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OfflineThePhoenix
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The Machine and the Woman - 50mg DMT and Syrian Rue Tea
    #21483160 - 03/31/15 12:39 PM (9 years, 1 month ago)

Substance: 50mg N,N-DMT (Freebase and infused 30% in Passionflower and Syrian Rue)

  (T-0:30) 3-5g Syrian Rue Tea



After watching over my friend during his breakthrough experience, I weighed out and packed a large 160 mg bowl of changa in my new pipe and take a seat on the bed. After calming my nerves with a few deep breaths, I press the pipe to my mouth and take my first slow and large hit. Holding it for what felt like hours, I then exhaled slowly through my nose. Just as I put the pipe back up to my lips for number two, the tiles in the floor begin to vibrate individually, rotating and snapping back quickly. The room feels as though it is about to tear apart, and it did. As I took the second hit and exhaled through my nose, open eyed visuals and synesthesia ensued. The smoke coming out of my nose seemed to spiral to each side perfectly into vortexing fractals as I saw myself as a fractalized dragon. I struggled to stay in this world, as could be seen by my face. With knowing grimaces and wide eyes, I had to finish the bowl so the experience could be fully encountered.

The third hit. I took in as much as was left, passed the pipe off to my buddy, and closed my eyes.  I saw what looked like the base of a hemisphere where my vision was at the center of its bottom. Its surface was definitively overlaid with overlapping glowing white circles. It was difficult to ascribe it to the flower of life pattern or not, but I am fairly confident that it was indeed that. Along the hemisphere's upper edges were other sacred patterns with one forming a pattern of crosses made from overlapping glowing white lines and circles that reminded me of some rug and Islamic mosaic designs. A peachy fractal haze overwhelmed the edges of my vision and in its center formed the condensation of the most beautiful chrysanthemum flower, in posterized pink. It approached me slowly for a few seconds as it grew in size. When the flower surrounded my vision fully, it instantaneously rotated off-axis into a horizontal surface that became my hyperspace reality.

This surface quickly emerged back into a peach and yellow fractalized haze. But this time the haze divided up four quadrants of my vision. In the top right was the reoccurring feminine figure, I dubbed "The Woman" in new attire, sitting on a chair in a nook of a Victorian styled house. In the bottom right was a human-like living room with a coffee table and a humanoid individual seeming to be watching television. I do not recall what was in the left corners of my vision, as they did not progress into detail. The quadrants were the least of interest though because at the center of it all was the machine.

Tall, dark, dense, throbbing, electric, and mysterious was this large box with an undeniable energy. It wasn't cubic in form, however. When I looked at it, it had a deceptive appearance. At one point it transformed into a glowing hypercube, but then again the top of it looked like planes of some kind of hexagram with overlapping planes that morphed and rotated. I couldn't quite grasp what it was or what I was seeing, however, I have seen it two years before in my first ayahuasca experience. The machine definitely wasn't on my mind during this experience. I actually hadn't thought about that topic in quite some time. To my surprise, it came back. The machine possessed some kind of illusionary magic that kept me from observing it concretely. With it's extremely black color, height of around 8 or 10 feet (scaled on how large I felt to be), and a purplish black smog around it made it very peculiar. But what was more peculiar was its voracity. As I tried to study it and its overwhelming energy, I asked telepathically, "what are you?"

My vision was then swiftly redirected to the lower left quadrant. I was sucked into the quadrant and I sat, without a body, on a dark leather couch of the off-white carpeted living room as the machine spat out what seemed like an equally dark football sized bipyramidal version of itself, or at least one of its components. As soon as it was ejected from the machine, it spun slowly and silently, hovered above the dark coffee table, almost as if it was on display for me. Two poles were realized to be at the center of the bipyramid, almost representing its axes (graph type) or internal structure. The bipyramid seemed to open up and one of the poles removed itself as if an invisible ghost had grabbed it and the pole floated on over, right in front of my face. It wanted to be studied, or maybe it was trying to answer my question. I possessed it telepathically, as if I were holding it, but without hands or a body. I then carefully examined it, and I can still vividly remember this weeks later as I write this.

