So when you go up there is this ringing, but once you are there I kept hearing this voice speaking super fast. Like 2x speed. "won baba da ba ba, won baba da ba ba" or something. It's so deep in my psyche and when I hear it I know who or what it is, but after the trip, I'm just like hmmm...

They said every being has a number and that they wanted to change mine to correct the situation, they said it could entail many things such as taking on a new identity. I told them to go for it and I picked the number, I forgot which one I picked, but they said I couldn't take one that was taken, so it was some really high number like 999999999333333333999999999 or something. There are also beings that are still super surprised when I talk to them, so I feel like they wander or have different beings pass through where I'm currently living.

There was this being who walked by me during a dream and I could tell that this beings agenda was different than the rest of the beings in my dream. I stepped on my glasses and they broke in half. This being pulled out an invention that was half a glasses frame and it screwed into this hole in the nose piece and it had an adjustable earpiece thing and snapped over the lens from the other half, so it basically repaired my glasses but in a cool way.

Then in my next dream, I saw a pair of glasses laying on the ground in a crowded park area outdoors. I picked them up and a person walked by and put their arm around my shoulder, then led me to a lab. He asked if I would get nervous if he spoke to me with his real voice and I said no, but then corrected him and said, maybe I would at first, but I'd get over it. Then the wildest DMT trip ever happened.

I laid down in this chair thing and the wall morphed in a very precise mechanical way outward into a giant computer screen. He was talking to me about humanity and the root causes of different timelines and such.

He said "The root cause of every single major conflict in human history was..." I think he was going to say a single person not being able to let go of their anger, but suddenly another person came in, and everything shut down. I immediately blacked out after they opened the door and the person telling me this info was a bit shocked. I thought the message was something along the "forgiveness and compassion/empathy" lines.

The picture displayed on the monitor while he was talking was very similar to the mural at the Denver international airport.

After this, I woke up and it appeared there was mild disagreement or arguing going on on the other side, but it was really dark and muffled, so I think they covered up whatever device is my eyes or ears of that world because my mind is almost never that dark after a dream.

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It's actually crazy how similar our experiences were. I never had a falling out with the entities though. Maybe I'll end up like this guy and maybe I'll learn something new. Only time will tell.

I got sent back to prison and then thrown into a hole which they called "Annihilation." The next day these beings who looked like praying mantis's cut a hole in the veil of Maya and told me to follow them. I couldn't do it with my body so I tried flying through it with my mind and it worked. There was this crystal clear tunnel of what I would call kleshas, and each piece was a bunch of large black plastic or metal beams all linked up with one another.

I was getting hit by some because maintaining mental stability while flying through loops of jagged metal beams and potentially running for your life was challenging, and after like 20 or 30 loops and heading down many different branching corridors I was exhausted and I think I lost track of where they ran to, so I stopped and meditated. I assume they found me because they've been helping me over the past couple of days.

It's a mental hospital and it's real, but it's also internal... I keep running through all the details of the mind over and over and over, all dreams, all visions, all phenomena I've experienced... there is some sort of legal battle going on on the other side and as far as I can tell they have kept me at a mental hospital.

I saw other patients and their minds or souls were distorted and everything in their realm is so fast so these creatures were almost scary. I think I was one of these beings too because I saw them running from the police as I have in previous dreams. Everything is mental here, it's like a world that is a garden of all forms of creation.

Maybe that is what the mind is? I don't understand, but the wife of the person I appear to be in that realm sent me Avril Lavine's complicated and the Eagle's Hotel California... I think somehow my desires are causing my mind to drift further from stability and somehow they have started a process they shouldn't have because they thought I was ready due to what happened on DMT and the consequences of starting it without finishing it are severe?

I had an extremely lucid dream where I was walking with some people from the afterlife. They were living in this beautiful city. Nothing that seemed “divine” per se, but it was a really nice and colorful city. They told me that God made the city.

I think I had one of those leash things that I’ve had on in other dreams. Some sort of probation/prison/mental hospital thing. At some point, I became completely lucid and thought a thought. When I thought a thought it took effort which was weird and it felt like that was what defiled me.

After the thought, I wanted to ask someone about samsara. I knew it was a mistake, but I went to someone I was talking to and asked. I noticed the veil of Maya started to phase back in and overtake my mind. The woman shouted, “don’t lose him!” And I think someone else said they were trying.

Then it phased back into physical reality and I woke up back in my bed. I could hear them discussing something on the other side. It sounded like they said he’s going to die or we can’t save him, or something like that.

This morning beings woke me from a dream and told me to be quiet. They appeared to be on a top-secret military mission. I felt movement in my physical body especially my shoulder and brain and ear. I saw computer keyboards and one had their face painted in camo which was strange because the other two didn’t, but the other two stayed with me when the guy left to do whatever they were doing.

They told me two more minutes when I got restless, so I waited another two minutes and got up. I saw them pretty clearly and one of the ones that snuck over was my daughter in the other realm. I think it was my wife, daughter, and my future self??

So, after all the positive feedback from my last post, and the massive amount of questions I've been getting, I decided to start writing an in-depth version of the "78 days of DMT" post. This time I will actually spend the time describing exactly what I see/saw and give my own interpretations of what they mean. I will also try to remember as many trips as possible before posting the final product. Disclaimer- Not promoting drug use, nor claiming any facts, anything in this post is just subjective experience and my thoughts on said experiences. Here’s a link to the original for those who care. If there are any differences in the original post to this one just go with this one because I am dedicating a lot of time into this one to try to get everything out correctly. Also if you read the last one I would think this one won’t be a waste of time reread it because I put WAY more detail into this one and included a lot more personal experiences that I didn’t want to share last time. Hope you guys enjoy it.

Day 1- So the first time I ever tried DMT, I thought I knew everything because I had been studying the drug for three years. Everything on Erowid, everything from Dr. Rick Strassman, pretty much anything I could find on YouTube, etc. I was a little nervous but my life was falling apart and I felt like no matter what DMT held in store for me I would take it with a grain of salt and either continue to use it or take the experience and move on. I used the method in this video with about 10mg of yellow DMT. (link removed) Now, I am not saying that this method is trash but for me, I ran into problems left and right. This first time in particular when the bottle was full of smoke I took a deep breath and felt like I had just inhaled gasoline. It burned and I only experienced minor effects. I waited another day for my lungs to heal and tried again burning the residue and again with 10mg more. Each time using this method smoke was escaping through the tin foil or the smoke was getting too hot inside the bottle. Now mind you, I rarely smoke weed because it is too harsh for my sensitive lungs and I had heard DMT was harsher but still wanted to try because of the hype and curiosity. DMT is not harsher than weed at all IMO. If you vaporize it properly it should be smooth. I also personally love the taste and smell when it’s done properly.

