MightyMike530
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I was always very good at math, but I sucked at physics...
My shame
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WHODAT@THADOR
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Pretty much ...lol...But everything is Theory until proven I just read a article were they think you can fold a piece of paper 103 times and get the thickness of the universe
rory420420
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or have 103 dimensions of the same universe.see,this is easy..
Bublonichronic
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You don't speak to entities as they cannot talk...also, it's all a bunch of bullshit
JJ05
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My favorite DMT trip report.You don't speak to entities as they cannot talk...also, it's all a bunch of bullshit
Drifting deeply into the visual ebb and flow of the DMT I just walked through the thin fabric of the visual fractal fantasy. It was like a gauze layer of the dream just separated and boom .. it was like walking from a dark night into a brightly lit casino in Las Vegas. I felt like I had walked behind the scenes into a series of rooms. Everything was prime color cranked up to it s fullest potential. The images were clear, crisp and vivid. many times more vivid then the early pre-room images.
There were two people a man and a women or a girl and a boy. They appeared to me like simple balloon computer generated images. As soon as I stepped in the room, they glided up to me and spoke directly to me. They kept saying welcome back and words like: the big winner, he has returned, welcome to the end and the beginning, you are The One! As I looked around the room I felt the sense of some huge celebration upon my entry to this place. Bells were ringing, lights flashing fear began to rise in me as I felt the deep change in my world. The sprites begin to lead me around the room showing me how all my life they had been preparing me for this return. I was shown dozen of experiences simultaneously in my life, that had lead up to and been clues to this moment. I was shown in a flood and a onslaught of images, thoughts, situations, raw feelings that everything had been building to this moment. That this moment had been planned.
They told me it was a gift. That I had been selected to be The One. I felt feelings of huge relief, excitement and fear in the sprites. At this moment in the experience I became afraid for my life. I felt that this gift would cost me my life. I did not want to be The One. The sprits felt this fear in me and begin to hold my hands and arms rushing me deeper into their world. I felt their fear and I begin to believe that I had stepped out of the dream, out of the drug, out of my body and mind and into this super world. I begin to believe in the transformation. As I walked deeper I could see standing in the middle of the room, in the center of this place, an object similar to an hour glass. It was slowly turning over. I became aware that this vessel, as it tipped over, transferring its contents from the small red end to the larger blue end was transforming me. I felt my humanity slip out as I was filled with this new powerful light. A light of greater perception, of clarity. It felt like returning home. It felt familiar. It felt like I was waking up from a hollow, pale dream of reality. I felt god like and omnipotent. I realized the this gift was not only a gift but equally a death sentence for my physical body. I felt like I had been chosen to receive this not out of benevolence but out of a need to release this power and perception There had to be The One, to relieve the others. There had to be The One who perceived completely. I felt like Christ at the moment of realization of godhood and the inevitable moment of his crucifixion. I also felt like all this knowledge and perception was far too large to be processed by my physical mind and that death was the obvious transition.
As this moment of realization hit me I felt the sprites smile and step back. They told me I WAS The One and this WAS real and that it would never end.
They said do you not believe..... then see.
At this moment I sat up (in the real world) and opened my eyes. This moment true panic set in. I was deeply hallucinating. The real world was being covered, transformed into a psychedelic kaleidoscope of energy. Every surface had something like movie film, one image after another lined up like film shown through an overhead projector. These were the prime images of our symbolic nature. Slowly rolling over every surface. like the sprites of the objects. I felt I was seeing time in a singularity. I felt like I was seeing the symbolic patters like a second perception of true meaning. In the real room there were two people sitting next to me. When I looked at them I felt reassured momentarily. Then they exploded into dozens of two dimensional layers of light. Looking like computer generated futurists paintings. Wafer thin halos created the shapes of my friends. Dave looked up at me and said Welcome Back causing me to panic. Because when he said welcome back I did not think it was back to reality but back into the fold of this super world I was in. Back as there chosen one or at least one amongst them. I perceived Dave and Poon as personal guides or Guardians or gatekeepers there to welcome me into this new exalted state. That moment striped me of my world, my truths leading me to believe that my hallucinations were truth. I once again had the crashing feeling of winning, of being chosen, and being forced to receive this unwanted sentence of total vision. I had this crash as I could see once again the cause and effect of my being there and the price I would have to pay. I was the Bean King and the price of my gift would be perceptual transcendence but physical death.
At this time I felt a collapsing feeling as I gave in to the experience excepting my fate. I remember thinking that the hour glass had turned a little farther and I was pouring out of this life into my new one. I said out loud I am dying. Then I lost the support of my body, my self, my existence and I began to drift.
