Hey,
DmnStr8 wrote:
I met an entity I can only describe as a child who just keeps running around hiding. Always
peaking around a corner. Perpetually just out of view. Like a child hiding in curiosity, peering out to take a look. I have encountered this same entity a couple times.
I have been meeting this entity re-occuringly in some of my deep profound mj epxeriences. I trully have to admit that cannabis is a doorway to another type of 'hyperspace' ('another' ?)
Don't want to derail the thread subject, but in strong mj experiences i've felt somehow quite prominently 'exposed', embrassing that particular theme of 'the circus, the clown'..
At some point , i even got obsessed with the encounters with that laughing kid, that i got myself intelectually speculating and considered it's a ghost that haunts certain place in my home. That was about the time i got really hooked on magic folklore and urban mythology anyway...
So i got pretty carried away, but was surprised to see so close description of an intricate, possibly otherworldly , witty spirit , encountered through different entheogenic approach - spice and mj respectively.
some entities i've ot dmt
- that pyramid head - guy that emits radiating beams of light and speaks the beingness of the universe. He is like a doorman, that welcomes just when i've brokenthrough, although breakthrough at where he is is more like a depot of breakingthrough to some deeper ... breakthroughness
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on that deeper breakthroughness :
- two witches , who actually are also re-occuring characters in my dreams
- The Brahman - a smiling loving being, which is my primal sparkle of existence , it felt like the source of my human form,
on one of my first experience, a successful breakthrough, right after getting out of hyperspace, still ongoing mild buzz of visual hazyness, everything in my room still being wiggly shiny and glowy, i saw a muted 'explosion' it was like a explosion into vacuum, a crackle of veil between the worlds,
and i see this little, 30-40 cm, toy like creature pops out of the explosion, it wasn't like a jester at all , but like an aztec ritual doll made out of stained couloured glass, and the edges of the glass pieces that he was made of, were all spinning and talking to each other, as one'd see geometric patterns folding, merging, morping into the neighbouring one,
so this creature pops out of nothing in front of me just at the level below the ceileng 1 m ahead of me, i got my jaw dropped and it SENSED my shock and withn a blink of an eye he pops out into nothingness again. I thought he didn't like my home, as he got affraid,
i will never forget to see the expression on his face. it was so .... otherwordly, he resembled a grim doll, with the expression of glassy-eyed ethos, but on the otherhand his eyes emitted that curious , naughty vividness.
It felt as if he was sucked into with me on the way back..As if the 'pull' has somehow atached it to me and he figured out
I met others too, but i don't feel ready to speculate about them
Best Regards