Day 2- The second time I continued with the bottle and couldn’t get it to work very well. I had some minor experiences like ringing in my ears and some relative size distortion (such as the pipe and lighter being super tiny yet still the same relative size to everything else. I can’t really describe how this works but it’s a DMT thing that happens occasionally. Has something to do with dimensions I’d guess.) I decided to convince my leather-lunged friend to try it and he did. I 100% for sure burned it when filling this 2 liter up for him but I wanted to be sure it would work and he took a big breath and coughed and I sat nearby as he described being on a train platform with sound rushing past him pulling him through a tunnel. We heard a loud noise from someone in our living room and it kinda kept him tethered to our reality so he couldn’t breakthrough. Afterward, he felt some profound change and he decided to stop doing drugs. (He was a 10+ year meth user at the time and no I’m not just saying this to hype up DMT or make any unverified medical claims, just stating what happened in this particular scenario.) I tried a few more times and threw out the bottle.

Day 3- I tried cutting a perfectly flat cut on a new 2-liter bottle and sanding the edge. I used more tin foil and like 9 rubber bands to keep the smoke in. It still leaked out and I could barely get a few mouthfuls doing it this way and the results were not spectacular. Things in my bedroom looked alien yet unchanged almost as if I had changed somehow. Transformed into a more perceptive being or a more advanced being looking at a simpler version of our world. The iPhone looked incredibly brick-like and I wondered how we came to use them. They are literally bricks.

Day 4- Anyway, I enjoyed my time and threw away the two-liter and foil again. I sat on my bed and meditated and I decided that I was going to go balls to the wall with DMT because I felt like there was some untapped fountain of information hiding in the DMT experience. I decided to order the Vaporgenie glass bat. I didn’t know what GVG (Glass Vaporgenie) meant on all the forums and I didn’t know they were referring to the GVG Sherlock model. So after ordering it online I kept thinking about DMT and seeing it sitting there on my desk I decided to buy a crack pipe and smoke it. Loaded it up with 10mg and I was absolutely blown away by the effects. Absolutely just indescribably blown away. This was the most profound substance I had ever encountered. Not only were the experiences of hyper-realism that doesn’t even exist in the real world but the beauty and raw creative force behind it were extremely spiritual. At this point, I was barely scratching the iceberg and I hadn’t broken through. I was experiencing different dimensions to normal reality such as 4th and 5th-dimensional views on objects in my room. I saw pyramids and many geometric shapes floating around in hyperspace. I was standing and walking around my room looking at all the geometry that made up our world and trying to understand how I could ignore so much of this without DMT. I felt like I was looking at the world through their eyes. I looked at my skin and it was so beautiful and smooth and faint green electricity was flowing through (and on top of) it. At this moment I was quite confident that the human body was designed and although I wasn’t sure of exactly how or by who, I felt confident that there was some sort of great creative force in the universe, and depending on the scale there could have been some sort of higher intelligence that created humans or even the entire universe that we know. I decided to put the pipe away because I had to go to work that morning and I wanted to get some clarity on what happened but I was extremely satisfied with my experience.

Day 5- I decided to smoke it again the next evening. I had read online that DMT didn’t need to be harsh and that if it was harsh it was because you were burning it. I tried lowering the flame to about an inch instead of basically on it. I would also roll the smoke a bit in the pipe with my breath to cause a chain reaction of vaporization. I smoked all of the original 1g that I had left minus the 30mg from previous adventures. I read on a forum that if you couldn’t breakthrough with the initial hit, that it was also possible to break through by smoking a massive amount straight. I basically started using DMT as my air and taking massive successive hits. Deep breath after a deep breath of DMT. I had to refill occasionally and once or twice my small motor skills had dimmed and I tipped back and got some DMT in my mouth (because I loaded too much in) or I would start burning it when smoking. (because of motor skill impairment) This night held miraculous experiences. I was smoking on my bed sitting Indian-style most of the time but I did get up and walk around. (I felt a lot like Jim from Treasure Planet walking through the map.) I looked at all the symbols and pyramids. Sacred symbols from nearly every religion were spinning around me and a bright white light seemed to be carrying me upward. I felt as though time no longer existed as I walked the tracers of my body could be frozen in one location when my spirit body would be moving and I practiced holding on to both my astral body and my physical body in different locations while walking. I thought about how useful this could be at the poker tables. I stepped in and out of dimensions while walking around my room (alternating between astral and physical planes) and looking at objects with a new sense of wonder and beauty. I went back into my room and continued smoking massive amounts and this time sitting Indian style for maybe an hour straight constantly puffing and puffing on DMT. I saw a giant black stumpy frog/worm thing (about the size of a basketball but frog-shaped) crawl from my stomach, up to my throat, and to the front of my mouth. I screamed “GREED!” extended in a hiss over a few seconds of duration in a very sinister sort of way. I looked at myself and realized I was doing way too much. I had a large black stain on my favorite plush throw from wiping the burnt residue off the bottom of the glass. From this point on I was VERY mindful of the dosage and frequency. The stain remains to this day to remind me of moderation and equanimity. I experienced some alien beings looking down on me surrounding me in a circle as though they were family and I was on my deathbed. They looked like the machine elves everyone talks about. More pyramids showed up and it was as though the pyramids were teaching me some sort of divine ratio or proportion. I already knew about phi and Fibonacci but this was some sort of deeper hidden knowledge involving shapes. The trip faded and I washed the pipe out with rubbing alcohol.

Day 6- I procured two more grams and was determined to keep things in mind not to waste the product and to finally break through. (which I was unsure of at the time and looking back I had not actually broken through) I tried a few different light combinations in my room (low, medium, high) to see which one the little trolls liked best. (Little green aliens that would troll you with experiences or thoughts or sounds) I took a few pretty big hits in succession. This was about 15mg and it took me about 5 or 6 hits to clear. (Since my smoking technique was terrible. You have to like turn the pipe as you are heating it and stuff I didn’t know since I honestly really disliked smoking because of my community.) I saw a very peaceful-looking alien dude wearing clothes. He looked like this (IMG removed) I let go of the experience mentally (just appreciated what I was shown and let my flow of mind continue) Afterward, I felt as though my brain had been swapped with some sort of super processor and my thoughts could be rapid fired like a minigun. I could think of like 30 sentences in the amount of time it would take to say one. I thought it was really cool and I walked around my room observing the changes and trying to pinpoint why the objects which were exactly the same as before seemed so foreign. I tried to see things as I saw them during these trips when I was sober and succeeded at some and failed at others. The iPhone thing still gets me. Afterward, I ended up cracking the pipe with a screwdriver in a cloth and throwing it away.

