Hello Nexus,

I am a voracious consumer of the wealth of information provided by this forum, and have been soaking up the info presented here since I first started actively following your discussions, about two years ago.

However it is only now that I’m making my first post.

Quick about me: Young adult male, just breaking into the 30s, living in the States, working in the tech industry, reformed heroin user whose life was saved by a combination of formal rehabilitation, bupenorphine, psychedelics, and sheer tyranny of the will.

So let’s get right into it I suppose...

My first experience with DMT occurred on a night I was not expecting it. A friend and I had consumed a healthy amount of MDMA, and were traveling to meet a friend who kept most of the substances we consumed at the time. Upon arriving he quickly made mention of finding some DMT while cleaning the apartment. In hindsight I cannot be sure now if it were changa or freebase mixed into or dissolved on a bed of herbs, but at this point it does not matter much either way. Me and my friend were both excited to try it, albeit a bit nervous, both being extremely familiar with what was (especially at this time,) one of the most sought-after, and elusive, psychedelics. Since reading about it on the Lycaeum and in Food of the Gods in high school, I'd been curious - but thought it as the stuff of mystery, something I'd never see (similar to peyote buttons maybe?) I did however, place dozens of orders off of the JLF catalog in high school. I frequently experimented with high doses his AMT, peganum harmala for my mushroom trips, and salvinorin A.) The JLF Catalog sold 5-MEO-DMT back in those days (the late 90s, prior to being shut down), and it was legal at the time, but I was just too fearful of it, based on my readings. If I only knew then what I know now...but I digress;

I opted to blast off first.

The guy who helped send me on my way held the pipe for me to partake, and I recall being convinced by the pace of how quickly I went from beaming on the effects of MDMA to (visually,) seeming as if I had just consumed a 10 strip of very clean LSD. I was quickly beginning to lose my bearings on reality

I vividly remember him saying something to the effect of "nope, you're gonna need one more big one..." Had I been administering it to myself, I'm sure I'd have thought that was a full dose - as it was just so wildly hallucinogenic. Without him there I'm sure I'd have at least paused and missed the appropriate timing. Nonetheless, the MDMA definitely had an effect of steadying my nerves, and generally allowing me to be more open and receptive to the whole process.

After the last hit, the previously identifiable hallucinations which I’d seen before were no longer of interest to me, if they were present at all.

A strict terror took hold of me. This terror occurred for a maximum of fifteen seconds, but it was a type of paranoia I had never dealt with. The two men in the room (the friend whom I was using MDMA with earlier that evening, ad the DMT supplier,) suddenly took on a maniacal presence. As bits of the room paused in different moments of time, and segments of the room were being dissected at different rates of time. Think of dividing an image of a video file in long thin tetris segments, and each tertis segment you have moving through the video file at a different speed. So I’m still on Earth, and I've not broken through, but segments of the grid that is the room and everything in it are moving through the video at different speeds, so that a tetris shape that has a bit of the wall, the corner of the television, and the side of my friend’s face is not moving as quickly as the side containing the coffee table and the supplier’s feet. And I can see my friend and the supplier both looking at me, smiling. This is too specific. This has happened before. They understand a deep sense of programming existence, and they are rewiring me. This is conspiratorial. My circuits are being hot-wired in a deliberate attempt to hijack me, and everything Iknow and minds racing and all of these segments, the segments moving at different speeds breaking up the room, though individually moving at different rates, are all accelerating more and more quickly, and my general consciousness, and even lightheadedness, is rapidly accelerating, and I know something huge is about to explode and sure enough as everything’s moving as fast as it can...

Everything stops.

My heart stops. The air in the room simply disappears. I could not deliver the phrase “WHAT THE....” with all my everything so deeply to artfully articulate what just happened. Wasn’t that supposed to be an explosion? I understand the rate of drugs jumping up on you quickly - I know what was supposed to happen here. And sure enough - it was the harshest opposite imaginable.

Everything reclines back into a more distant coordinate.

I am disassociated from the room and everything in it, but it’s there.

So slow.

The room is distant and muted. A dimmer switch was faded down very hard onto it. It’s warm. It’s like a sauna - but the steam and thickness has a back and forth molasses whiplike motion that is waving everything. Think of being on a boat at sea. Forward and backward. Slowly. Everything is moving in the thick jacuzzi room, and if it were a 45, the side just flipped itself, and is being played at 33rpm.