It appeared to be about two feet in length, with a rod diameter of two inches at the center of its length. Each end was symmetrical, with a swelling at the ends. The ends weren't spherical, but they swelled out and then came back to a very soft convexed point. It was almost entirely made of a very pure and hard glass. This was all analyzed by giving the rod a "once-over," but then I noticed that it had something different at its center. There was an inner rod that appeared to be a dense mixture of gold leaf flakes, like what you see in a bottle of gold flakes, but denser and extremely glittery, reflecting possibly the colors of all the fractals in the background. As I looked deeper into this golden core, my vision was forced to pan to the left, where around the corner of the wall was the woman, sitting in her chair, facing directly toward me.

I always know it is her as we make eye contact. Her clothes, skin, or other attire always changes but when our eyes lock, I know who it is gazing at me. This time around she was wearing what appeared to be a slave-maid's dress from the 1800's, and she had on some kind of head piece. I cannot remember the color of her skin or clothing. Her dress may have been fractals or it could have also been simply black. This scene progressed quickly. As our eyes met, I noticed that she was holding a crystal punch bowl, filled with a colorful morphing fractal, semi-liquid/dense gas. I glanced down at it for a second, and she smiled and lowered her head, still peering at me. I could tell this was goodbye. With a fractalized feather fan in hand, she flicked her wrist and the fractalized liquid/gas flew directly into my face, and I opened my eyes.


What did all of this mean?

The Machine: I'd be taking guesses, but I wonder if it is the inner depths of my mind. Someday I'd love to either understand this machine inside and out, or maybe even jump into it to experience whatever phenomenon it may bring. I wonder where its power comes from, and even why it feels powerful at all.

The Gilded Glass Rod: I think this is some kind of spiritual device such as a wand or something similar, but the fact that it was laid across another similar rod to form the poles of the bipyramid potentially says otherwise. Hyperspace devices are extremely interesting to me, and I sometimes wonder their implications, powers, or abilities from the machine elves stories from Terrence McKenna. I'd like to make one of these out of polyester resin and gold flake just to almost "have" something from hyperspace.

The Woman: She may very likely control some of my visions, leading me to believe she may be my spirit guide or something similar, trying to teach and show me things. I never really believed in spirit guides, but the reoccurring visions of her makes me consider the possibility. This was the third time I encountered a various form of her. There was even a proper introduction between us during my first ayahuasca experience where she was on stage kind of strutting around in a mysterious way while I was the only observer in the audience. It was very personal



Edit: If you guys have any insights or knowledge of the things I saw, I'd love to discuss it with you. It'd be crazy if people had seen the same devices I saw. I'm pretty sure the woman is a reoccurring thing in many people's trips. God I love DMT because it poses so many philosophical questions about reality, space, and other worlds to explore!


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Edited by ThePhoenix (03/31/15 05:31 PM)

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OfflineKinshino
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Re: The Machine and the Woman - 50mg DMT and Syrian Rue Tea [Re: ThePhoenix]
    #21483268 - 03/31/15 01:14 PM (9 years, 1 month ago)

I don't have any important insight or knowledge to give you, but this report was awesome as hell. Thanks for sharing your experience. :thumbup:


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OfflineThePhoenix
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Re: The Machine and the Woman - 50mg DMT and Syrian Rue Tea [Re: Kinshino]
    #21484360 - 03/31/15 05:29 PM (9 years, 1 month ago)

Thanks Kinshino, means a lot! I'm kind of trying to make sense of what hyperspace is and maybe ways to experience it more clearly. Sometimes there's just soo much going on that it's hard to remember everything, granted, that experience was only about 15 minutes long! haha :wowz:


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