I’ve had a couple of interesting experiences with DMT freebase as well as a great experience with changa. During my first experience I perceived some Bardo type place and saw alien languages and symbols and it was massive for me at that time! I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Since then there have been a very consistent themes I would like to talk about. One is this circle that I seem to move up towards and break through. There are symbols on the outside of the circle. The other is this like bubbling oozing sensation of warm liquid coming from somewhere in my body. My sternum I think. I know that’s vague but it’s like as I fall back into a dmt flash and the simulated dying process this bubbling oozing warm liquid sensation occurs.

On a slightly different note during my last change experience I had the experience of being on this wheel lying down with these two entities on either side that seemed to be spinning these dials or something or manipulating some machinery in some sort of way. They were manipulating this machinery and this was the focus of this experience. After that I felt like a baby in a nursery after which I was reborn. However regarding this wheel, the entities and this machinery they are balancing; I found a Mckenna passage that seems to explain this experience in a way that resonates with me.

“ Well, then, what isit? What does 'strong' mean? What is a strong psychedelic? You know, it’s highly personal. Every psychedelic trip is. But what happens on DMT for a large number of people -- I mean, we don't have any statistics, but -- it is a completely confounding experience. I mean, you may have had the expectation, you might think if you had never had a psychedelic experience that it sort of begins like the Bach Bminor fugue, and goes from there as you rise into the realms of light and union with the deity or something like that. That's not what happens on DMT. What happens on DMT I referred to this morning: a troop of elves smashes down your front door, and rotates and balances the wheels on the after-death vehicle, present you with the bill and then depart. And it's completely paradigm shattering. I mean, you know, union with the white light you could handle. An invasion of your apartment by jeweled self-dribbling basketballs from hyperspace that are speaking demotic Greek is *not*something that you anticipated and could handle. Sometimes people say, 'Is DMT dangerous? It sounds so crazy. Is it dangerous?' The answer is, only if you fear death by astonishment.”

The relevant part is in bold.

Has anyone else had ‘after death vehicle type’ experiences or that of the oozing bubbling sensation I described?