Creation and the Order of Survival (freebase Experience Report)
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I start inhaling, pulling the flame down, licking the steel. I see the vapor flow thick and white like a intelligent blob through the pipe. I held that thick blob of vapor for as long as I could. Exhaling I can hear that buzz, the wave will carry me deep into the void. I was confident I had cleared all the DMT from the launch pad. But I always take two just to make sure. After I held and exhaled that second hit, I reach to put the bubbler on the nightstand as I'm pulling my arm back, it smears into a fractally mess all about my nightstand. I lay back and keep my eyes open as long as I can looking at my room, breathing, spinning, melting, dancing and singing for me . The ceiling fan starts spinning and stretching outwards through the roof like a vortex towards the north pole. I feel it pulling me in so I closed my eyes.
As my eyes closed, I could feel them open in another life. I could see a great glowing forest start to appear, but the glow was not from the fractals or alien terrain I'm so used to. Instead, I am now fully immersed into this lifelike jungle with a clearing in it surrounded by tribal structures and the sounds of the jungle. I notice the glow is coming from a structure of arches and curves in the middle of the clearing extending down into the earth and high above the trees. Within the cut outs of the structure there are fires and people performing some chants. I am up on what seems to be a rope bridge in the canopy of the trees, and I begin to gaze within the arches of the fire temple. I can feel the heat on my face. I can hear the drums and chants of the people below and within the arches growing louder and washing over all of my senses. Then suddenly hundreds of naked shaman women all glowing and shimmering appear from within the flames, vibrating with the sound of creations, and singing songs of joy and love. I watched them dance and celebrate my presence for what seemed to be a lifetime.
I begin to feel the need to move on. I started down the rope bridge which led to what seemed to be a portal of some sort. Before I could go though, I felt something, no, some being, contact me. Not with voice or sound, but love, energy and vibration frequencies that resonated and instilled insight and ideas within me. I interpreted this being as a universal master shaman, an ancient thing whose name I really can’t spell, or comprehend. It communed with me the story of survival, from the big bang to the cells in my heart and the electricity my heart itself creates. From the jungles and forests to the mountains and coastlines, how fractals, from the beginning and till the end. Within all and around everyone are the grand design of survival. His final vibrational message was that I need to share my vision and his vision and the universal vision, with everyone. I turned and walked across the bridge and entered the portal. The visions swirl and fade. I open my eyes