And the television in the middle of the room (it’s off,) because of how everyone places televisions in a living room - architecturally it’s always in the center of everything. So this point that is in the center of the room, out if it come two women, from either side. They’re very sensual, bout they’re only the outlines of women, built from vertical neon-colored frequency waves. And they are making large steps out of the television in the most cartoonishly “psychedelic” way I could possibly try to explain. The way they step outside of the television, and towards me, it is quite silly. Or maybe absurd is the appropriate word, because nothing is silly about the arrival of these two women - this is some supreme "elfing" reverence. but I need to describe the way they step forward and move towards me is not dissimilar to how I’d imagine the more absurd Robert Crumb cartoons- or even Grateful Dead comic characters, the absolutely ridiculous way that they step out with one foot which seems to go much further than they need to step. I only emphasize this component to underline how if anything surprised me about this trip, it was the dialectic between an absurdity and ridiculousness and a supreme awe which bordered on some type of apotheosis. Whatever they said - I knew it was important. Just like they moved out of the TV, in perfect symmetry - they both speak, in perfect symmetry? Are these two bars of colored frequency women a single protector? Some mother goddess of protection when traveling between space-time coordinates?

“Hello"
“We knew you’d be here"
“Are you ready?"
“Everything will be fine, we promise, we’re here."
“Try to take it all in"
“This is what you want its always here and now you’re here"
"Ready?"

All of these statements were happening at once and existing at once and I was picking through them and agreeing to them individually. The statements were vibrating and electric energy (a very, very fast frequency, almost electrical - however, we’re still in the room, and the greater back and forth seasick is the greater frequency that moves everything in the room. We’re all moving back and forth like reeds on the dunes of the beach blowing in the wind. Back and forth.)

What I would like to note is that this does differ from the general timetable I read about on the Nexus and McKenna speeches: the obliteration of where you are, and then you meet beings. The neon electric vibration women embody the description of “entities”, however - as I’m about to learn, I am not in hyperspace yet. They are checking on me, and asking if I’m ready, and that I’ll be OK if I go further. But I’m still in the muted slow dim room, however far back it is now. But not for long.

Let’s go.

Fractals take over, multicolored, slowly the less powerfuls colors within the fractal are overcome by the more dominant colors. Slowly there beaten out. And then one big washy, my entire field of vision is a yellow and red fractal, not even a fractal any more. It’s a star…pulsing….rotating….getting bigger...

And the star explodes.

Welcome to hyperspace. This is only geometry. Different architectures moving and communicating. All in complete harmony. I could be a single cell watching each cell inside of a human brain communicating - sending signals back and forth.

Telepathy begins occurring between my and the architecture(s). An age old, cliched first time breakthrough conversation takes place.

"I’ve been here” I think to myself.
Different lights create indication that my thought has been considered, and it’s a funny thought.
“of course you’ve been here."
“Remember this."
“You never remember, but you need to remember"
“Take it all in"

I’m not playing with cubes of energy. This is a playpen. I’m like a little child playing with toys for the first time. And the architecture, these psychic enrages that are psychically speaking to me, they are enjoying watching me like an adult would empathetically enjoy watching a child play with a toy. This cube is just so fascinating. On each side it is displaying morphing symbols not dissimilar to the rotating digital noise created when you might have pushed on the screen of a calculator in nth class as a kid. It distorts the panel which displays numbers, and weird morphing numbers are created. And this toy has so much to...

I can’t even consider it, it’s dissipating. The voice “Take it with you"

And I’m coming back to the room.

I see them both on the couch. I can make them out. Everything’s coming back together so quickly. It is not a subtle comedown, and although I’m tripping harder than I ever have in my life, I know I’m back and I’m basically normal again. And just like that - it’s over.

That was my first trial. I have continued working with the chemical since. I am perplexed and passionate towards the strange austerity of DMT.

Currently, I am actively working on lucid dreaming, with moderate success - I am still not actively lucid dreaming, however I am catching bits and pieces here and there. (The introduction of Evernote, and having a laptop next to my bed, aids in finding connections when journaling.) For some time, I considered acid dreaming tangential to my DMT experiences. Now I am invested in marrying them with all other experiences.