Dave then touched my leg I remember being drawn back into my body and thinking to hell with this I am not going to die, not yet and I felt the sprites smiling around me looking at me. I felt the fear. I felt the exhilaration of my visions. I was back in the sprites room. Even though this place was vibrant and psychedelic it was within my ability to comprehend. The sprits began there pitch at me being a winner and The One. I felt they were taking me back down the hallway to open those iconic, electric vision and to my death. I then said out loud again I am dying to which Dave responded only three more minutes and you will be all right.
Three more minutes.. Three more minutes was like a life raft that I sailed out of that world. As soon as I was able to believe that in three more minutes I would be normal again and everything began to fade. I felt in control of my body and my life. Slowly I drifted out of the their world, back through the gauzy world of colors and patterns. With a little extra coaxing from my friends I was able to wake up and separate my self from that moment.
I still vibrate from the experience.
I am very grateful to have been with my friends.
rory420420
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dude,ive tried..i mean,ive really tried to get where these people are speaking of..i thought i had done it,but,i just was really high on dmt..i cant seem to get to other dimensions..ive smoked and vaped huge piles of it,i have had nothing but more kaleidoscopes faster and brighter..i actually texted duck once saying i had broke thru..but hadnt.who knows,maybe i have,but to me its a bunch of color patterns..to others they see it as a deminsion..idk..i got over a gram in my drawer..nice day out.maybe ill go try again when the kids go see a movie later...
rory420420
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alot of it has to do with peoples spirituality..me being the science guy,im not into nor believe in sprites,spirits,gnomes,elves,haints,haunts,boogeymen,unicorns,honest politicians,military inteligence,religious factions,gods,or any other clip from scooby doo..lol
rory420420
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also,besides experience,i feel this belief of mine is what allows me to take a very large amount of most psychdelics without worry of freakouts,bum trips ect...its simple science making you feel weird!
WHODAT@THADOR
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Well science guy How do you dispute Waverly hill in Kentucky....Im not into the whole ghost on TV ting but i was introduced to it when I was stationed @ ft knox.....They have a couple of scientific experiment that have been pulled in there and the most conclusive where the one with balls being pushed by blue figures and mist in the thermals all caught on video....I get the chills just typin it ...lmao
MightyMike530
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I think a lot of those DMT and most other psychedilc experiences are pre-planned, meaning somewhere something got into the persons brain that this is how the trip should be and when the restraints on the mind are loosened by the substance what has been put into the brain comes out. Its all in your mind, always.
MightyMike530
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Again, I think those things are seen at Waverly Hill because people want to see them...I would like to go to that place though, never heard of it, seems like a freaky spot.
WHODAT@THADOR
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It was a Tuberculosis center where Tens of thousands of people died ......They were forced there by the Gov as a Quarantiine measure....There's a bunch of vids on youtube that are ok....But still haven't found that research video again its been a few years since I watched it
MightyMike530
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Fuck, what a great way to make some cash though.
Buy a run down old medical facility and offer it to the public as a haunted house type of deal. Except you wouldn't even have to add anything scary to it, people will mindfuck themselves....brilliant!
Buy a run down old medical facility and offer it to the public as a haunted house type of deal. Except you wouldn't even have to add anything scary to it, people will mindfuck themselves....brilliant!
rory420420
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link?
and ive done what every science guy has done..ive held seances,prayed,reciting quotes backwards,walking under a ladder writing the number 13 in chicken blood on a piece of broken mirror,begging for a sign of "supernatural" or a "ghost" or "god" to please show me a sign...not one.but,i have seen the northern lights,a car roll uphill,and electric balls of electricity flow across an ungrounded room due to no grounding and sulfur in the air...then i can explain light moving balls ect...
rory420420
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id love to see a ghost.ive begged out loud in "haunted" places for a sign..i swear id turn into shaggy...
WHODAT@THADOR
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It was they shut it down because of the activity levels ....supposedly
MightyMike530
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Of course, then for some reason reopened, let the mindfucking begin, cha-ching!!!! 
canndo
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Rory.
a mycelial mat or mass is made of literaly miles of hyphae. These hyohae are interconnected by what are known as clamp connections and radiological experiments prove that material moves bidirectionaly through those hyphae.
thus we have a growing, adapting hypercrossconnecting mass of bidirectionaly communicating channels.
the only other such arrangement known in nature is a brain.
it is entirely possible that there is a sentience within this mass. We know plants react to other plants being eaten by insects not with exotic chemical exudates but by sound and yet they neither have a sound sensing organ nor a centralized nervous system.
we know that mycelia connect and interconnect similar and different plants with one another and there is communication.
while I know that there is no retinal structure in any mushroom I have seen, I do suspect that the higher fungi are much more complicated than you might believe and quite possibly aware of their surroundings.
MightyMike530
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This is fascinating, well everything you wrote was, but this especially. Do you have a source for the study perhaps?
Tho, this reminded me, riddlem3 used to claim he could hear his plants scream when he doused their roots with boiling water at the end of his grows?!
