I try and search for this all the time, so I don't know if it's just me and the very few people I have seen mention it, but every time I'm in between and I look at plants, they are replaced by a CG looking alternate version, and my trip is that this alternate version is "real" and I'm only seeing it's real form right then. This is like clockwork if there are plants around, it never fails that this is what I see. It feels like every time is a continuation of the veil lifting, and real life is the alien zone kind of?

Surfaces become strangely complex to me. I have indeed read of people saying it looks "hyper-real" - but it's got this quality that I can not put my finger on. It's this sense that each bit of physical space is it's own little zone of specificity, and each little bit of everything is full of... intricacy? But not like mandala intricacy, like tiny intricacy... Horton's Whoville kind of but blown up and a mesh with a billion particle lands.

phenomena things for anyone else?


...or am I being like, "Hey, I tripped out and it was all triply bro"

There is a consistent visual rearrangement of things that I experience.
A fractalized reorganization of patterns. The disordered becomes strangely ordered and organized in geometric styles. I love what it does to surface textures in nature.
Things like tree bark and rock surfaces are absolutely amazing.

For me things really start to get interesting when surface textures begin to come alive and move. When this happens I know I'm moving in the right direction and on the brink of a breakthrough of some kind. This visual stuff is one of the things that keeps me coming back for more. The quality of the visual distortions for lack of a better term are as good or better than any great painting or artwork produced by man in my opinion.
Its one of my most favorite things in the world.

I think I know exactly what you are talking about. What I believe we are seeing is a higher order or organization that we are normally not quite conscious enough to see. Clumps of leaves are a great example- in a normal state they appear random, but I think that's only because we aren't elevated enough to detect the flawless geometric ordering of things that takes place in Nature, and that when we perceive something as "random" it's simply because we aren't able to process this higher level of order. So yes, it's like a veil lifting... 200ug or more, 1.5g or more, and this incredible sense of logical dimensional order emerges. Concrete surfaces are great too... Patterns emerge that seem to point to a higher truth, and the closer you look, the deeper the patterns go.

When I have a spice journey, although there are common threads between them, I'll often see new things every time. But on lower doses, or on LSD or shrooms, the sense of greater organization in trees, concrete, skin, bathroom tiles, etc is pretty much a constant. So I've assumed for a long time that when we see these organization patterns we are seeing a real aspect if these things that we normally just can't see. And I don't know if it's actually possible to accurately draw these patterns- done right, they would only exhibit this higher order of form when viewed in an elevated state.

I can definitely relate to these posts :]

My first mushroom trip was in the woods, and it started coming on while I was staring up through the now kaleidoscopic canopy, thinking this world IS the paradise we've been yearning for, we've just lost the eyes to see it.

I used to go to this secluded meadow and smoke harmala-heavy changa joints while staring at the plants and forest, sometimes while vocalizing. It really does seem like a less processed/filtered raw multi-dimensional experience of 'reality' when looking around nature on DMT/psychedelics.

Then at breakthrough doses, watching them literally come alive and being pulled into their world is just beyond words and nothing I say can even come close to relating it. The divine fractal perfection and natural intelligence of these systems became apparent and they're like a higher dimensional alien universe unto themselves. I mean, even if we just consider the atoms/cells/systems that make them up, and the way they interact with the other organisms and the world around them, forming something like a super-organism...if you could somehow become aware of all that is going on with them and experience it, its like something right out of hyperspace.

Also has anyone else had that cool effect where some plants seems like seaweed, swaying underwater, during the comedown? ^_^

Actually, the seaweed "Sway" you describe is a massive component in my description of the experience.

I call it the "Deems Sway," and I can actually remind myself of the space by slowly rolling and dipping my shoulders like... like I'm rocking a baby... or slow dancing with no one... kind of like I'm doing the stevie wonder, only super slow and creepy and with my eyes open with the smile of a psychopath.

It is simultaneously the creepiest and most comforting feeling ever, like the universe is my mother, and it's rocking me. And I'm being really weird about it.



My friend said the first time that she met Demetrius she was with a couple friends, and when it came up, she "realized" that the trees were swaying to the rhythm of the music and she could sense they were aware she was aware of their awareness of humans. Side note/trippy story.

Ahhh the wave! I do the self slow dance in all my Chang sessions. Sometimes its so overpowering that I just throw my body onto the bed and it pins me down. My friends described it like this and I thought it was perfect (pardon this if its inappropriate) he said when you're receiving oral sex and after orgasm they keep going and you're all like " Oooo ahhhhhhh aghhhh" and squirming around because you're so sensitive.... DMT does this to your soul. I always feel like the molecule is forcefully having sex with me. Not like in a rapey sense but a symbiotic beautiful meshing of my soul with the divine!

Clouds are noticeably full of countless rhombus shaped objects (I just call them icons for some reason) and they move and arrange them self's in 3d patters using shades for depth.

Wind doesn't move fluidly in moves in small quick bursts (geometrically), it also seems to be shaped in this rhombus way. You can notice this watching it blow threw trees for example.

I've seen these sort of thing 20 years ago and still see them the same way today.

Simultaneously the grossest and most accurate description of the "sway" from another person ever!

; )

I always feel like the veil has just dropped completely, like in a movie where all of a sudden someone sees "the real" thing behind the thing, kind of like They Live (the movie)...

... but I hear rice crispy Langolier sounds, and I am nodding my head like a complete creepy psycho "agreeing" with an entity that represents consciousness that I only perceive through what feels like ESP.

No bigs.

I would strongly recommend anyone that knows how to "lift the veil" to take a good long look at the music of the Grate-ful De-ad. Its the most amazing f..in thing ever. Only when your looking at it right \s

I belive , low doses of spice give us the ability to see the reality fused with our imagination. Normal times we see the world how it is for everyone. But in the darkness sometimes things like tree looks like shadow of a beast. Because there is no enough detail to
understand the thing for our brain so our brain fill the missed parts itself with our imagination. When we effects of spice i think similar things happens.

Every time i am in a effect of a psychadelic lsd or dmt doesnt matter when i look to the top
wall of the room i see numbers. Numbers everywhere especially 7 and 4 . They are arrenged spirally. And i can see them so pure so net they are actually fucking there. Numbers that glyphed on to wall.

LAter i realised that if i look to wall again with normal state the dots that formed on the wall when the time they painted shows me the numbers again if i look in true perspective. Its like looking the stars and see some pictures.

Not only walls it is easy to catch the deatils while under spice effect.

I just think people are a weak sheltered species to far removed from nature to see the world as it truly is and always has been. But I could be wrong.

That's super interesting about the numbers thing, I have stuff like that, and I agree about our minds filling space of ambiguity.

I think anyone who likes DMT would enjoy reading this book.

The Secret Life of Plants by Peter Tompkins and Christopher Boyd.