What I'm working around is a general idea that all these different types of consciousness (DMT hyperspace, normal boring workday land, dreaming, etc...) come with not only their sets of positive experiences and baggage, but different adaptive toolboxes: reflexes, heuristics, loci of control, etc... these will have matured or entropied (or might not exist at all) with no correlation to how they exist in another consciousness.

I really am heavily meditating on this concept of “hooking in”, which I hope to expand upon in greater detail once some of these ideas have been fleshed out better than they are now but I’ll try...

My idea of "hooking in" would be catching onto a sense of familiarity from one consciousness, recognizing it, and bringing everything in. One would “hook in” to an opportunity to use the collection of heuristics from as many consciousnesses as you’re able to access to help you navigate the situation.

The best way to think of it might be when talking about the phenomenon of deja vu. That sense of confusion because you've dealt with this before - well if you can breakthrough and not just pinpoint how you'd experienced it, instead actively integrating both (or all) of the consciousnesses to engage with your situation.

I'm sure I'm not just inventing metaphysical self-help theories here, and I'd bet these practices have been utilized and articulated better than I have in my posts. I've seen traces of this strategy throughout different Hindi texts, Gestalt theory, quantum mechanics articles, etc.. If anyone reading has a good point of reference (I'm just beginning my research on the topic) I'd love to check it out.

I can relate these to some dark experiences I’d had within the year.


About three weeks ago, just after an extremely heavy (natural) dreaming session, I was so overcome with everything I'd just dreamt I'd begun writing it down as soon as I'd started to wake up, in order to process/integrate as much of it as I could (pretty standard practice within most steps towards lucid dreaming - which I’m trying my best on, slowly but surely...)

As I was writing down everything as quickly as I could transcribe - I was able to recall this familiar character. A negative entity, that’s part of my subconscious some how, and component that is specifically focused on the sabotage of me. But I remembered it. It was almost like a "gotchya" moment - as I still wasn't completely awake. It was as if catching this character in that one fleeting moment allowed me to access the fact that the character had been creating disturbances in my psyche / dreams for weeks and weeks now - but (as someone else mentioned when describing a similar experience, this character of my psyche is just so "hard to spot and shy from the spotlight." - from this particular dream he was hiding in a recess of my psyche in the same way you'd imagine a bat hiding in the dark corners of the roof of a barn,) and because I'd "caught" this character, and because I'd caught him outside of my deep dream state, I was allowed access to all of these previous recurring instances of his destructive nature in dreams I'd not remembered until that moment.

From what I can piece together from my notes, in this specific dream, this character was chasing me down hallways and corridors, would catch up to me as I was turning the corner of the hallway, and the chase would start again. So it's not as if he was hiding in my dream, but it was as if by mentioning him outside of the dream context, that was the visual which he appeared like. Like he was much weaker when I was staring at him in a state closer to being awake. If somehow - I could just hook in, when he’s exposed, and see him at my most rational and able to diversely refer to any type of problem-solving technique from a past experience, somehow I know I could hook in and conquer this negative character that I always dream, and am tormented by, and I could eliminate this negativity from my life.

Similarly, during a DMT trip a few months prior, I had another sense of familiarity with this damaging force (not the same archetype, but was born out of the same archetype) - I was looking face to face with a cosmic/constellation desert-snake, and the snake was opening its deep-space mouth to devour me/pierce my self with its infinite fangs/etc... Right as it was about to bite my self (in this sense, leaning more towards a Jungian self when I use the word,) I made a very conscious decision to "jump into" the snakes mouth. This proved to be the appropriate thing to do, as it in turn created a looping of the constellation snake opening its mouth so wide that the mouth completed a 360 around the head, so that I was jumping through this star-snake's loping of its own head. Now think about as I'd described the snake head as constellation-like, imagine those stars oscillating in a loop so much that the points of the constellation are less and less existing as a snake mouth, and the points begin creating a linear framework, which becomes architecture, which supports me, and being "inside" anywhere, supported no less, really strikes me as the exact opposite of being floating in the nothingness of space staring at a snake ready to devour my existence. (So yeah, if you ever see an interstellar snake during a deep tryptamine encounter just "elfing" jump, man - but back to my point...)


The reason I mention that trip is because I'd had some pretty deep baggage at the time surrounding my opiate use, and the thought I had, which allowed me to psychically will myself to even think of jumping into the snake was "Of course things are getting hairy, I have all this shit going on in my life right now, and didn't plan to address these with the snake. The snake's always here - but now I'm gonna have to deal with him head on. Welp, better jump right into this if you wanna get out alive."