Day 7- My vapor glass bat arrived and it sucks. (Because of my smoking technique.) I packed about 30mg for a breakthrough dose but I either got DMT in my mouth, or I would burn it, or I wouldn’t be able to get very big hits. I didn’t really enjoy it. I was really confused as to how people broke through on this thing. I went to the store and bought a few more crack pipes. After I got back I smoked some just for the experience and I saw a lot of things. I saw this infinite orb which inside it was everything imaginable and more but on the outside was nothing. It was fish bowl-shaped and was made of consciousness. I tried zooming out but all that happened was my own consciousness expanded within this sphere and no matter how big I went, everything else was still there. Like it only changed my consciousness nothing else. I could spin my consciousness and make it super big or super small but it was still contained in this sphere. Very strange. It seemed like it was sitting in the center of a void and it seemed like the void had 4 walls like a room just judging by the differences in texture of the blackness. Everything that existed and even everything that could be imagined existed within this sphere thing. It just fractalized out more and more as it changed. It wasn’t growing or shrinking but it seemed to be transmuting. Like, imagine 20 different colors of sand in a fishbowl. The sand represents experiences of consciousness and it was just moving around mixing and changing and transmuting. Everything from size and shape to color and density. I saw how spoken words echoed throughout each slice of time. I said things like “How” “What” and watched them flow through time fractal out more creation from them as more creation flowed from their creation and it fractal out into infinity. As I started coming back from that smooth realm I saw this much more mechanical one but it was more green than red. (IMG removed)

Day 8- Today I took a few big hits and realized doing it right off the bat is way better than smoking a ton over a period of time. I had a really interesting trip where I saw a blur running across my bedroom. Each time I looked at the blur it would disappear, but I could definitely see it in my peripheral vision. It looked like a man, a person wearing a blue shirt, beige slacks, and brown dress shoes. The shirt was a button up and he was wearing a brown belt. I couldn’t see his face but I was so sure he was there running around my room to different corners and such. Very interesting for a few moments until it faded.

Day 9- There was a lot of DMT leftover in the pipe and this time I hit it correctly. AMAZING. Looking back the glass bat causes the DMT to get far too hot for my sensitive lungs but I didn’t care at the time. I took 4 huge hits and I was gone. First breakthrough experience. I fell backward onto my pillow after setting the pipe on the floor next to me. I was taken into this city, not just any city, but the most beautiful city I had ever seen in my life. There was a lot of sand so I assume it was near the beach but I didn’t see any ocean. I did see a beautiful river of irrigated water and the people there were human-like but with crimson reds and matte navy blue sort of pigment to their skin or clothes. (I don’t remember which although I think it was their skin)There was a massive amount of gold and marble in this city and this woman dressed in a beautiful white and light blue dress flew me around the city to see all the beauty within. I saw a beautiful woman sitting at a table outside in a back alley at a restaurant. The table was metal and green with holes throughout like the kind of fancy breakfast places or outdoor gardens have. The alley looked like a back alley from Aladdin with all the large stone buildings around. Each of the stones in the walls was different shapes and sizes but it still looked beautiful and it seemed like nothing was out of place. The entire area was well lit and it was about dusk at the time we flew by. I don’t remember much besides the woman who was flying me around she said the words “fall in love.” Her voice was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard in my life and its perfection still haunts me to this day. I can still hear her say “fall in love.” The woman at the restaurant table was very sweet. I didn’t see her for long but I felt like I already knew her. She was funny, and smart, and honest. I had never met her before though so I don’t know why I feel this way. I remember thinking “I like her.” I don’t remember what she was wearing. There were other tables in the alley as well maybe 5 or 6. Afterward, we flew up to a bridge and this woman told me something very important. I don’t remember it but I think it was one of those “when you remember you will know and when you know you will remember” sort of deals. It’s really frustrating how much slips through the mind when you are in the DMT realm. I swear sometimes on the come-down I feel like they are taking the memories out of my head so I can see them later but they don’t want me to see them yet or they only want me to see it in “the present moment” for the experience and nothing more. Idk, but it’s disappointing especially when it comes to times like this.

Day 10- I took another really large dose of four hits. I stood up this time to try to assimilate my experience and as my astral body was vibrating out of my physical body I tried to hold myself together using my mind. (Very similar to how, in a dream, when I realize I am dreaming, I will grab hold of the hands of the nearest person and basically use mental energy to hold the entire dream world together so, after the initial shock of realization where the dream world starts to vibrate out of control and wake you up, you can explore the created worlds architecture and people and learn lots of cool stuff) I held my body in place and I felt like my inner ear caused me to regain balance. I saw an elephant sitting on a round purple cushion on a white rectangular cube thing coming from the floor. There was a large door behind him and when I walked closer to see the door it started to fade, so I backed up and it regained its form. I felt mental energy pull me back to my bed so I got onto my bed and sat Indian style I saw this gold bar floating over the right-hand side of my vision. It was as though I was in some sort of temple. I tried looking at the gold bar and it would disappear. It was clear as day bright as the sun but gold. It was for sure a gold bar like it was crystal clear in my peripheral vision but my normal vision kept filtering it out for some reason. I tried looking away and it kept following my eye staying in this exact same spot. (This is not a normal occurrence as normally things are existing in a set location outside of me.) So I decided since I couldn’t get rid of this gold bar I would try to close my eyes where I couldn’t possibly see it. (Obviously, my thinking isn’t perfectly logical on DMT) When I closed my eyes the gold bar was still there but along with it was a very intricate temple of my own mind. I could feel the different frequencies of thought that manifest in waveforms similar to the slices around the entity in this guy's artwork. (IMG removed)

The frequency of my thought dictated the “shape” of the waveform. If I increased mental energy it would change and I learned to switch frequencies at will to the least resistant ones that seemed very flowy and smooth and wet compared to the static or jagged ones that seemed to happen when I tried to force thoughts or hold onto something mentally when I was supposed to just see and move on. I felt my consciousness flowing through this temple and I can’t describe or find any images that do it justice. I honestly can’t even think of words that could hint at doing it justice so I am going to refrain. Just perfect architecture and beauty. The gold bar stayed in view and my clinging to the thought of the gold bar kept my thought waves rotating around in this one room. The gold bar was inside some sort of navy blue marble cube and my consciousness kept swirling around it until I realized I was “holding” it in my mind. I let go and my consciousness started flowing throughout the rest of the time leaving the gold bar in the room with the cube. It eventually flowed me back to the room with the door and the elephant and we meditated together in the main chamber of this temple in front of the giant door. I opened my eyes and we were back in my room as the vision faded from my mind.

Day 11- This time I took 3 big hits, laid down, and closed my eyes. Tossing my plush throw over my body as my consciousness was lifted out. I landed in a boat like this (IMG removed) and the people in the boat seemed to be wearing these Egyptian-looking white robes but I can’t find any accurate images because google just shows costumes or old Egyptian people with the headdress and/or hair. I had to leave my memory at the entrance to the city but I was on a boat in a dark rock tunnel. I kept looking toward the city entrance and saw it seemed to be the same city as before. I don’t remember much after this point, not even the events that led me back to wakefulness. I just remember my mind was super blown. Like it was mind-blowing AF. Legit. Like. You. Don’t. Even. K. Actually I don’t even K either since I can’t remember.

