I had a similar experience on my first DMT journey. After taking three deep hits I thought I had to vomit and that my heart is about to stop. Suddenly an elderly woman (looked like some kind of shaman) stood next to me. She observed me for a few minutes and I felt protected by her.
On my last occasion on IM'd psilacetin she appeared again and tried to hand me a bowel with a liquid in it.
@blondin
Totally understand the laughter, happens to me most of the time too.
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