This is so far the most bizarre phenomena I've run across. I have searched around and found only one reference that was second hand to a particular physical sensation that's been gradually becoming more apparent in my last 4 experiences.

It feels like beads, about size of a BB dropping onto my body similar to the feeling of rain except that every single one lands and bounces 3 or 4 times before coming to a rest. Usually they land on my chest and face and once my mouth was filled with what felt like hundreds, obstructing my breathing, while I had the weight of something like thousands on my chest.

The first few times I experienced this I wasn't sure if I actually had because it was only about 4 or 5 so it was easy to dismiss. However my last 2 experiences were much more centred around these beads and shared a few similarities, that are also new to me. First being a feeling of the presence of people, or something, as I cannot see them, standing over me. I feel as though I am being zeroed in on and there is a brief target like geometric shape. A womans voice then says something to the effect of "aaand he's here" Followed by "There you go" which is repeated with every bead I feel. This phrase repeats faster and faster to the point of it sounding like only the word "go" is being said in high speed, as they begin to rain down on my body by the dozens if not hundreds. All the while, repeating, there are 2 parts of an oscillating tone, first going up, followed by about a second long break, then down, repeated. In between the tones I hear beeps that remind me of a something like a hospital environment.

My initial impression is that a point is trying to be proven with gifts(that I amusingly interpreted as elf poop once) to help me grasp a particular aspect of the experience. It feels both silly, serious, and loving but it baffles me to no end.

I have only recently started seriously exploring this space so I am still in the process of navigating the experience in a way that allows me to take in what I am being shown as thoroughly as possible. I have thought that I might be able to physically handle these beads while they are there, however actually doing any such movements has not been possible. I was unaware that DMT was known for such physical effects so this has really taken me by surprise and given another dimension to the experience to admire and ponder.

...perhaps the 'gone thus such' pour rains of happy purge jewels on STFU&LOVE as a sign of relief (ahaha -- he made it)... or....(if you see this: you did right) a more serious accusation would be: (someone be) feeding the pearls to the swine..., perhaps one should reject both of these space toffee interpretations (floating parasols,victory banners, floating damaroos, rains of flowers & jewels, pearls & incense...etc) they may be just another of these happy tests, but we don't know STFU&LOVE's youniverse for sure...

So let me get this straight.. I came here because Terence Mckenna said it would show me the goods. I did it. I got the goods just like he said. Then I thought about it and realized, I have no freaking clue what the goods are and in the end, I didn't even get to keep the goods! But now am I to understand that basically the goods are whatever I want them to be? Or still yet, maybe nothing at all!?

At least that puts into doubt, my cosmic "money shot" theory. I can imagine that somewhere in hyperspace, little tykes are transforming to geometric discs of the night I made one of my more questionable decisions and on top of that, swallowed so I could breath again.

I'm very well aware of the potential of the possible.. Get this.. I noticed an new hard little lump on my side towards my back just a bit ago, that feels like a BB under my skin. No joke, I'm sure its unrelated, but I still feel compelled to have a friend cut it out. I will report back later if anything interesting occurs.

My youneverse? If I was a verse it would probably go something like, my youniverse is yourniverse is herniverse(great word!) and ourniverse, despite differing opinions, is no different from theyreniverse, and could be compatible after some compromises and acceptence, then make up unisex, leading up to giving birth to outheyreniverse, which should lead us right on out there to infinity or whatever it is that supposed to happen then.

I NEED more of this music. Enjoy the beadniverse.


edit: wait.. you wear ALL of those? at one time? That would be fantastic!

..we like your verses, perhaps the space ppl did like'em too.
We once knew a punjabi guy whose body was covered with lipoma. These were harmless and he looked completely normal. A very, very funny guy, always singing. Some genetic cause...?

edit: Yes we wear them all at once, but we do take the large glass red ones off at night -- they get entangled in our beard and 'bite' us.

With all of this bead talk and after seeing that glorious mass of color, it has got me looking at my own... Black cats eyes and obsidian. I suppose I've come out from a pretty dark place and never want to forget as long as remembering is a thing. However at this point, to span the entire spectrum seems almost common sense. Thank you. Throwing an art party this weekend and I think I know my project now

And then there's the Huichol bead art I was just introduced to by a new friend...

