So I've had some pretty strange trips lately (hehe, DMT) with a fairly common thread through a few of them. I've had a few lately where I watched these wisp-like entities playing hide and seek behind and in between layers of visuals, and showing me how they move around their version of space. These entities seem playful and mischievous, and at the end of the trip I find I've had fun with them, but that's about it.

The entities that are currently stuck in my mind though, I call the surgeons of hyperspace. I've had about three contacts with them so far, and after this last contact today, they've got me a bit frightened.

A little bit of background: I've recently decided I need to see a dentist because I haven't been for a checkup in a few years. I still haven't gotten round to it, and I think this has inspired my contact with these entities.

The first contact was when I vaped about 20mg (eyeballed). After vaping I flew up into the visuals in a lightning bolt and found myself undergoing a rapid succession of different surgeries, the most prominent of which took place in something like a dentist's surgery (bright lights and all). Funny thing about this was that this particular room was the mental surgery room. I have no idea what they did, but it felt like they were doing a good job

The second time was on about 15mg (eyeballed) I encountered the same entities, this time in what seemed like a dodgy alley, and they proceeded to hammer at my teeth quite violently. I couldn't tell whether they were fixing my teeth or destroying them?

After a few lighthearted trips playing hide and seek, I decided I was ready to try a slightly higher dose. So I weighed out a 30mg dose and loaded it into my pipe. I managed to get all of it in a single massive inhalation, and when I lay down it hurt to hold my breath, so I let it out.

As soon as I exhaled, it hit me so hard that I clenched my teeth so hard that a few of my teeth broke into pieces. I noticed the pieces of my teeth floating around in my mouth and the taste of blood on my tongue. Then the surgeons appeared and they just pointed out: "Hey, your teeth are broken. Your teeth are bleeding" in a very nonchalant way. Well, I didn't know what the hell to do. I was balls deep in a trip stronger than anything I'd ever experienced and I had to find a way to spit out the fragments of teeth so I didn't choke on them. The entities just stood there making casual remarks about how messed up my teeth are, and I was just...so frightened. Slowly, as the trip wore off, I started to realise that my teeth weren't broken at all. They weren't even chipped. The surgeons of hyperspace had planted that excessively vivid hallucination inside my mind. I looked around to accuse them of assholism but they were gone.

Good news: my teeth are okay! But those surgeons are so freaky.

Anyone had something like this?

I had this hallucination that a sack exploded in my brain carrying dmt and that it bled through my brain. And felt my bones and teeth very painfully . I think it was a lesson learned. Maybe not to abuse it or force things because it can get pretty intense. So I learned. I noticed a light-beam deforming into a laserpoint that scanned my body.

I've had sensations during a mushroom trip in a kind of bad trip sawblades in my tummy which felt very good afterwards. I didn't notice a surgeon Perfectly fine it was pretty great.

I would get the sensation like my teeth were intersecting in impossible or inavoidable ways or like an extra tooth had somehow grown in. It was not a common occurrence, but it did happen once or twice.

The first and only time that I've taken an eighth of shrooms I had entities or gods trying to open up my body and poor a strange liquid into it. It felt quite of negative too, but I think I was just pretty scared.

Also for some reason on salvia I constantly feel that there are semi-robotic creatures inside of my body, either operating my body, or fixing/healing my body. This has been a recurring theme for me with Salvia, but unlike the Shroom experience this feels a lot more comfortable.

Years ago i had a trip once where it was like i was in a dentist office..In the same chair that dentists use, with my head tilted backwards...but someone was working on my head, doing some sort of surgery, or so I thought.

years ago I had a couple experiences where i would encounter what I called ''The cleaning team'' They were little green guys, i mean very very little. Kind of red blood cell shaped, circular, with arms and legs and huge eyes (for the size of the body). They would carry out various cleaning procedures on me, all of which I didnt understand. My girlfriend at the time encountered them at one point also, but they were a different color, blue, if I remember correctly.

Also years ago I had a trip where I was smoking changa on the dance floor at a psy trance event. Everything transformed, I was blasted out of my body, kind of like the common imagery where ufo pull people up in a beam of light or something. So I blasted out of my body ''up'', but I still had an etheral body, into a multidimensional space ship where there were lots of kids. I was just standing there while a couple of the kids did some work on various parts of my ''body''. I then transported to the next festival. I remember thinking...wait, I don't have all my stuff...lol....oh well....Then I found myself back in my body. At that time, the whole scene had changed and a new artist was playing...I started dancing wildly as I always do

I dont really have any encounters with surgery or cleaning any more with other entities. I dont trust them!!! So i've sort of tried to stay clear of entities. when i need to clean (and I do alot), I do it myself. I dont want any internal interference any more. In fact, i'm trying to empty myself completely. (for reasons I wont go into here)

Thanks for reminding me about one of my trips a long time ago! It was sort of like yours. I smoked some acacia dmt/nmt and had this blob like entity hovering over me...This is with my eyes closed in hyperspace. So this orange, blob like entity was secreting a liquid that drained into me from above somehow, and then down into my saliva, which I swallowed. It was a very sweet substance, somewhat energizing. I couldn't figure it out until one day I read about amrita(sp?) and the similarities were tremendous

Did it seem like something actively did it to you, or just a strange phenomenon?

