Fellow Travelers & Explorers, this is my hello and intro!
On August 30, 2013, at ~8:00pm, I decided to conduct an experiment in consciousness which ended up changing me forever.
Up until that date, I had been taking psychedelics and was experiencing profoundly healing and mystical states (mainly through the use of Psilocybin). These experiences were so mystical, that it made me go out and hug homeless people (literally).
Eventually, I started to learn about DMT, and as a sci-fi buff, naturally my curiosity was piqued. Whenever the conversation turns to aliens, I'm all ears.
Interestingly, in the months prior to my DMT breakthrough, I had been reading a book titled "Quantum Change" by William R. Miller and Janet C'de Baca. Quantum change is dramatic/drastic change that is effected in a very short period of time usually with long term positive effects. So I put an intention out into the Universe that I was seeking quantum change, because I wanted to profoundly change my corporate cubicle existence.
Thing is, I tend to never get what I ask for from the Universe (or so I think). I've been asking for fame and fortune for many years and I'm slowly resigning myself to the fact that it ain't in the cards in this lifetime. But when I requested quantum change from the Universe, it responded immediately. In the form of DMT.
After months of research and doing my homework, I finally decided to take the plunge. And the intention was clear - I HAD to breakthrough into Hyperspace. I was absolutely determined. I HAD to see this place because I had to know.
On the first attempt, I didn't get beyond a few trippy kaleidoscopic colors and was extremely disappointed. I had such precious little left of this substance. This was my ONLY chance to break through, but no dice on the first shot.
With very little experience, and very little knowledge, I waited another hour and decided to try again using an alternate method (the sandwich method to be precise). I intentionally packed in MORE than was sufficient to break through, roughly in the amount of 70mg.
By the third long and hard toke, I got BLASTED through a dark tunnel at an incredible speed that felt like it went INWARDS. I began to hyperventilate out of shock. My first conscious thought was "You idiot! That wasn't DMT, you just killed yourself! What is my mother going to think?" (funny what we think about at the moment of our "deaths"
. It didn't feel like I was breathing, but I knew I was because I could hear myself hyperventilating.
After getting catapulted faster than the speed of light (the speed of consciousness?), I ended up in some multi-colored world with amorphous globs hanging around me. I witnessed something else before entering this world, but I can't clearly remember. Some sort of black and white checkered pattern that led somewhere, and then BAM! I'm in this multi-colored world. Not sure.
I'm dealing with memory fragments, so I simply can't recollect everything in detail. However, I CLEARLY remember the next thing I saw.
A female humanoid entity wearing a red, glittering, one-piece tight-fitting "space suit" flew into my field of vision. Her body was absurd. She had a voluptuous bust and a very tiny waist, and she reminded me of a fairy. Her body was, dare I say, very sexual. This could not have been a subconscious projection of my sexual desires since I was born a gay male in this lifetime. This is simply what she looked like. In retrospect, I must say...that entity was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I just couldn't appreciate it at the time since I was engulfed in fear.
In any case, this entity was wielding a GOLD WAND. Bursts of electric rainbow-colored zaps were coming out of the wand. In my panic-stricken terror, I actually tried to run away and was somehow able to avert my conscious awareness away from the entity. The next thing I know, she telepathically entered my mind and communicated in a sort of humming sound. It wasn't language, it was a sound. But somehow I understood. She was trying to get a handle on a panic-stricken human who had broken through for the first time. It felt as if she had been used to this.
The entity then got me to look at her again. At this point she had come closer. In a very willful and overt gesture, she zapped her wand right in front of my face. She meant for me to see this. Out of the wand came a 3 dimensional transparent rectangle with rainbow colored edges. I have no idea what the significance was.
There's more to the trip, but to make a long story short I eventually melted back into my body and was changed forever. The day after the trip was VERY difficult for me as I could not believe what had just happened. The magnitude of the high-dose vision, the alien contact, the realness of it all floored me. I just couldn't accept it.
In the ensuing couple of years, I haven't gone NEAR the DMT (except for my first Ayahuasca ceremony which tore me to pieces...won't be doing that anytime soon either). I've also been making the profoundly stupid mistake of telling my experience to anyone who will listen, including my Catholic parents who never even smoked a joint before. The reaction I get from people is so predictable that I'm finally coming around to giving up and shutting up about it. But I can't! The experience was simply too ginormous to keep to myself.
The question I'm struggling with now is: Hyperspace...is it real? Are the entities REAL?
I've emailed Dr. Rick Strassman asking him this question, and he was kind enough to respond (with no definitive answer). I've reached out to others who have broken through to ask them about their breakthroughs (they refuse to come to a conclusion about the reality of entities). I've spoken to a scientist I know whom I respect greatly and who has a lot of experience with DMT, including seeing entities (he believes it's merely a hallucination and I'm foolish to even remotely consider for a second that it could be real).
I've been reading other people's trip reports to see if anyone else has encountered an entity similar to the one I interacted with. I'm currently reading "Visionary Ayahuasca" by Jan Kounen and on page 66 he describes "spirits" he encountered that looked like "mystical science fiction of a Tex Avery". I can relate to this description. The entity I saw had a cartoonish-like quality to her.
In conclusion...
I'd like to thank you for taking the time to read my story. It profoundly changed me and made me hyper spiritual (for better or for worse). My fear of death as being "final" has decreased substantially, yet it has been replaced with a different fear. The fear of returning back to Hyperspace. Is that where we go to when we die?
I'd like to visit Hyperspace once more before I transition. But my fear is holding me back.
I'm going to stick my neck out and make an unsubstantiated and unscientific assertion: Hyperspace is real. Entities are real. We've just never seen them before. Is this First Contact? What do we do now?
Thank you!