I sort of get the feeling I'm in the right place at the right time.

Have you tried asking them why the beads? I was hung up for awhile on some crazy language rhymes, and they were welcoming me but I couldn't get past it. After a deep journey I was presented a spiritual conversation with an entity in the sky, open eyed beautiful experience. It was the only time I've sensed a male entity who was interested in interacting directly, so it was very unusual to me. I asked why the rhyming, and he said "it's just what the do, they're happy to see you" and I asked what does it mean and he said "it's just nonsense, it's how they show you they're happy.

Since then it's been much easier to set the "noise" aside, or not get hung up on focusing on it. But it's always there in some way it seems.

Just re-member-ed something: the hippies used to be call the strung full spectrum colour array beads: 'Love Beads'.

...is is in ma veins veins (inside) such a colour teacher...

SinysterKyd: I have yet to be aware of my own capacity to do so during the experience.. At least so far I have been mostly compelled to simply watch. I hadn't really considered it so thank you for suggesting and maybe now that its in my mind to try that it will come easier to do.

Intezam: I feel that. Whether the beads have come from hyperspace or a some colorful human smiling away while the bass is pounding, in the end love is all I was feeling.

bump what woundrous colourization names (poor little we all have)

search for throat marble

Thanks, somehow I overlooked that in the lexicon. I have experienced that before and while the one experience where they filled my mouth does sound similar to some peoples descriptions, as I had said this sensation has more often not been associated with my mouth or throat. After digging through old threads I understand now though that physical sensations such as this are not uncommon at all.

I experienced another bit of syncronicity involving these experiences that I should share for the sake of completion.

I went back to the park today that I had my first "raining beads" experience. I decided to go over to my spot, along the way still pondering the whole thing and feeling some sort of need to look around where it happened since it was dark when I was there last time. Even I thought it was kind of silly fantasizing about finding physical artefacts of some kind.

Walking up I see shining from the sun and surrounding the bench that I dosed on were several dozens of translucent bright green BBs. While I feel certain they are most likely ammo for an airsoft gun or something like it, this is easily one of the more dumbfounding coincidences I've experienced. Syncronistic as it gets. Oddly enough they were only to be found around this bench. And of course I gathered them up and am currently drilling holes in them to string and wear.

I'm sure just about everyone on this forum has pondered coincidence/syncronicity pretty thoroughly at some point and I've spent the better part of the day doing so once again. I like to remain rational in finding an understanding when it comes to some of these more unexplainable events and while I feel certain all of this is in fact coincidence, I cant help but wonder what my role was in it all.

Clearly I initiated the sequence events I am experiencing and have been the sole observer of my own role in it all, however how integral is the role of whatever it was that covered me in those beads? Did some kid become more likely to spill all of his glowing green jewel looking ammo right on that very same spot because of my experience, or was it always going to happen? Also is coincidence/syncronicity possibly a method of exchanging actual physical manifestations from whatever hyperspace is to here? People often say such occurrences are the universe talking to us. All of this really brought that idea home. Regardless of the answers, this entire experience has really heightened my awareness of the interconnectedness of every little thing and I'm charmed to no end by it all. Even by the hilariously ironic humour of it all. Ammo!? That's dark comedy.

..there is always some sort of understanding, but maybe not a rational one. It was good that you picked up those BBs - these can cause serious problems if swallowed up by the bird people, specially if near a park bench (..this is were they be ravenously looking for ̶f̶̶o̶̶o̶̶d̶ love ̶s̶̶c̶̶r̶̶a̶̶p̶̶s̶ zakat after a shivering and rainy/windy night ̶i̶̶n̶̶ ̶̶t̶̶h̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶B̶̶ø̶̶r̶̶g̶̶'s̶̶ ̶̶a̶̶s̶̶y̶̶l̶̶u̶̶m̶̶ ̶̶t̶̶r̶̶e̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶a̶̶s̶̶s̶̶e̶̶m̶̶b̶̶l̶̶y̶) and they are not the only ones.
Thank you