So I went into hyperspace today with the basic intention set of wanting some life guidance (acknowledging with a smirk that they are not always the best with that). As has happened with many of my previous experiences, I am encountering a certain squirming entity whose company I have come to not want anything to do with. The way it "got" me this time, was that I should have essentially not tolerated its presence upon immediate detection. It uses an indirect method of approach as it multidimensionally teases its way closer.
It was getting so close, that I decided I just about had enough when I decided to let the throat chanting commence. Let me tell you all that I am quite disappointed that I did not record this one (I haven't recorded any of my throat chants from hyperspace). It's hard for me to convey the difference in quality, but all I can tell you is that when I'm connected to the energy of hyperspace (where "imminent danger" might also be a prerequisite for this effect), my vocal cords take on unique configurations that I cannot fake when sober. There are a variety of registers that are available to me in that state, as opposed to creating the sound without connection.
In this instance, the sound was so strong - a very energetic roar, flipping through the aforementioned special registers. I let loose in a long stream of vibration. When I was done, I closed my eyes, and against a rather dark background were very vibrant solid colors, more vibrant than I remember seeing in some time. I had come in looking for guidance, and I felt that much was fulfilled because when I opened my eyes, and energy was flowing throughout the room, and as the energy has the capability to autonomously move parts of my body, it was turning my head and fixing my gaze so that I was looking dead ahead at a framed picture of me with my niece. It was a message well received that I knew I have to spend more time with her, and try to be more affectionate and engaging.
To some degree I felt a warm sense of mockery in the air. I felt ok - not great, but ok - but I decided to do an auto-body scan, which is where I take my hands and move them close around my body from head to toe, trying to detect unwanted sticky energy. This energy accumulates on my body on points of contact with negative entities. As my hands made their way to around my throat, I could sense a large mass of warm, sticky energy. It sticks to my hands at this point as well. I calmly decide to spin around, load up the GVG with another good helping of DMT, and asked aloud for an energetic cleansing.
I turned on the audio recording function in my phone because if the growl was going to come out again, this time I wanted to be able to listen back to it later. I took two hits. I remember that the second hit was
hot! I held it in my lungs for quite a while, and the harshness was just not letting up, and so I violently coughed the rest out. I proceeded to clear what little was left in the GVG. I literally don't remember much about the second trip. I remember it was beautiful to some extent, but I don't really have much to say about it...
So why am I bothering to write this far then? Well after a few minutes of the experience, I went to scan my throat again, and the sticky energy was still there. I decided it was time to turn on the ole throat motor again...but am I glad I had the recording going this time because what came out of my mouth was unique, having never made this sound ever. It was a ferocious hiss. So incredibly visceral. With that connection to the energy, pure animalistic instinct takes over. It makes me feel like when animals make defense barks, growls, hisses, etc...at each other, that it might not be entirely voluntary even. The snarling was getting so intense that I had the sense of purging even though I did not puke. It made me cough up big wads of phlegm from deep down. I was disappointed to find that I did not have success in removing the fuzzy, sticky energy, so I stormed off to the bathroom, took of my shirt, and proceeded to wash my hands, face and neck.
When I looked myself in the mirror, I just had a look of sheer anger on my face that just wasn't going away. Now that I'm not connected anymore, I cannot say if it is still there, but I would guess it probably is. It's ok. I'll live. What I walked away with however is the very interesting recording I made that is over 12 minutes in length. Most of it is dead air. I still need to edit the clip down to only where the hissing begins, and clip off the end too, and then get it up somewhere to host, so I can link it here. I just wanted to write this all up first while it's fresh in my mind. Recording coming soon!
"Science without religion is lame. Religion without science is blind" - Albert Einstein
"The Mighty One appears, the horizon shines. Atum appears on the smell of his censing, the Sunshine- god has risen in the sky, the Mansion of the pyramidion is in joy and all its inmates are assembled, a voice calls out within the shrine, shouting reverberates around the Netherworld." - Egyptian Book of the Dead
"Man fears time, but time fears the Pyramids" - 9th century Arab proverb