I think that really, these figures are always present in our unconscious, and that what I did with the writing is opportunities to "hook into" these states of consciousness - so that they can be worked on with different levels of our consciousness (excuse me if I start to misuse conscious, unconscious, subconscious, etc..) I think that I was lucky to have had that "Of course..just jump in" thought was only because I had some type of hook in, and I was able to contextualize the snake beyond the immediate (which would have been the level of wonder, fear, twisting, infinity, etc..) and think about the situation with a much more practical, pragmatic part of my consciousness.

I think this destructive archetype is always going to be present in one way or the other - and I also think that its very easy to give in and allow this archetype to 'hide in the shadows,' so to speak. My guess is that I’m confronted with this character always at all times, and get precious few chances to acknowledge it, and you can't begin working on it//integrating or even know that you should look for "hooks in" it until you've acknowledged it.

I wonder if a psychoanalyst would refer to this as shadow boxing?

I want to be careful, in speak in “I” statements when I get these lofty ideas. Although I am playing around with a more universal type of think, as I stated earlier, I simply haven’t fleshed it out yet - ad there’s work to be done.

This weekend I’ll be kicking off a new chapter in my exploration of hyperspace, (and I’m excited - as it is my first time with the spice since I’ve been clean from opiates.) I’m hoping to bring this proposed system of integration into the experience, with my new clarity, I’m hoping to see what connections I am able to work through. We will see if it is successful.

In addition, at the end of October (the weekend of Halloween,), I am excited to say that I am attempting to recreate the original experience I had - (try not to think chasing the unobtainable glory of the first use, so much as a tributary breakthrough.) My friend who’d consumed MDMA with me throughout the evening of my first experience, (and tripped on his first DMT breakthrough immediately following mine,) in my first trip above. He will be visiting for the weekend, and we are planning to chemically recreate the experience with the MDMA and a DMT breakthrough at the height of a second peak (and potentially the low dose changa - I need to research its danger a little closer and do a cost/benefit analysis,) Who knows what will come of that, but I do look forward to it.

But its as if the stars are lining up for this new round of experimentation with DMT, like this is what I’m supposed to be doing. I was fortunate enough earlier in the week.

As I was waiting on arrival of my next stockpile of both changa and freebase, I decided it was time to invest in a proper pipe to strictly devote to DMT consumption. Of course I was looking at the glass vapor genie, but thought it best to sit on it for a few days (something I’ll usually do with purchases I’m on the fence about.) During this wait I went into a local headshop of the worst kind (think big dick pills and neon pucks of salvia next to glass cases filled with oil burners and nitrous cans and Pantera condoms and butterfly knives. This is not where you’d go to get your advanced hearthstone dab rig, this is where you get blunt wraps shaped like naked chicks.) In one of the cases I saw the Vapor Genie's aluminum bat, next to a bunch of junk metal pipes that get teenagers suspended form high school more than they are used for smoking.

I asked to see it, and the store owner said “you don’t want that - it’s broken, there’s no top part.” I pushed him to see how much it would be anyways, and said I liked the company and would figure out a way to make it work. This is simply the type of piece where nobody has ever come into has shop looking for a $60 aluminum vaporizer bat, and I got the feeling it had been in that case for some time.

“Ten bucks.”

“How about seven and I take this out of your shop right now instead of you throwing it away when I leave?”

“Deal."

So, it’s not a GVG - but the stars lined up a bit for me to have this vapor genie aluminum bat, and I’m fine with that. I emailed Vapor Genie (whose service I’m blown away by. Serious hat tip to Vapor Genie customer service.) I asked about their new liquid pad (how long it would last, if I should purchase a few, which liquid pad out of the two they stock would fit my bat, etc… Vapor Genie sent me a free liquid pad along with some screens pipe cleaners and stickers, just to try it out, and determine how quickly I went through the liquid pads for myself.

This weekend I plan to break it in during a hike. Does anyone have experience with this specific pipe? How about the liquid pad? (Do I want to heat it up for freebase, or just push the crystals right into the thin, thin wire?) Also - I’m working with both changa and freebase this weekend, and wondering what you guys think I should kick things off with for my first trip with a clear head? I could see the advantages of each, but wonder what you folks think? Changa seems like an easier breakthrough, which would ease me in, and let me savor it - whereas freebase might be the right way to really dive back in.

