sorry for the long diaretic like post:

Are machine elves real or just a construct of our imagination? A question on every psychonauts lips.

The first time i encountered them my general conscensus was that they are so goddamned alien how can my imagination come up with something like that?????????? Like a cross between a mutoid krusty clown with a body like an undulating, expanding,fractalic,watery, watch spring. Each expansion of endless fractal images mutate and respond to any questions or information that needs imparting. At first i was a little freaked that my machine elves were so weird and alien, no fairies here. The first time i saw one i just thought "OMG what have i let myself in for? This entity is STRANGE!!!". They are also so very visually real and involving.

But as the days pass from each experience and the intensity fades for me like a dream i start to integrate how my mind could have been making sense of the psychedelic experience. Maybe putting the firing of my neurons or my bodily workings into a visual context . As a species we have come up with some imaginative stuff in the material world so why not these
very complex hallucinations?

I have read a lot of stories where people have accidently put too much spice in the pipe and the craziness that ensues. I accidently put too little in my vg and got hardly any open eye visuals but i was relaxed so i lay back and closed my eyes.

I saw a distant shadow of what i usually see (so far i always go to the same place) like i was going through the trip i usually have but from a distance. I could see the spinning, symbol infested pillar that first greets me, then the faint faces of the elves that are at the gateway of my breakthrough. I can hear the faint noise that i associate with their
chatter. When i came back from this experience i thought that perhaps i am just watching a psychedelic scene unfold and the size of the dose decides how immersed i become in this story, a story that quite possibly has no end.

When i take dmt sometimes the elves convince me to stop breathing and when i comply i go to a more extreme level of the trip which so far has been very rewarding and beautiful. I usually vape 20mg in one hit and that is my sweet spot,so far. On my last trip i decided to push the boat out and vaped 25mg of re-x ed spice. This time the elves were trying to convince me to stop my heart. As my slowing heartrate reverberated round hyperspace (i got it down to about 5bpm i think) i noticed that they were observing it in some sort of space dimension machine. As my heart slowed i felt that familiar feeling of being lifted and turned inside out, i knew that if i couild pull this off then.... boom ...ascendance.

well i must have panicked and decided that stopping my heart wasnt on the agenda this time and started to withdraw from the situation. It wasnt because i was necessarily untrustworthy of my elven pals, its just that stopping your heart goes against the natuaral survival instinct, i had the same situation the first time they tried to convince me to stop breathing. Each time i successfully comply in going against my natuaral instincts i transcend to another stage which, i guess leads me to conclude that death will be transcendent.

The funny thing was, that in my trip, as i decided that stopping my heart was not for me on this occasion , i looked up at a machine elf working away at a giant console and, as i withdrew from the situation, the very fabric of the machine elfs reality started to tare away from him. the poor fellow"s console started to evaporate and at the same time all the other elves started to jostle in front of me evolving into dragons, lizards,hydras and the like as if to say "don"t look over there mate! You really don"t want to see that! Look! wer"e machine elves we change into things were interesting! You really don"t want to concern yourself with whats going on behind us.

The only similar real world(??) feeling i have to this was when i was in hospital having my aorta reapaired and i recall, whilst in an induced coma, the same sense of panic from an exterior source while at the same time trying to re-assure me. Possibly the medical staff reacting to raised blood pressure and heart rate, panicking about bursting the stent/aorta?

I open my eyes and everything is still visually off the chart. i look at the cat, who is now a little jade dragon, and he yawns at me revealing a set of choppers to die for, particularly if you were a trans dimensional mouse.

This hyperspace situation could be translated in 2 ways,possibly more, no, most definitely more! But at the time of coming down i was convinced that that the illusion of the machine elves was a computer program illusion, that they had manipulated for me, maybe in order to make sense of what the hell is going on at a quantum level in my brain. Or something altogether otherworldly. Speculation. I!M no scientist. Then as i calm down and my sceptical mechanical brain takes over i translate it as having been a reaction to my
loss of courage in not stopping my heart which, in effect, can be translated as letting go and completely surrendering to the experience. This seems to be the key .

I have become used to my machine elves and there is now better communication between us and i am even quite fond of them. They can be a bit naughty with they"re monster metamorphosis impressions but usually i feel its just for my entertainment.
Maybe i"m Disneyfying them too much.

