This took place in early August of last year. There were several breakthroughs prior to this but this is the first that SWIM actually documented directly after the experience. What follows is a transcript from SWIMs journal...

Dose: around 30mg - 4 hits. Duration: 21 minutes 23 seconds until baseline return. Location: Bedroom. Low-Light.

I am left humbled and feeling futile. I witnessed entities. I shall give description of the entities before I attempt to describe the sights of where I was. The beings reminded me of bratty little girls. They were not, of course girls in any sense of the world. Their only human features were blonde pigtails. Their heads were globs placed at the end of their extremely long necks. These beings were not symmetrical as an entity I witnessed on a previous trip. The faces were filled with many eyes or some type of sensory organ, or at least that is what I perceived them as. The organs or eyes were all different sizes and all quite round. Their mouths were oval and fang filled. They were sticking their tongues out at me in a bratty manner.
These creatures had a personality. It is the first time I experienced or at the very least recognized a personality. The previous entity was symmetrical and methodical. Its face was a sea of calm as it slowly placed a kaleidoscopic ember in my forehead. These beings were all flicking me off and sticking their tongues out at me like snotty little girls. They also seemed to be wearing collared shirts underneath shimmering poodle skirt tops. Their actual forms were emaciated. I was flying through a crowd of them towards a city of sorts. An oval island with many structures. Every time I passed a "brat" I experienced a slow-down of time accompanied by the deep bass resonance that I hear during these time-shifts. I saw clearly that each one was extending a middle finger to me and this made react in much the same way as if I had just been flicked off by a child. I just grinned and continued flying towards the city. It finally hit me that "entities were just flicking me off and sticking out their tongues at me" which made me burst into laughter. This caused me to be sucked backwards to my room which was still altered. I sat nodding my head, smiling and thinking "what the hell?".

I've had similar experiences. It seems that when I start to think its funny, I return back.

Anyone else?

Hmm, if you think it's funny there might be a bit of remaining ego in the voyage, the laughter may serve as a reminder of that, and ground you.

I laughed just reading, so sounds like it would've been difficult to not have as the observer of this madness.