Greece Planet? What am I Kid Icarus?

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I sat myself down in the center of the cave looking outward and after a few minutes of meditating, proceeded to smoke 40mg of yellowish spice sandwiched between some blue lotus out of my homemade bong made from a cow horn(Bong Of Destiny anyone?). This would be my first time smoking spice with blue lotus.

Immediately after I took the third hit I closed my eyes and found myself looking straight up into the tunnel of white light that I had heard people associate with near death experiences. After a few seconds of being in this tunnel two winged female angels with alien grey faces (also made of light but separate from the tunnel) swooped down through the tunnel and picked me up by my arms to take me to the end of the tunnel. They told me telepathically that I was in a sacred place of the Anasazi and that they were taking me to another sacred place. A few seconds later they threw me out the end of the tunnel into one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen.

Before I describe the places I was in it is important to note that while I was in this place I was there in sort of an astral projected "vehicle". It was a "bubble" of transecting planes of light with a sort of matrix writing (that's all I can describe it as) flowing down all the "walls" of the bubble. I could control the position and place of the bubble though clumsily I might add. The place I was in I can only describe as the Parthenon in Greece but hundreds of times bigger and it looked as if it had been built yesterday. It stretched on for maybe what looked like 100 yards or more and had what looked like marble pillars that were hundreds of feet high, also the same "matrix writing" was flowing throughout the whole room. In this Parthenon of sorts there were many women (some of them pregnant) but no men and all of the pregnant ones were naked, the others wore a variety of clothes including traditional Grecian dresses. I began to start up a dialogue with one of the women in the room that had taken an interest in me.

First I asked this woman how she and the others navigated a place that was so complex because though this place had aspects of our reality it was so much more complex. She promptly responded to this with the question: "How do you navigate your own world" with a smile on her face. Next I asked her the existential question : "Where do I and the human race come from?". She told me that the human race and all human civilization had been seeded on earth off of other planets and that all early civilization on earth had its roots on other planets. She did not say but she implied that this was one of the reasons that the building we were in seemed so much like Greek architecture to me. She told me about so many other things but to my shame and dismay I can't remember what she said.

After my conversation with my new friend was over a few of the pregnant women in the room walked over to my "bubble" and pushed themselves through the membrane to where I was in the bubble. They stood there on the precipice of the bubble with amazing pastelic rainbow colors radiating out of their silhouette's. Though they had a strange quality to them it was as if I was looking at another human right in front of me, and for all I know maybe I was, but that's how intense it was. They stood there a while smiling at me and though we didn't exchange words we had a mutual understanding.

After this exchange I seemed to break free of my bubble vehicle and flew over to the far right corner of the building and found a woman standing between the last two pillars in a stunning purple Grecian dress looking out of the building. She did not look at me and when I turned to see what she was looking at I saw a sunrise over a vast ocean only this sun was much larger than our sun and much brighter. Though I never said anything to the woman I got the strangest feeling that she was my mother, I don't know why.

When I opened my eyes I looked at the ceiling of the cave and saw a bunch of cartoonish people looking at me through the sandstone. When they realized I could see them they all ran off in different directions out of view with the exception of two which arranged themselves in the positions of the famous panel in the Sistine chapel of Adam reaching out to god only it looked a little more crude since it was sandstone, but still amazing. After this the Sistine scene faded into mushroom like visuals and I was down.

I really do not know what to think of this trip other than it was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. It was like no other dmt trip I had in the sense that other than the matrix writing and the bubble, this trip was hardly psychedelic at all. All the "entities" I met in this trip seemed 100% human and not like the hyperspace entities I am more familiar with when smoking dmt. I know this seems kind of outlandish even for a dmt trip but I told it exactly how it happened to me and that is where I was and what I saw.