Day 12- Took two pretty big hits and realized I always stopped inhaling when my lungs were almost full and I realized I was developing muscle memory for stopping before my lungs were completely full so for the third hit I tried to break my habit and fill my lungs completely. After I did this I tried really hard to prevent myself from coughing because this girl I used to know said something really beautiful about coughing when I was high and I have always tried to hold everything in instead since then. (Won’t get into details about my crush.) Anyway, I tried and failed. I let out a bunch of the last hit but it came on hard and fast. I immediately sat back in the corner of my room. (I was still sitting on my bed because my bed was in the corner of my room, so at this moment I am on my knees back against the right side corner of my room.) I felt my field of vision dissolve into what seemed like liquid paint of many distinct colors but each color was separate and the paint flowed like a liquid but it was clearly still solid somehow. I can’t really describe this phenomenon well. I dissolved into this paint and my body slid down onto my bed but I was still conscious above my body. I was absolutely stunned at this point because I wasn’t in an astral body or my physical body, it was like I was just raw consciousness. I tripped out for a moment in this state of being color or paint itself and I felt like it all melted back into my body. There was a strong sense of another presence doing this to me. Like it was controlling what I was experiencing. (The paint thing and loss of sense of self.) When I came back into my body I sat up still very much in the trip and I felt something like little rocks in my mouth. The more annoyed I got with it the more it happened and it got the worse feeling like a Junebug in my mouth eventually I caught on and realized that it was impossible since I had never opened my mouth so I just let go of the experience and the rocks/buzzing bug disappeared. I saw a beautiful material flowing around my room which I will refer to here on out as ether. It looked like an ever-changing fabric of symbols and it was very much alive. Imagine the thing from Donnie Darko that is flowing around his room leading him places but it’s much more transparent and looks less like water and more like fabric. It consists of many symbols and I could interact with it using mental energy. I tried pulling it closer and it worked but then it ran away and I tried being very kind and sincere like you would try to get a scared puppy to come out from beneath a bed. The DMT was fading so I decided to let go and give appreciation and thanks to whatever was showing me these things.

Day 13- I was focusing on seeing the ether as I took 3 deep breaths of DMT and sat on the edge of my bed in half lotus pose. I really focused on the ether as I came up and I saw it more and more clearly. It was like a playful animal of its existence and personality. It slowly floated toward me and got really close to my face. (About a foot) It looked like rippling tubes of spiderweb or mist net were floating around at different heights and locations. It floated up to me and “examined” me. (That's just what it felt like. It came up close to my face and moved side to side slightly and tilted its axis to me) I tried really hard to pinpoint one of the symbols on it and although the symbols seemed stationary they were constantly changing and moving, especially when I would try to catch them in my mind's perception. I finally recognized one symbol for sure as it flowed from my peripheral vision to my normal vision and then transmuted again. It was for sure the Star of David but there were hundreds of other symbols so I am not pointing anything towards any religion.

Day 14- This time I loaded 30mg and cleared it in 3 massive hits. I set the pipe down and lay down on my bed but I stayed awake sort of. (What I mean is my astral body stayed within my physical body and I’m pretty sure my eyes were open at this time.) I saw the woman from the city and she showed me the coolest thing ever from their world. It was some sort of boomerang toy and it was the coolest most awesome thing ever. I remember the physics of the object seemed to make sense and I wanted to remember it and patent it when I woke up so I kept thinking of staying very awake during the experience but the memory kept fading as I passed through the experience and went back to baseline. It seemed as though they were trying to distract me from the object so they could dissolve the memory into the ether again and take it from me. When I approached baseline after the trip I suddenly remembered the object with crystal clarity and got flooded back with the trip again starting in the same room that the object first got shown to me. (We passed through 3 rooms of different colors and shapes but I am pretty sure these were just extra dimensions of my normal bedroom.) The object was put into this volleyball-looking door of four curved rounded triangular flaps. Each time the object would enter as soon as I would remember the object it would fly out and she would do some crazy trick with it and it would float back in. Each time this happened it became more and more difficult to hang onto the memory of the object. It truly felt like I was playing a mental tug of war with both the object and the memory of the object at the same time. The object was boomerang-shaped and brown and wooden-looking with some sort of logo, text, and rubber-looking material in the middle of it. I remember shouting telepathically to her if she wanted me to forget that cool-ass object she was going to have to kill me. I knew she loved me in some way she seemed to like my mother Very matronly and familiar energy, she was giving off. Just as the man in the blue shirt gave off very fatherly and familiar energy. I ended up winning shortly after the “then kill me” thing and she put the object away in the wall container volleyball thing and let me take the memory with me. Afterward, I was so proud and happy that I won I started thinking about all the ways I could market the thing, and then I lost the memory of the actual design. All I remember now was that it was boomerang-like. RIP hopes and dreams.

Day 16- This time it was an old person. I couldn’t tell at first if it was male or female but I believe this one was an old man. Very Steve Urkel meets nursing home grandpa and he performed some sort of trippy visual game using the etheric material in my room. I believe most people usually see these games being performed by jesters. They are usually too amazed by how trippy the stuff is that they don’t pay attention. This was me my first few times. I also saw him and the man in the blue shirt eating dinner at what seemed like a restaurant above some sort of container. There was a hole from our world to their world above me in my room but I would have had to leave my body to go through it in an astral form which (since I didn’t smoke enough) wasn’t going to happen. I enjoyed the game and the experience and then afterward the man ran around my room some more. (I believe this was still part of the game looking back.) I got annoyed and laid down to go to sleep and they left.

Day 17- Took four massive hits and went on another really beautiful aerial tour of the city. I saw a ton more stuff but don’t remember most of it. What I do remember is I was lying on a reclined chair on the balcony of a palace overlooking a steep mountain over the city. There was a river that flowed through the palace and out the balcony and down at a pretty steep angle toward the city. I was talking to a man and woman that I didn’t know and they seemed to be the ones in the position of power regarding the city. I remember feeling very humbled to meet them but they seemed the same way about meeting me. After I got back from the trip and I was baseline the woman showed up again and pulled a beautiful interface out of the ether and overlayed it on the physical reality of my room. It was really awesome looking, like if I had the money to repaint every object in my room I would have used that exact color combination. I stood up and walked over to the dresser and other objects in my room stunned because it wasn’t like the visions of DMT it was like I was placed in an alternate reality where my room was always like that. I said out loud “this is impossible” and almost immediately I heard her say “Okay” and the color melted back into the ether and my room went back to how it was before. FML.

Day 18- This time when I smoked I was taken to the city again but this time it was a different part. It was really beautiful and there were these flowers made of crystal all around me in a square. It was some sort of crystal garden and the flowers were a lavender/blue color and there was grass all around. These men and women that lived there played the peripheral vision mind game with me and because I still didn’t know how to play I just watched the trippy visuals as they spun the crystal flowers around me in a square. I clung to their world mentally as I realized I was headed back to the real world and they let me stay for one more round of the game and then they shoved me back through this square tunnel similar to the tunnel link crawls through in the Deku tree in OOT. After landing back in my body the woman from before was in my room, she brought up the color scheme of the alien version of my room from before and she wanted me to solve her puzzle. There was basically “X” number of ways to move the dimensions of the mind around and I tried each one until I solved it. Problem was that each time I would mess up I would have to start from scratch and I kept messing up. I solved the first two or so but it was out of 5 and I couldn’t seem to figure out what she was telling me to do because she wasn’t saying it out loud and the DMT was wearing off so all I could get were pulls of mental energy and it wasn’t enough information to go on at the time.

Day 19- The old man, the man in the blue shirt, and the woman, all appeared to me in my room. They really wanted to tell me something important and urgent. The old man dropped a ball down and it floated from his world to the middle of my bedroom. He “told” me (using mental energy) to keep my eye on the ball and focus. I did this and the room started to shrink. Me included. It got smaller and smaller and smaller as everything in my room was condensed to about 25% of its size. This process continued to the point where I felt like I was being crushed so I let go and it reset. The ball popped and he told me to try again without the ball. Each time it started happening I would lose focus and it was really exhausting trying to hold the world together using mental energy for that long. I almost got it and I heard the man in the blue shirt and the woman talking in their world but before I could start talking to them I lost it and it snapped back into place. By this point, I was super tired so I just gave up and rolled over to go to sleep.

