``I realize everything is spinning in circles around me and I am pulled up through the ceiling into the sky and into another dimension. The whole time this is happening, I am being filled up with an overwhelming feeling of intensity.

I am surrounded by light and for a moment, feel the most intense fear of my life, but it quickly subsides to a feeling of absolute joy. I feel as though I am connected, literally connected and one with a benevolent entity that makes up all of existence. I am the universe, and feel nothing but joy in the form of light.

The entity then changes from light into a shape-shifting tree that I am inside of. Vincent Van Gogh could not have created such a beautiful masterpiece. I see millions of eyeballs, staring at me, occasionally blinking. These eyeballs have veins and arteries pouring out of their backs, essentially a fleshy spider web, and as the fleshy veins/arteries move farther away from the eyeballs, they take on less of a fleshy nature and more of a wooden nature. To put it simply, eyeballs are morphing into tree branches. These tree branches then create a wooden 'spider web' that makes up the walls of the tree that I am inside of. Simultaneously, I see billions upon billions of cells, giving the tree its real shape-shifting effect. They are constantly moving around in a pattern that I cannot understand, and they make up everything that exists. They make up what I am, they make up the eyeballs and they make up the veins and arteries that slowly morph into tree branches. Existing in this tree seems to last an eternity.

I look at myself, and I am not myself. I am made up of white and blue light. I am some sort of orb. This is when I begin to come down. I start floating in a downwards direction, eventually reaching the hole in the roof of D's recreation room. I float through the hole and see my own body, unconscious on the couch, sitting next to B. I blink. ``

This might have been a good idea for a poll, but because I don't know how to make polls, or quite possibly, I'm not allowed to make one, I'll have to ask this way.

To all of you who have experience with psychedelics or meditation (not just DMT necessarily), how many times eye or eyes were a theme of your trip?

In my experience, seeing them is very common. They look like they're interested in what I'm doing, they have some kind of curious look to them. But it seems like I'm not the only one who experiences this.

Yesterday, very close friend of mine shared a story of his trip on Amanita muscaria. He fell into sleep, had some very strange dreams, one part of that dream was walking through some mystical land, with many eyes being everywhere, and observing him. Suddenly, all of those eyes combined together, and fused into one large eye, with golden light radiating from it.

Alex Grey's art also frequently involves eyes.

What about you, fellow Nexians? How many times are eyes part of your trip?

Thanks in advance.

Peace and love.