I haven't actually seen these entities, or at least not that I can remember. I kinda just feel them there.



The other entities I've encountered were friendly, but these surgeons are becoming a little too creepy for me How do you go about avoiding these entities? I've heard people mentioning navigating around that space, but I've not figured that out yet. I just buckle up and hold on for the ride.

I actually remember now that while I was coming down from this last trip, I thought to myself "Why would anyone want to take this drug? WHY?! This is just insane!"

We are such weirdos

Ok I must not be close to finishing off 25 mg in a bong as this is way more intense than what I've encountered.

Totally! I've had the same sort of thing happen numerous (> 20) times, though usually I think I'm dying some gruesome death. It seems like they are testing me, throwing me into some terrible situation to see how I react, and perhaps to purge me of any ego.

For example, I've had:
gunshot goes off outside and randomly enters the room, hitting and killing me.
front of the house explodes, destroys my head, brain hanging out, hands blown off.
group of entities run into my room, rob me, dry hump me, and then run off.
heart failure.
police bust in and arrest me while tripping (hold on guys I'll be normal in a few minutes!).

Usually it's quite a shock at first but eventually you come to recognize the feeling and go "ah, this again…". It's always like the scenario is "X happens just as you smoked DMT, you're dead now". Usually there is a lesson to be learned from these sorts of things.

I wonder if the frequency of tooth-related hallucinations has anything to do with the fact that many people get dreams in which their teeth are loose, falling out, or otherwise distorted in some way.

Blessings
~ND

For me the goal is to ''find'' the source inside myself...Some people call it the Unity, some people call it The one...God...etc.... I see entities as distractions of varying degrees. So I have set my intentions in my daily life to do my best to stay away from distractions, and it works very well.

The bones are like our deepest parts it could really be a ego thing and the deepest layers of our ego being our bones and I include the teeth. Those are hard to shed away from us. I don't think these surgeons are particularly evil but you can't be sure.

Seems very much like dream teeth falling out. And sleep paralysis.

I've been thinking about the teeth experience more and more, and as I play around with my jaw, I begin to remember what is most likely to have happened. I think that my lower jaw was pushed over sideways. The teeth can hinge on each other at a certain angle. This leaves one of the teeth that's typically further back in the mouth "front and center." My tongue would then feel a small rounded polished tooth in front instead of the flat incisors. The synesthesia would create a visual artifact out of the perception - one that was small, round, white and polished. The synesthesia adds to the confusion of what exactly it is I would have been perceiving.

holy shit! interesting. i'll keep that in mind

Interesting, I remember one visit to a dentist in a different city (when I was a student) and he complained continuously about my teeth worn off so much and how they were in such bad shape.
That made such deep impressions and negative feelings about myself during that 5 minutes that I still can remember it vividly after 15 years.
Also I have the dreams of teeth falling out, once a year I guess.

I've experienced the surgeons too..
One day in particular I had an one of my first truly visual experiences with DMT..
Before this they had been mostly "feeling" based experiences..

I vaped about 20mg in my gvg and lay down on my bed. Within seconds I was aboard some kind of spaceship looking thing. I remember the sense of space in the ship, the weird colours.
It was a rounded shape, spacious and clean. Bright and colourful. It was kind of beautiful in a way.
I was laying on some kind of table, and I had a sense of beings around me although I could not see them. I distinctly recall the sense that they were entirely indifferent toward me.
Neither hostile nor friendly.

It was reminiscent of earlier journeys I'd had, before my dmt experiences became marginally clearer.
The sense of being on the table, beings around me. Those journeys were like I was semi conscious in that place, trying to wake up.. But this one was crystal clear! All my personal issues were laid out in front of me and I received some amazing insights into my current life situations.
All the while this was happening, I could feel the surgeons working on me. In my head..
I had recently gained the ability to talk to entities I encounter, so I asked them..
"What are you doing?". One of them seemed to reply "Just let us do our job".
So I just chilled till I came back down. It was in no way a negative experience, but at the same time it is a bit weird how the surgeons are so indifferent.

Weirder still how we have such similar experiences with the spice!

Great report.would you imagine that what you were shown could be a warning that unless you face going to dentist there's a good possibility that the "jaw clenching" could happen one day?. If you brave enough for hyperspace, you can do the dentist my friend no worries! Once your in that chair it's happening. You will wonder why you worried. Safe travels either way.

Thanks everyone for the replies, I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one with disturbing physical transformations on DMT. After this trip I've viewed DMT (and tripping in general) in a much more serious light. I'm worried that this particular experience has changed my view of psychedelics to a point where I can't face tripping for fear of, well, fearing the experience.



Thanks for the positive words! I do believe that the experience was a manifestation of my conscious realisation that it is time to see the dentist. I'm not afraid of the dentist, I'm afraid of the bill