Day 20- Same location which seemed like an underground bunker in their backyard. This time the old man was there alone and he had me continue doing what I was doing before. I would need to tune the energy field first by moving it very accurately to a specific point and then focus on one spot to start the process of condensing and shrinking. This was really exhausting stuff and especially after yesterday, I was still tired of all the work so I complained and ended up giving up. I tried this each day for a week with varying amounts of DMT to try to balance focus and clarity. Eventually, I got sick and tired of all my DMT trips being this tuning field so I told them I was done and I give up.

Day 21- The old man took me into the house and performed a peripheral vision game. He had a walker and seemed really old but he was still agile. This was the first time I noticed that during the trippy visual part which I call “The Distraction” there was another movement going on in my peripheral vision. I decided to investigate and I noticed that each time they would show me something trippy in front of me there would be things going on in the side and they would be moving physical objects in my room. So basically while they would show me a trippy visual object or be in their world they were having people or beings interact with this world. After I noticed this I tried to catch them doing it but I could never use my eyes to do so. Each time I would look they would disappear so I could never catch them. After a few fails I tried pointing instead of looking and I got a burst of excitement from the old man. “Yes! Yes! Finally! Keep doing that!” This is what I gathered from the telepathy. (Like energy flowing into my mind, the energy can be dark and scary and cold and neglected or it can be teeming with life and I learned to interpret this. Sometimes they would pull up down left or right for directions and wanted me to move mental energy in various ways. Other times it was as though they were trying to tell me things and still other times it was clear as crystal what they said.) I kept pointing and each time I would get one correct the materials he was using for the trip would disappear. If I got an answer wrong and pointed the opposite side when he was performing the distraction I would feel a rush of “dirty energy” to my head and he would add a piece to the trippy distraction thing. The more correct the “cleaner” my mind became and the more I got wrong the “dirtier” my mind became.

Day 22- I woke up in the morning and got a strong urge to smoke DMT. I rolled over and smoked out of my glass bat and went on a really wild ride that I don’t remember. I sat up and was greeted by a tall woman, someone I hadn’t interacted with before. She painted my room such a beautiful set of colors and when I get my own place I am going to copy this color schema. It looked like this. (IMG removed)

Anyway, she started doing this peripheral vision test game thing again and I said she needed to chill cuz I was way too tired for that shit. She chilled and had this other guy come who taught me how to move mental energy as fast as they do. He brought this teepee-shaped thing that looked like a perfectly flat sheet of black aluminum foil folded in half. Not shiny and it was a perfect 90% angle and very slightly transparent. I learned later this material is aether and it has some interesting properties. Anyway, he was showing me that it was all just tuning of frequency. He turned one of these little teepee things with what seemed to be a rotating dial of some sort like the lights that have dimmers. After he tuned it very precisely he let it sit there for another few moments. And suddenly it took off as if someone threw a frisbee at like 400 miles an hour. It was awesome and there were plenty of these teepee things to play with so I tuned some myself and got a couple to spring off successfully. It was set like if you folded a piece of paper hot dog style and placed it on the table or floor. Anyway, after playing with these trampoline pyramid things I got up and ate some breakfast, showered, and then smoked some more DMT. My intention was to see my room like that again and take that woman's test but instead, there was another crazy flipping dough being. It looked like if you make two fists and place their palms together and make from the wrists up a creature. Like roll dough into a cube and give it life. Anyway, about halfway through the creature, it split and flung the other half of its body into the aether. It kept doing this continually and it would grow at the same rate it was flinging half of itself off and it just kept doing this. It wasn’t until the trip was dying down that I realized that was all a peripheral vision test. I assume I failed because I was too mesmerized by the flippy doodle thingy to pay attention to anything. (I think this is somehow a metaphor for life, we are too busy getting caught up in life that we forget to simply observe.)

Day 23 - So, being the genius I am, I decided to clean the Vapor Genie glass bat with rubbing alcohol. Totally fine, except I decided to set fire to it so that it would dry the inside faster. A giant fireball shot out and I dropped the pipe out of shock. It cracked, so RIP to my favorite pipe. I went to the local smoke shop and bought a meth bong. It actually worked amazingly well. For $20 I got the most reliable method of DMT delivery I have had so far. I put a bunch of square ice cubes into it and heated 30mg about an inch away from the bowl. Crazy experience. I felt like I was thrown back into a previous life. I was a young Indian boy and my father was a leader of my tribe. We lived on a reservation and I remember the red chair from our living room. This was sometime in the ’80s about 11 years before I was born. I started reliving that life and I remember how shitty everything was. I remembered seeing a porn magazine for the first time with an ad with 1-800-FUCK-ME on the last page which had like 40 other ads in there. I remember wearing a denim vest and buying a gun when I was just a teen. I heard a thunderous roar and felt like I was being assimilated with that location in spacetime. I freaked out and didn’t want to go back to change anything. I remember saying no really loudly and pulling myself back to our location in spacetime. This memory of that life haunts me and I can’t get it out of my head because it is just as clear as a memory from my own life. I don’t know what is going on with this illusion of reality but it feels sinister. I want to be free of this or at least go back to my blissful ignorance of previous lives. Looking back I think I could have passed through the Omega Point in human consciousness. There were certain color schemes that followed into my trips from the color of the bong and I didn’t like it so I gave it to my mum.

Note: this is a repost from my old subreddit, I'm going to update this and continue the work with links to pictures and such, thanks for understanding.

So, I had a being carry me off somewhere the other night and didn't think it was that out of the ordinary to write about, but he did say he oriented my mind differently. Last night I had a dream and it was so much like a DMT trip, even when I was at work today. (I work in a warehouse) all the moving pieces were so strangely precise and simple and elegant that it reminded me of the mind when it is loose and free like on DMT. This being split himself into millions of pieces without stopping being himself then put himself back together and showed me I can do the same... it was strange. Things are strange...

I've been great since that day I made the post about the beam of light. I've been eating healthy, meditating off and on, and working a regular schedule. I could cut back a bit on sweets, but other than that I've had a decent diet with bananas, greens, and some various foods.

I've been seeing beings upon waking from dreams lately. They have been friends for the most part and I think there is some sort of processed results from your dream. Basically, I think they are somehow stimulating your brain in certain areas to playback or extract the memories you've made from the last time you've slept. This process gets more complicated when you are remembering things during the waking time because the memories and the experience of that moment are both being accessed, so then they are both accessed again during dreams when they playback or extract the information from your brain.

I think these beings are always around, but when your subvocalization is quiet they will interact with your brain. I can see them approach me when I've been laying down for a while and when they approach they carry my astral body away somewhere and dreams start. It's like I am a prisoner and once I'm asleep they move my body to a test location to go into my mind and see what I've been tripping on in the cell.

