I've had a similar experience where i was told a reptilian Being was hijacking my consciousness. I just became super conscious and observed it as a thought form and came to realise how through our ideologies we can create experiences such as the latter.

If you start to get into Angels, then you're also creating demons. If you get into heaven, then you're also creating hell. That is the nature of reality, to have opposites, you've just got to learn to go back to the one which was split into two so that you don't get caught up in these dualistic realities.

Is that even possible? Or does going back via the only way we know how, going forward, create a new split?

Not-heaven/hell or heaven/hell etc.

Dual/non-dual hurts my brain. I prefer plurality - All states existing simultaneously, makes for better surfing

Yeah - some of the entities (like the deities) can be like blessings to encounter, but overall the entity component to the experience is really what complicates things for this experience. If there were no entities in hyperspace, I would probably have been in there every day for the past 5 years. This runs entirely contrary to my experiences with 5-MeO DMT, where I have yet to see any entities, and where the anxiety and weirdness is primarily a result not of entities, but of sheer power and intensity.

For myself, the primary issue has become which things to trust. If I make touch-contact with a negative entities, it creates a succubus effect, depositing a sticky energy at the point of contact. It is like the draining of (especially positive) emotion. So regardless in any belief of how that interaction may affect luck or karma, it is to be avoided to subvert the immediate consequence of the emotion vacuum effect. The most effective strategy that has yet to fail me is my throat chanting (taught to me by an entity). Pretty much so long as I do it, the air sets pretty merrily afterwards.

The problem is that sometimes entities can be ambiguous. They draw near, and can be part beautiful/part ugly, and the question becomes whether to open my mouth or not. Last night I vaped a good helping of DMT, and I had precisely that kind of interaction. This entity, who I've seen a number of times, was getting close up, but it could kind of separate from itself, making it appear kind of ugly. In general, it is the ugly ones that give me trouble. I had to issue a lot of restraint, but I allowed the experience to complete its cycle, and I was rewarded with waves of euphoria and a sense of a reset (the clearest of indicators that a negative interaction did not take place). It is my hope that by having let that interaction finally take place (having growled at it several times in the past), that I can move on in my experiences, and not keep on getting blockaded by this ambiguous entity.

I’m not so sure, the theme does seem to occur frequently in various world myths. it’s strange that you should ask that, though, because the night before I posted in this thread, I was flipping through two different books at random. One was “I Am That” by Nisagardatta Maharaja, and the other was a collection of works by Jorge Luis Borges.

I stopped at random and read from I Am That and quite enjoyed what i read:



Then, I read this form Borges




Both of them had a profound impact on me, I had been thinking about both passages constantly since then, then you ask me something similar. I'm on the fence about it, i think. I can't say for sure that the world is an illusion. I have a tendency to not believe what spiritual traditions teach, be it christian, buddhist, hindu, etc. I find a lot of things i learn form them fascinating, but its hard when someone or some ideal claims to own stake at knowing complete truth. The one thing i do know is that this reality is very, very strange indeed. Synchronicites seem to abound in my life and very strange ways. A bit off topic and not very interesting, but here are a few:


Around the time all this was happening, my wife was pregnant with my first daughter. We were going through some difficult times and decided to split up. She moved across the country. I was watching a foreign movie whose name i can no longer recall, but it was about a couple having a difficult marriage. The man in the movie had a deep resentment to his father for not being there in his childhood, he had strong words for him, ill feelings, lots of negative consequences, etc. It spoke to me on a really deep level, and i decided to attempt to work things out and definitely to be there for my child.


Fast forward to very recently, my wife and i decided to split up (again, ha). We decided that divorce was the best option for both parties. Later that day I was watching the simpsons with my children. The episode was the one where milhouse and his family attend a party, the end result of which was his parents deciding to get a divorce. It didn't end there, though, the sleezy motel that milhouses' father was staying at was called "the casanova inn". My last name is casanova. ha! its occurrences such as these that make me suspect the universe is a big illusion, or at least has quite the sense of humor...

Doc and global, it's crazy that the two of you had such similar, bizarre experiences. The mystery of DMT will never cease to amaze me.

It's not something that can be forced, but to believe it is very, very liberating and will set you free. I personally cannot be upset that I believe this isn't real because what is to be upset about?
It's just my opinion but I see a lot of people questioning reality especially in regards to DMT, which can cause distress. Again purely my opinion but we see something there, it is the trying to hold onto what we know that causes tension, once we accept the fact the there is no purpose/meaning to anything we do the conflict dissipates.

'I Am That', looks like a fantastic book and it is now on my reading list, thank you friend

Dreamoar, I frakking love you.

DMT is an incredibly powerful substance, and us humans have a tendency to underestimate our substances or otherwise make mistakes in dosing. For instance my rabbit has a friend who tried DMT at one point in his life, but it was just too much for him and overwhelmed him. He didn't like the experience.

Conversely, when my rabbit was first getting into DMT (in the form of enhanced leaf), he tried it one night with harmala for the first time. Not thinking much about it, he ended up taking 3 fairly large hits and ended up waaay far beyond this realm for the next couple hours. If the rabbit wasn't a fairly adept psychonaut, this experience would likely have made him call it quits as well.

In such instances, the rabbit finds the best solution is to shut anything unnecessary off (fans, etc.), and focus on the serenity around him. The world is asleep, quiet. Calm. Everything at peace. If he can tell himself that, he can avoid a downward spiral and calm his mind down to the point of enjoying the rest of the experience. I hope that if others read this tip, it helps them too.

In response to the OP:

Things in this reality got too weird. Things happened that were beyond conceivable coincidence. This distortion of my reality became disheveling so I've been on a long break except for one intermediate experience.

This interruption in my vacation from DMT was quite nice. I was plastered drunk and put on Paul Simon's Graceland album. It was a low dose and I reveled in love for the people around me. I apologized for things I had done and forgave myself.

The thought of smoking DMT makes me nervous but the calling to give it another whirl is getting stronger.

Great thread. Embrace the weirdness! JBS Haldane(British enzymologist):"It's not just strange, but stranger than we can imagine". Aren't we fortunate to have the tools and the daring to peel back the, strangeness veil? It seems each experience expands our capacity to, imagine the strangeness.

Doc Buxin sagely referenced the, "flimsy, thin veneer", consensus reality seems to be when our perception is enhanced/informed by the "tools". Oft times, when deep in the mystic state billows, the one dimensionality/superficiality, of default state reality seems laughably obvious/transparent/translucent.

In my experience, typically as one launches into OR re-enters from, the mystic state, the groundedness/familiarity/security of mundane, consensus reality is recognized as a sacred, safe space/home base, perspective. It is when we are mightily rocked on the stormy seas of psychedelia, that we are shown/reminded of the giftedness of our "ordinary" perspective. It is this ordinary state, mundane as it seems, that gives us an anchor/mooring amidst the "screaming abyss", whence we came and shall return, indeed, never having left.

To me, at least, it is this relatively calm, hurricane hole perspective from which we peek out onto the seething, reality generating firmament, that is the ODDEST. The crazy thought loops, eternal deaths-rebirths, mind boggling entities...etc, experienced when ones IDEA of oneself is "forgotten", seem weird ONLY in contrast to the safe port of consensus perspective we generally call home. A deeply mysterious gift granted us, moment to moment, by/through??? The, MYSTERIUM TREMENDUM!

There is no "seafaring" without the "portage". Safe journeys.

Peace

It's like the rational mind is just this little music box, and outside of those little wind up gears and levers is a whole world full of, well, everything else.

DMT thinks I am weird.