dmt

• "once smoked, the onset of the experience begins in about fifteen seconds. one falls immediately into a trance. one's eyes are closed and one hears a sound like ripping cellophane, like someone crumpling up plastic film and throwing it away. a friend of mine suggests this is our radio entelechy ripping out of the organic matrix. an ascending tone is heard. also present is the normal hallucinogenic modality, a shifting geometric surface of migrating and changing colored forms. at the synaptic site of activity, all available bond sites are being occupied, and one experiences the mode shift occurring over a period of about thirty seconds. at that point one arrives in a place that defies description, a space that has a feeling of being underground, or somehow insulated and domed. in finnegans wake such a place is called the "merry go raum," from the german word raum, for "space." the room is actually going around, and in that space one feels like a child, though one has come out somewhere in eternity."
  
  "the experience always reminds me of the twenty-fourth fragment of heraclitus: "the aeon is a child at play with colored balls." one not only becomes the aeon at play with colored balls but meets entities as well. in the book by my brother and myself, the invisible landscape, i describe them as self-transforming machine elves, for that is how they appear. these entities are dynamically contorting topological modules that are somehow distinct from the surrounding background, which is itself undergoing a continuous transformation. these entities remind me of the scene in the film version of the wizard of oz after the munchkins come with a death certificate for the witch of the east. they all have very squeaky voices and they sing a little song about being "absolutely and completely dead." the tryptamine munchkins come, these hyperdimensional machine-elf entities, and they bathe one in love. it's not erotic but it is open-hearted. it certainly feels good. these beings are like fractal reflections of some previously hidden and suddenly autonomous part of one's own psyche."
  (bkz: pisssssmi)
  
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