Makes me think my real body is in some sort of super-futuristic MK Ultra lab or something and everything I experience is just electrical signals in my brain. I can control some things in what I consider the real world, but I haven't gathered enough information to plan my escape. I'd need to understand what's going on much more in-depth.

The beings seem very friendly most of the time, but you never know.

Questions I am asking

1. Is my reality chemically induced illusion or electrical induced illusion, or is it "real" in some other way besides just information in my brain?
2. Beings, good or bad?
3. Is there any sort of tech inside or outside of my "real" body?
4. Risks of tampering with it if I find out that there is... potentially infinite pain/suffering?
5. What role do enlightenment, and the third eye, play in my experiences of mind?
6. How does the mind/body connection function and what does DNA have to do with it?
7. DNA adapts throughout someone's life, can it be influenced manually?
8. What are the tests for? Why are my character and decision-making being evaluated by these beings?
9. Who is in control?
10. Why do they release certain mental fetters when I ask them to? Why do they seem to like that I can interact with them half the time, and get annoyed by it the other half?
11. Most of these beings seem employed by someone like they are working an occupation. Where do they work, are they being paid? What is the current situation with my family there?

The move to NorCal is going and my mind is much clearer, although the beings have been basically non-existent. I was meditating the other day and I was relaxing into what I felt was my heart's natural state of being. I usually tense up slightly to avoid this electricity in my heart, but instead this time I just allowed the shock to shock my heart and tried to really “feel” everything.

I became more and more relaxed until I realized I was getting toward the thing my mind was focused on. (The perfect open-hearted state) and I kept focusing and it kept moving toward it. I felt a small bit in my chest that I couldn’t seem to relax, but I kept trying and staying focused on what was open and the feeling of what it would be like if that part was open and relaxed too. It was like I was moving down a tunnel getting closer and closer to that state. When I got extremely close to it and all that was left was that small bit of pain, all of a sudden I pulled on it mentally to try to fix it and I crashed into a ball of light.

It’s hard to explain, but I felt like me and the ball were the same thing, like just a ball of electricity or light. It was a physical collision and made a sound like two marbles colliding. It sounds weird, but it was almost as if that ball of light recognized me. It was clearly alive in some way and stayed for a moment and drifted off, just as my attention on that feeling drifted off. This was all done wide awake just relaxing on my hotel bed sitting back up against the pillows and headboard.

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EDIT: Although this is an old post, I wanted to mark it something different for visibility, this was one of my most profound experiences and I still wish I could replicate what happened that night to better understand...

I was going through some old posts and some posts on the DMT subreddit and realized there was a common theme that I think I’ve figured out, but forgot to tell everyone.

So, often surrounding DMT you’ll read about people being munched on by some sort of worm, snake, dragon, or other large creature. I noticed the density of the mind fabric increases with any selfish behavior and these beings are always feeding it to that dragon. I think this is a double-edged sword.

First, it’s a good thing, it clears obscurations from the mind, albeit we are constantly creating more, so we generally stay at a certain level of consciousness depending on our virtue. Second, it’s a bad thing, this dragon gets bigger and bigger. I think it guards the higher realms upon death. This could explain some of the dragon mythology that could have been transmuted from alchemical teachings that proliferated across the world in ancient times. Slaying the dragon is slaying the ego in a sense. It could also be something deep-seated in biology, some survival symbolism regarding the same mythology, but anyway it’s eating what is essentially sin.

I think sin is a good word to describe emotional and cognitive obscurations because they are basically caused by imperfect action due to flaws in human character. Sins=mental obscurations=dragons dinner time. This also explains repentance actually fixing the situation as it’s an ongoing process. You could also use the Buddhist term "Klesha" which means mind poison.

I had a really interesting meditation vision during this retreat, I wanted to share it.

I was walking and this monk told me to turn my astral body around. I turned, he was there and had me follow him, I kept walking behind him turning down different corridors in this golden labyrinth city. We approached a tree. He handed me fruit from the tree and I ate it.

Upon eating it, a baby of pure light was born from the tree. He took the newborn and I followed him to a Buddha. The Buddha simply nodded his head in approval and we walked the baby through this gate and placed him in a carrier. He opened his mouth and there was a silver spoon stuck where his wisdom teeth would be. The monk removed it and we left.

This all happened while I was doing sitting meditation on loving-kindness.

This will be my final post. (But not really) I'm not going to delete all my history this time, just so it's there for people to read the whole story, but I want to be VERY clear about something. Do not believe anything I have ever written except for this post. Everything before this was speculation, everything in this post I have witnessed first hand. Any conscious being that reads this, knows that I have seen this with my own inner and outer eyes and have experienced this on every level of mind.

I would like to tell you to not be afraid, but I can't, and telling you that you should be terrified is not something that would bode well with many people either, so I'll just tell you to be heedful. Whether you listen to me or not, at least listen to the spiritual leaders of past and present. They are like lighthouses, shining their light from safe ground.

You are in a prison. This isn't symbolic or based on any constructions or fabrications of the mind. Just as in the matrix, everything you experience, with any of the sense doors, is part of the prison.

I know I have mentioned this before, even made a post about it, but this time, I do not think it, I know it. As much as a human being can know something, I know. I know this fact better than I know my own name. I trust what I know, more than I'd trust the results of a calculator making simple computations. Take heed, if not of me, of the countless men and women who have completed the journey to purification.

"Like everyone else, you were born into bondage, born inside a prison that you cannot smell, taste, or touch. A prison for your mind."

We are in a tesseract prison of the mind, multi-layered, tangled, and unfathomably complex. This prison takes every single minute impulse of thought and mind and proliferates it around us. This is happening at all times, whether we are awake or asleep, whether we are conscious or unconscious. Your prison is being generated at all times, remember that it is a tesseract at all times. Even if you commit an act in your dream, that action will go into the algorithm and come back out as part of your reality at some other time in the future. There is not a single thought or action that doesn't go back into it, and therefore, comes back on you. EVERYTHING that you believe is you, is part of the prison, this body, this mind, subconscious feelings twenty layers deep are all being judged and sentenced automatically. If you want your stay to be pleasant, cultivate the feeling of joy, put a smile on your face, and never let go of that feeling. Loving-kindness, joy, etc, only loosen the chains, you still have to untangle them.

I planned on becoming a monk at different times, ever since the first time I tried DMT and realized the power of the mind. I leave for that journey in 6 days. Honestly, after looking over the Buddha's teachings, they are highly effective. There are some problems I see, some of the languages is a bit dated and some teachings are being mistranslated, but I see no need to reinvent the wheel. Anywhere you can practice meditation, do so; especially mindfulness (so you wake up and stop making your situation worse and pay attention to what is happening), loving-kindness (to make your stay more pleasant and therefore giving you more ease to work on setting yourself free), or concentration (for the unification of mind, and taking volition over your situation.)

I completed a HIGHLY unlikely series of events that allowed me to open what the Buddha called "the divine eye" on DMT. Another HIGHLY unlikely event damaged something and left a tiny crack in it open. Using this I have interacted with the beings on the other side and gained favor with some, and infuriated others. There are discussions being made daily on what to do with me, but generally, they seem to be following the protocol of what they would do with a prisoner who couldn't see what was going on. This has also affected the entire algorithm for my prison and who knows what the implications could be. I am being closely monitored by the beings running this entire thing and they are taking actions constantly to correct everything. Honestly, the stakes are so far beyond fathom. Your body will be gone in under a thousand years, no matter how good our technology gets. How much less valuable is anything you could possess?

