMT levels in the brain are also higher during early childhood.

Immediately following a past DMT trip, I looked at an electrical outlet on the wall and momentarily felt scared that I would get sucked into a vortex and into the outlet. I then recalled that, during early childhood, I had slept in a room which had a wall plate with a large hole in the center for a phone cable. I remembered being scared as a small child that I would get sucked into that hole and disappear. I had a vague recollection I that originally saw something like this in a cartoon. So certainly DMT can activate fragments of childhood memories.

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I were just now in the home of two of the children. Both were white skinned, the boy had brown hair and the girl blond, I saw their father pass by on his way to somewere. They were all very glad that I visited them and the children started showing me their toys. The girl held up a pink book and showed me the pages. I was pretty annoyed over that I couldn't focus, my thoughts went too fast. And when I tried to think I could only think with blip blap words.

No one spoke to me though, only showing toys.

One dmt trip I had something akin to this. I was in a house, and a girl came and picked up what looked like a heat-shaped pillow, a visually exquisite heart shaped pillow, and came running around grabbing things and showing it to me. I took it to be love. As I was leaving, I was sent good wishes, love, hope and happiness. It was truly beautiful. SHEESH! I almost forgot about that! Thank you for reminding me of this trip, I have gotten so bogged down and depressed with my life lately, that it is easy to forget the depth and beauty of these realms.
Another experience with the 'children' them, is a couple experiences of being in a 'gym', one time I got balls thrown at me I remember :/ Also, one time I remember eating about 4.5 g of cubensis and closing my eyes and seeing this gym place, but without the children.
I don't recall any traumatic experiences on the dodgeball yard at school however, so I don't feel it to be a reflection of something like that. Though dodgeball was awesome in elementary school.
Once again, I know this is random and slightly tangential, but THANK YOU for reminding me of the experience I mentioned earlier, I have grown quite distant from these states and experiences lately, but I think I may return today ))

I had one place that I would visit often that was a child's bedroom. There was a bed with comforter and pillows, toy cars and toys of other sorts strewn about the floor and a book shelves with lots of children's books on them (I assume they were children's books just because they were pink and green and just looked like they were meant for children).

To give you some additional background, I would have this recurring trip where there was this gigantic golden gates of sorts. It had lions and angels and all other sorts of stuff interwoven on the gate and it was for the most part 2D. The gate is divided into four quadrants and I would usually be taken to the bottom left where that part of the gate would fold out like a pop-up book to reveal that child's bedroom as described above. There was only one time where I accessed all the quadrants on the gate somehow (cause I usually just get stuck in the bedroom) which made me realize that each quadrant had its own unique scene or set of information. Of course I can't remember what were in any of the other 3, but I can't help but wonder if I keep on being taken to the child's room because I'm supposed to learn something from it, and if so, what in the world could it be?

I too have experienced images from childhood, mostly my mom calling my name and seeing reels of images with each segment containing a particular memory. I also had a trip where I spoke to my inner child and a had a very deep dialogue with him.
I think this makes sense since I was doing some research today and found that the receptors DMT acts on (5-HT2) have some function in memory. I think these old memories become salient and due to DMT messing with signal transduction these memories and images may be displayed visually when they normally wouldn't. Pretty incredible neurochemistry to me.
Here's a link to my child experience. The child died in me, I know it sounds negative but it was actually one of my most positive trips, and I gained a lot of insight without going to deep.