So, that’s it for now. If you made it this far I hope you enjoyed reading, and I look forward to learning what I can you each and every one of you, along with sharing whatever I can from my own experiences.

Hi Practicaluser, it's nice to have you here. That sounds like quite the experience! I remember when i first had a "breakthrough" or maybe just a more "active" experience with DMT/NMT (acacia confusa rootbark). The entities or whatever you may call them weren't necessarily friendly but not particularly unfriendly either. But i did once meet a particularly malicious entity that literally forced me to get up from laying down and run into the living room and wait until the effects were over (my dog came over to me and licked me alot out of concern but i was still tripping very hard and my dog was the weirdest thing i had ever seen; so much that it disturbed me). These molecules are some odd things aren't they? lol.

Also i did have some concerns about your post, you may have already been warned about it. But on the Nexus we do not allow talking of sourcing in any way shape or form and the only exception is when talking of live plants/cuttings or viable seeds. We actually encourage you to grow your own sacraments/plant teachers as well as extracting your own. We also do not believe it is ethical to sell DMT because simply it's a priceless experience and talking about sourcing on a public forum is also a security issue as well.

Please read the attitude, you can find it here in the following link https://wiki.dmt-nexus.me/Attitude_Page it's really good to become familiar with it, i've made mistakes before (sourcing legal botanicals, asking nexians to support a campaign i agree'd with) and i'm still sorta paying for it.

I wish you luck in getting promoted as well as having a good stay on the Nexus. Just please don't source and watch your language as well (if you can please avoid cursing on here).

Peace and love- JSK

And and P.S. it doesn't hurt to check out the health and safety section as well as the security section. Figured i'd edit that in.

Tanks so much for the input. I thought I was being respectful of the sourcing chat, and didn't think mentioning something to the effect of:

(1)"Two years ago I was offered DMT by a person"

or

(2)"I don't currently have DMT, but it will arrive shortly."

I wouldn't think either of those would qualify as "sourcing" in the standard use of the word, as it presumes there is some type of fiscal transaction occurring. Conversely, in either of these instances;

(1)Anecdotal story discussing how I came to try DMT, and was given it for free by a person. (I'd assume this is the vast majority of user's experience?)

(2)I am waiting for my DMT which is not in my possession, to be in my possession. (Unfortunately, roommates prevent me from having an adequate situation to make my own DMT, so I find myself waiting for it sometimes. It typically comes to me when I need it in my life, but I'm not discussing any trade/commerce/delivery/smuggling/etc...Simply putting it's status from "missing" to "coming soon".

In the interest of not ruffling any feathers, feel free to call out how I'm misunderstanding sourcing and, I'd be happy to edit the post, as well as modify how I'd consider drafting posts in the future.

Best,
practicaluser

Well mostly it was the MDMA actually. I would definitely edit any mentioning of sourcing (whether it occurred two years ago or not). But a MOD would be able to officially tell you whether or not it would be considered sourcing. Some MOD's will remove your thread or the area of sourcing and others will pm you and give you time to edit it yourself. Another thing is that i think it would still count as "mentioning of pending deliveries of drugs". The actual rules say:



Anyways, if you haven't already definitely become as familiar as you can with the attitude page. Even if you don't think you'd break any of the rules. Usually a few mistakes aren't going to affect your promotion as bad as consistent mistakes or failure to recognize a rule. Edit: Just don't source at all though, even if you think it's respectful. It's a rule, not a guideline. Just looking out for yeh buddy

Peace and love- JSK

Oh - if it was not clear, we were on MDMA prior to going to this guy's house. I included that information, as it's particularly relevant to the pre-flight anxiety associated with first time use, and would be a gaping hole in the story.

I'd never dug through the Introductions page too deeply prior to today, and have noticed a trend where most Intro posts get a harsher talking-to in terms of their language, topics, and references than in any of the other sections in the Nexus (which I'd spent more of my time reading previously,), so I'll make sure to keep the dialogue in pins and needles while I'm in the sub-forum. It makes sense - make sure the new guy isn't out of line.

But thank you again for looking out.

It's alright man, not saying that you're in any trouble. I'm not a MOD, just a fellow nexian lols. We're not really THAT strict, not ridiculously so at least. Like, i was just hoping to pass on advice that every new member should be aware of

Peace and love brother! -- Best wishes, JSK.