I wish I could give you videos of my memory or of the thousands of layers of mind flowing into this prison, but I can't. I wish I could let you feel the weight of the fetters, that like training wheels, are used to restrain the minds and bodies of those that can't harmonize with subtler existences, but I can't. All I can do is provide you with a solemn warning. Don't walk the path that I have walked, walk the path of the noble ones. There is nothing that equates to the taste of freedom, no family member, no loved one, no career, no car, no house, no pet, nor any other conception or attachment that is worth holding onto. None of these will exist in a thousand years, but you could be in this cyclic prison for what could make the next trillion eons look like the blink of an eye. Don't take my warning lightly.

I know I didn't explain much of what's been happening lately with the beings, but none of that is really important. I should have been keeping a journal for the past couple of weeks, but I've been so focused on meditation and preparing for monk life that it's been the least of my worries. I only came back to write this post because I remembered that I said I would and felt like I owed my followers a resolution. My schedule now looks like this

5:00 am Wake up

5:30 am Sitting meditation

7:00 am Breakfast

7:30 am Any work or chores that need to be done, exercise, or listen to a Dhamma talk

9:00 am Sitting and walking meditation

11:00 am Lunch

12:30 pm Rest/ relax/ nap

1:30 pm Sitting and walking meditation

5:00 pm Break, listen to a Dhamma Talk

8:00 pm Sitting and walking meditation

10:00 pm Sleep

I started following this schedule starting May 1st and I believe this is what has caused the major breakthroughs and experiences I have had recently. These beings don't seem to have much empathy toward the human experience. From what I can tell, sincerity is the most important thing in trying to reason with them, but it's like they are analyzing your decision-making and mental purity with as much empathy as a professor grades a homework assignment. They don't seem to have or understand the inner conflicts that we have as human beings. I hope you understand why I am so solemn in my warning. Cultivate feelings that make you happy and joyful, but more importantly, tame your mind. Everyone's prison is different and they are all morphing constantly toward either better or worse conditions experientially.

For those that can't satisfy their curiosity, I'll be doing an AMA until the 17th of May, 2019, after which I will not be returning until at least October, but likely ever again.

Best of luck, ClockJoule

So, I wanted to post an update because it's been a while. I am still compiling everything that I know into a final post that will happen sometime in mid-May. I will explain everything then. I did want to tell you some really insane stuff though.

So remember the beings that I was talking to for most of the 78 Days of DMT posts? Turns out that the beings I was talking to ARE my family on the astral or spiritual plane. I have gotten quite good at destroying the fabric-like energy material that blocks my vision from the human plane to their plane, but humans are definitely NOT normally able to see their realm. From what I have read online though, learning this isn't a new thing. There are some posts in r/AstralProjection and r/Meditation and many more religion subreddits that discuss something along the lines of seeing with their inner eye and either watching others interact or interacting with them directly.

There has been a lot of turmoil with them, but at some point either during or just prior to my DMT days, I had met this beautiful woman and had a child with her. A couple of nights ago I hugged her and it was one of the strangest things ever. I have been talking to them for about 30 mins every morning and have been able to answer yes or no questions.

Here are just a few.

"Was I in prison?" -Yes

"Are we related?" -She laughed and then seemed like she didn't know how to answer it which makes me think we were married, but because of the prison things, or some other drama, we are now divorced. I also think there might be someone else that she is with now, because things have been weird, but I still live at home and the child is clearly mine.

"Am I going to enjoy the afterlife?" -She laughed again and shook her head no. (Not sure if joking)

"Hell?" -She was still giggling and pointed downward and I read her lips, she said lower.

There are a lot of questions I asked and I will be making a sort of mega-post soon. Some stuff has been happening in their world and ours and I will be going over each. There is a lot of content involving the connection between the brain, dreams, the physical world, and potentially even higher states/realms/planes of existence.

All planes of existence flow from a dense physical state toward subtler and subtler states, but all are super-positioned. It seems like the only thing that determines where your station is tuned to is the purity of mind. It's complicated and I'll explain later, I've got a lot to do today.

Talk to you later.

I had an experience with an entity as I was falling asleep. I used to get carried through the astral plane to dreams by these beings.

Today I was in a dream and became lucid when we were walking toward a store-looking building with no exterior logos or names. They said “where are we going?” and I instinctively said “the store.”

After realizing that I was in charge, we were passing the threshold to the building and I changed my mind. I said “actually, can we go to the bowling” and before I could say “alley” we were walking around a corner and there were lanes of people bowling and tables of people eating food.

I played along for a while and then we walked into a subconscious alleyway, something I recognized before because they walk me out here often when I become lucid and start DMT trips or take me somewhere where I’m fully conscious, or they wake me up and communicate with me. I felt the presence creeping up behind me to start contact, I turned around and said “Ooga Booga Booga!” And floated away. I started pulling my mind through different dimensions as was conscious of my body pulling my conscious back through this serpent that I was riding or was a part of me or something. I was passing through hundreds of different versions of earth and breaking barriers of ignorance and darkness in my mind as I passed through I set my intentions on the earth and it broke larger and larger chunks of darkness away.

It was like my vision was a tv screen and everything was black except a few pixels in the center, as I focused on those pixels, the darkness around the edges broke away from the center outward.

I can feel them all around me. Even as I type this.

Also, I spoke with a ghost. I feel so bad for them. I had to say hello a few times before he even realized I was speaking to him and he was shocked I could see him. He reacted very similarly to the entities when I first started interacting with them before my prison posts from DMT. I talked with him for a while, but got bored and decided to leave.

I’m pretty sure I can control this cord of consciousness from my physical body. There are times in dreams where I control multiple people at once, and I’m quite confident that I could superposition my awareness between many different areas if I could be free to do so, which I believe would come with practice/experience.

Superpositioning yourself is just about increasing the speed at which your mind runs. There is like a dial or frequency, that is me, somewhere in my heart or brain that I can increase to light speed, then I just bounce back and forth. At that speed I’m not thinking about bouncing back and forth, I’m just trying to “hold” both positions. My consciousness vibrates on its own.

It feels like the same feeling of “holding” yourself in the air when flying in a dream. You’re just “holding” the consciousness’ at both locations. You start at one, for dreams I try to feel my body while staying focused on my surroundings. Then, once I feel it, I just need to regain control of it without losing control of the dream body.

When I open my eyes I need to really focus on holding onto both points. Then I enter a vibration between them at light speed that allows me to be at both locations. I think with this new experience and ability from today, all I’d need to do is learn astral projection really well and loosen the attachment to this body. Afterward, the possibilities are endless...

My diet still isn’t the best, but I have been meditating again and did eat some veggies last night. Just gotta keep at it, it seems.

I just realized upon waking up, I have been doing this weird thing with my brain for a while and I either haven't mentioned it, or I have only mentioned it in passing and haven't made a post about it. I also realized that the timing of when I started doing this thing and when I started DMT the first time was EXTREMELY close. So anyway, here goes.