By the way if any medical experts can confirm for me that i am not literally going to die in hyperspace by stopping my heart please respond! (better safe than sorry eh?)

Great stuff hug...

Don't go too far on the negative bpm...we like having you around.

I say kick those elves in the machine nuts and stare at what you like..

hug46,

What a great experience report! Thank you so much for posting this! So evocative of both visions and feelings. So well written and edited - seemingly minor, but it does take time and I greatly appreciate it.

I have a questions for you as relating to your stopping your breathing and/or heart at the request of the machine elves? Do you have a sitter? Have you asked your sitter (if you have one) to watch/check your vitals while you are deep under?

The reason I ask is many times in hyperspace I had issues relating to not breathing or not having a heartbeat. Once I asked my sitter to thoroughly observe me the whole time. I came out of trance in an utter panic, yelling, "I was dying, I was fighting for life and gasping for breath the entire time." He looked confused and amazed and replied, "What? I watched you the entire time. You were fine. You looked like you were sleeping peacefully. Your breathing was so deep and regular and even and healthy looking. Your face was flushed. I could see your semi-rapid pulse in your neck," etc.etc.

We had a good, long, amazed conversation at how flimsy the connection between our perceptual equipment and consensual reality is. Just take a breakthrough dose in under 90 seconds and it's utterly vaporized (pun intended).

After I did this trip and others with my sitter closely watching me, I found that I panicked less and that when in hyperspace I could accept that a.) My body was healthy, left behind and would pull me back at the right time. Meanwhile, even if I'm not in it, it will fight hard to maintain life and heartbeat and breathe are very very high on that list. And, b.) Things like breath or heartbeat are not necessary to comfortably exist within hyperspace. When this truly sank in, I cannot even begin to explain how comforting it was.


I LOVED your description of your cat and the choppers to die for, especially if a hyperspace mouse.

This was a great experience report, very well written, ejoyable read, etc. I look forward to more, if you choose to journey in the future.

Thanks again.

Thoroughly entertaining I have yet to have a full out breakthrough, thought I did once, but upon further reading, I realized it wasn't quite. This report made me all the more curious to explore that realm. Thanks for the awesome read

thankyou for your kind replies

Cyb- my favoured BPM is around 70 although it does rise depending on what i am up to (or what music i listen too), i have been told by people in the medical proffession that i have a strong heart (the rest of my body leaves a bit to be desired but what can you do??? )

Pandora i don"t have a sitter as i live on my own in a small village in the middle of the country and my close friends are about 30 kilometres away (well anyone i would be willing to discuss this with). Sometimes i dread to think of being observed while away as usually at the onset my head flops over as i physically surrender, i imagine it may look like i have had a stroke or suchlike. The cat usually sits me. I wait til he is settled then lift off. But i have to say whenever i have had an OMG that was intense situation he is always there and woken up giving me a "what have you been doing??" cat look.

Usually when i come back i am relaxed , sometimes a bit tearful (tears of wonder) and always wonder why i had pre-flight nerves.
The heart stopping scenario was similar to the first stop breathing situation. When i came back my heart definitely was beating, i can tell you. I was more dissapointed that i fought it, as for me it seems to be part of the process of surrendering to the voyage and going a step further. However getting an exterior opinion on what i look like while away does appeal. But next time i am definitely going to try and stop my heart in hyperspace if asked.

I am also trying to stop smoking and have a pushbike in order to get a little more fit.

I shall be doing more without doubt but, although i am honeymooning, it still takes me a while to build up. Maybe if i was in my 20s i"d be at it every night .

Psygoblin all i can say is, go for gold, enjoy whatever it brings to you and if you ever get the fear, surrender body and mind. Also i close my eyes. In my limited experience i find with eyes open the visual stimulus distracts me from the job at hand.
I think my bete noir has always been letting go throughout my life. Its taken me a long time to become more at peace with myself but i"m getting there

Thanks for the wisdom Hug I've had a few really intense experiences with DMT, just not a full on breakthrough. It hasn't been so much my mind set, but technique problems. For the next go, we are making some changa with caapi leaf, that should get the job done.

"I think my bete noir has always been letting go throughout my life. Its taken me a long time to become more at peace with myself but i"m getting there"
I'm in about the same spot, I think a solid DMT breakthrough is going to give me some insight on the matter. I had one really good experience with it that opened my eyes quite a bit, thought it was a breakthrough at the time, but I have since learned otherwise.