P.S. you should probably be fine, if a MOD is concerned they'll probably pm you (and i'm assuming you're fine cause usually MOD's catch stuff pretty quickly). But sometimes i see people sourcing and i've done it in the past regrettably.

I like your communication though! i think you'll fit in and contribute well.

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Thanks JSK!

Also, there were some lingering questions littered throughout my winding rant. Wondering if you had any take on them, one way or the other?

Hey great post, I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Also I like your take on the shadow archetype (negative entity, destructive force, snake). I like hearing how others muse on that question of evil and darkness.

And a beautiful trip report, btw, I was captivated.

Welcome to the Nexus.

Honestly i'm not very experienced lols. I'll consider in what ways i might be able to provide insight. Maybe i can find someone who had a similar experience or something. Give me a few days to give more consideration and to read over your report again. Do you have any "leads"?

That's OK. I'm not sure what you mean when you say "leads," to be perfectly honest. The questions I had weren't urgent or anything - so no need to find anyone with a similar experience, I suppose I was just trying to initiate a dialogue between us about my content beyond whether or not my post fell outside of the rulebook, that's all.

Hello and welcome to the Nexus!

Very fluent and coherent introduction, thank you for that! As for the rules, we try to stay away from alluding to any sort of sourcing (which does include buying/getting it from any sort of dealer) except for live seeds and plants. Also, a lot of people on here are very adamant about never selling DMT or acquiring it in such a manner. Most of the time it is just best to say something like, "I had some DMT and then..." Or something along those lines...



This is the only paragraph I would consider changing simply because of the mention of sources. Again, we try to stay away from where we got it. We just magically have it or have extracted it ourselves otherwise. It is an interesting rule and is there for good reason.

Anyway, enough with the rule quoting!

I really did enjoy your post, very relatable and well written. Unfortunately I do not have any experience with that specific type of vapor genie aluminum bat, so no advice there. Anyway, good luck with your next endeavor and be sure to let us know how it goes. I love a good experience report!

PEACE

Thanks for the insight. Very much valued.

Original post edited. Very excited to report more in the coming weeks!

' "I’ve been here” I think to myself.
Different lights create indication that my thought has been considered, and it’s a funny thought.
“of course you’ve been here."
“Remember this."
“You never remember, but you need to remember"
“Take it all in" '

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I had a similar experience. Everything felt familiar, like home. Like I had been there before. I have a bad memory and I love to poke at the idea that spirits move through all things and you reminded me of the idea that God or the Great Spirit or the Creator whathaveyou is always moving through different brains and cannot remember from one to the next. We build computers to help us remember things.

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"I think this destructive archetype is always going to be present in one way or the other - and I also think that its very easy to give in and allow this archetype to 'hide in the shadows,' so to speak. My guess is that I’m confronted with this character always at all times, and get precious few chances to acknowledge it, and you can't begin working on it//integrating or even know that you should look for "hooks in" it until you've acknowledged it.

I wonder if a psychoanalyst would refer to this as shadow boxing?"

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This is my favorite thing you wrote. I almost completely agree with you. It's like you pulled words right out of my mind. I am not good with words, I have a difficult time expressing myself. I'm visually oriented and reading comes as a challenge to me. I get hung up in context and perspective. I can't "see" the words all the time. I see the destructive archetype. The parts of ourselves that destroy others or destroy our selves. Death is inevitable. Either we kill our self, kill another, or die of "natural causes". Some die easy, some die hard. The deserving of this hard death, however, is beyond me. If you believe in God and that there is a creator, and you also believe there is a Destructor, Devil or Demon or Serpent if you will, I like to wonder what the Serpent is actually doing. Why does the serpent even exist? Why was it created? Why do these dark entities even exist within ourselves? Why do we fear things? Why do we need to fear things? Why do we need nerves to feel the pain of death? Why do we need to die? I have all of my own continuously evolving internal answers to these but instead of telling people my individual point of view, I prefer to propose the questions that lead to those answers. Give you the chance to seek the answers for yourself. Shadow Boxing. Love it. I like to shadow box with music and my imagination. You seem to like to do it with dreaming. I day dream a lot. My imagination is a crazy one. And you reminded me of a song from Fiona Apple - Shadowboxer. You're post spoke very loudly to me and I could not ignore it. Thank you for the elaborate description of your experience.