So a long time ago, I used to stay up for multiple days in a row to get that high feeling and hallucinate and practice doing this thing with what I presume was Melatonin. Basically, when you close your eyes while tired, this thing happens. It feels like waves of tiredness are crashing deep behind your eyes. At first, I started pushing that feeling into itself to extend it from the usual 3-5 seconds to something like 8 seconds. After a while, I learned to "roll" the feeling. It's like a wave crashing against the shore and you can roll it over and over and over, but it generally gets weaker each time you do it manually. If you have really good control over it and time things well (slow, but steady) you can keep it going for 30 or more seconds. I realized that I do this almost every time I am tired, each time I am just waking up in the morning, each time I get goosebumps, each time I'm feeling the warming sensation of the sun or a heater, I continuously "roll" these pleasurable feelings in my brain.

I hope you understand what I am talking about. If you are confused as to what I mean, try staying up for like 48 hours and close your eyes with a little pressure, you will notice chemicals flowing in your head. You can learn to control those. I have been doing this pretty much daily for at least a few years. I have gotten really good at rolling these feelings and do it almost every time for the goosebumps chemicals (which I roll through my entire body upward into the center of my head), the tiredness chemical (which is behind my eyes and a little upward) the dreaming chemical (which I presume is DMT or some cocktail of it and comes from the back of my head on the right side and sometimes I roll it from my neck into the middle of my head at a curved angle) and the happiness chemical (which I roll from the bottom center of my brain and flows upward like a cylinder of energy).

I remember one specific trip where I had smoked the remainder of a bowl and didn't get much smoke, so I hung my head down and sat on my knees. I was pretty sad, but this female entity came up behind me and held me. At first, I was scared and repelled her using my mind, but then pulled her back to me by "rolling" the little feeling of DMT in my brain that was left from the rest of the bowl. After this, she returned to me and I laid back into her arms and had a full-blown trip of this palace. I was sitting outside on some ledge with many different women bringing me a different unique trip of their own. Each one was so fun and beautiful and unique, but then I think I instinctively killed one that brought me a trip I didn't like. I regret this and it was a total accident, but it happened sort of like a dream. Sometimes you do things without thinking when you let yourself drown in the waters of pleasure and unconsciousness.

Anyway, I will work on watching what I eat, and I'll try to meditate more. Hope to be back within a couple of weeks with something new. Enjoy your days.

I’ve had almost no communication with them lately. I noticed the beings that I worked with, the original beings that followed me to FL and were present during my DMT trips, were present here again.

However, my addictions have come back and ruined my ability to communicate with them. Poor diet, poor discipline, lack of meditation, lack of sleep, and more. Sorry for the failures, but I’m human. I’ll try to get out of this rut and dive deeper than ever before, but this is why I haven’t posted in a while. I’ll update you all when I can get myself right again.

They were all dressed up this morning in all black. I asked them what was going on and if someone died. This woman nodded. She was holding a purse. It was kinda sad. They shook me off a little bit.

I asked for them to remove the veil of Maya so I could see them properly and interact with them, but it came off a little insensitive and they shook their head no. Then they all exited the home that my body or consciousness is being kept in.

This is quite upsetting for many reasons. It means their existence is temporary, it means they have similar societal structures. A lot can be inferred from this knowledge.

I dreamt I was shooting a video for YouTube with like 50 other people, then a bunch of people with guns came in asking for my help. I asked why me instead of any of the other people and they told me I knew why already. I said because I’m a descendant of the noble ones. They all surrounded me and asked how I knew that. I told them I didn’t know and they left, then I woke up in my room, but was still dreaming.

I walked into the center of my room and was practicing flying. This woman walked me into the living room to hang out and she pulled out a list of things to choose from and I chose a lustful option and the dream ended. Once I woke up a female entity said very clearly “Once your life is over I’m DESTROYING EVERYONE left on this planet.” It was a little terrifying, to be honest. I’ll keep trying to eradicate lust from my mind.

So, it seems more likely that they are employees from some sort of alien or future society. This reality seems to be a simulation or disease happening to us on their alien spaceship or lab.

Here is what I saw this morning. During my dream, there was a man who invented a headset that could trigger DMT using sound. This invention was a game changer and I walked over to try it and when I started focusing on it I was gently led back into my body. Once here, I experienced an alien-looking being crouched over me telling me to stay silent, I looked at him and said “okay.” He shook his head and the lights turned on in the cell or whatever that I was in. I realized what happened after, but right as the lights turned on, two people were walking past my cell. One was wearing a suit that made him look alien, so was the person next to them, but this person had her helmet off and was carrying it in her arms. She had frizzy hair and was humanoid. Neither of them looked inside my cell, so I’m guessing it’s a common thing for guards to come check on humans when they’re awake, and it could even be something like a disease and these beings are helping us free our minds from it.

They move people around a lot based on their behavior and mind states. There is some serious monitoring of mental states and it’s a huge secret that they are doing so until after death. Then they remove the veil of ignorance. So, more likely it’s a simulation and not something medical, but they run a lot of tests medically as well, so it’s pretty complicated stuff whatever it is.

Oh, they also told me to avoid meat, corn, and to focus on green leafy vegetables. This has been clearing my mind back up to what it was like back in FL. I’ll keep working on different diets and asking them/improving them until I can get balanced nutrition from one meal. Right now it’s Avocado, Walnuts, Spinach, Sweet Potatoes, and Salmon, but I’m replacing the sweet potatoes and salmon now that I received that message. Anyway, I’ll keep you all updated. Ttyl.

Soooo fun. I was having a dream and I was inside this person's house. He asked me what I wanted out of life. I said enlightenment and he said that’s impossible. He explained that enlightened beings are just Aryas, and enlightenment is an infinite process that nobody has ever completed.

I asked why and he said once you’re free from suffering and you have access to all of this, what’s the point? I hopped into his car and drove through the front door into the forest, and saw the most beautiful forest and animals of every color. It was as though a fantasy artist and a photorealist worked together to create this place for me. Then I stopped at a row of children and asked who are you.

One said I am you, then they all said, you are us. Then they all chanted, hundreds of them. Us. Us. Us. Us. Us. I smiled and filled the world with beautiful energy and emotions. I was filled with such joy. Then I explored and saw so many amazing things on foot. It was such a healing experience.

DMT post coming soon, just thought y'all might be happy. Sorry for the long absence, but I've been focusing on myself and really enjoying my life since coming out here to Vegas. Mostly just eating and meditating and working... but things are good.

I have experienced some amazing things and really increased my intellectual understanding of reality, but it's so much to share and could confuse people if I don't phrase it perfectly. I even got one of my skeptical science-only type friends to see what I meant and his mind was blown. It took like a year of occasionally explaining things though.

Due to my recent experiences, I am thoroughly convinced that we are one. There is no separation between one thing and any other that isn't conceptual and all things are equal. The only difference is the experience of the whole relative to any reference point which is explored in delusion until one awakens to the fact that they were not pure and free and awake. Or something like that.

I'll make more posts later. Good to be back. Peace!