I wish I could go back. But until I see any proof of this while in my normal state of consciousness, I'm gonna assume that it was a hallucination brought on by the DMT, and a result of my brain manifesting facets of my mind, as described above. Still absolutely amazing though, I was in tears of joy when I came back to reality. I don't pretend to understand this shit, but it's totally illogical to think of it as proof of anything paranormal.
You are viewing these experiences the wrong way. You are trying to understand them through the lens of the day to day objectivity of the rational physical world, as your mind interprets it be. The only time the humans brain chemistry is flooded with DMT is said to be flooded with DMT, is upon the point of death. At this point, perhaps 'DMT land' becomes your reality? Think you only have a split second to enjoy the trip before 'nothingness'? Ever had the sensation whilst on hallucinogenics of time being elastic? 5 minutes seeming like 5 hours perhaps? Could a split second therefore theoretically seem like all of eternity? After all, time as we experience it is an illusion of the mind, albeit a persistent one (I think Einstein said that). If that intense split second DMT trip, were to be all you ever knew for the whole of eternity, if it were to be your infinite reality, would it really matter that some 20th century scientist proclaimed it to be simple 'illusion' triggered by a massive release of DMT out your pineal gland? At the end of the day, our objective reality is only how it is due to a combination of brain-structure and the bio-chemical balance of reactions within it. All very 'fluid' or impermanent stuff when you think about it.
Also DMT is a very different kind of trip to things like mushrooms. It is extremely intense, and entirely inwards. I have never experienced entities as such. But from the accounts I have heard from friends who have, their 'elves' certainly seemed to reflect archetypal issues within their own psychology:
My mate 'Bob' who has paranoia issues thinking everyone is trying to take the piss out of him (cos he is a bit slow:
His elves were laughing at him behind his back.My mate 'Jim', grumpy bastard, who can have difficulty in having time or enthusiasm for anything outwith his own little secluded world of distractions and indulgences:
His elves told him to 'fuck off, go stand over there, we are busy just now'My mate 'Heinz', who is a bit hyper and excitable:
His elf was leaping around trying to show him things but without focusing on one thing for longer than 2 seconds.Of course, that isn't to say that there isn't something more tangible and 'independent' to these elf or alien DMT entities that exist on a very different plane of reality from what we do, and the only time we can experience them is when our brain chemistry is flooded with this molecule, but due to lacking any kind of pretext by which we can understand them, our subconscious mind projects images of itself onto them, and they 'show us around', 'laugh at us', or perhaps even 'show us the one true light', etc?
The maddest thing that happened to me on DMT was that I believed that I was actually Alien myself. That part of my consciousness was Alien. Sounds mad now but at the time it seemed crystal clear and very real. A voice then triggered in my head "Hoi, you are not supposed to know that!", Before I was shot through a library of forbidden knowledge at 1000mph, too fast for my mind to make anything much of any of it. In the end the only conclusion that I could come to as I failed time and time again to get a grip on these wild revelations being flashed in front of my eyes, none of which I can even remember, was; "Does it really matter!?"
I've also had the classic "telepathy" experience on LSD
I have had telepathy experiences whilst tripping with friends, many many many times. Perhaps not quite feeling as though boundaries are dissolving, but certainly knowing what the other was thinking and what conversation was about to come up, and then the topic of conversation did come up. Many times. Infact, I can often do it without tripping. Nobody needs hallucinogenics to be able to tap into energy fields being emitting from some person or people within a room. We are doing this all the time and subconsciously processing the information that we receive. Mushrooms and such simply helps our rational minds notice or be more aware of these processes. Granted, something else that mushrooms, and especially LSD does, is sends our rational minds on delusional roller-coasters. We can get ourselves stuck in mad off the track paradigms which once upon a time, formed part of the fun of tripping but I jsut kind of find this side of it to be annoying these days.
Mat , is there a small or huge difference between fly agaric mushrooms and average magic mushrooms, meskalin, LSD.
I tried almost everything, but never considered fly agaric as very interesting. I am also aware of your described paranormal phenomenons.
Do i need to try them? Have you ever tried to trade on psychedelics, you will get a horrible performance only trading on dissociativa is worse.
Amphetamin and Opiate however increase my day trading skills massive.
In all of my high dose psychedelic, ketamin whatever dreams, i see nothing else but a horrible crash for Bitcoin even if the trip is generally of a positive nature.
A big difference. One of the biggest being that Fly Agaric is a bazillion times more toxic to the human body than pscilocybin mushrooms. Whenever I have taken 'enough', I have puked them right back out. The experience I described above, was from a time in my early 20's, when I nibbled on some Fly Agaric caps, to the point where I was so nauseous, that I knew I could take another nibble without puking. I got through 1.5 caps. Not enough! But I did nontheless get a mild kind of buzz from it. The Laplanders I believe, feed them to reindeer and then drink the reindeers piss in order to get the actual hallucinogenic compounds in a form that hasn't got other things that are gonna make them puke. Phuck that!
I dunno about Ampetamine, but I certainly find that my judgement is badly affected by caffeine (everything is positive, everything must be done at 10 times the speed), and worse still is alcohol where due diligence goes right out the window in favour of due negligence; "
Hmm, BURP, maybe sgbett was right?, HICCUP, maybe Bitcoin at $820 is a steal!?"
I haven't actually done any hallucinogens (except DMT) since I started trading Bitcoin (only since Nov 2013). I imagine that a mushroom trip might give me a good few insights about it since I spend so much of my time and energy with my head stuck in Bitcoin charts.
