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I used to have a nightmare where I'd be standing on a cliff and everything would turn black and white. Then white and black bars would start passing through me, from left to right.
My point of view would switch between first and third person.
The bars and the point of view switching always accelerated, until everything as white and black bars.
It made my hard hurt and worst of all was that I'd keep dreaming that throughout the entire night no matter how many times I woke up.
That sounds pretty cool. I've been getting these weird dreams lately where I would dream of continually waking up into different rooms until the dream was over and I finally woke up into my actual room. Usually it would be something outlandish, then my own room in an odd beige light, then outlandish again…
Then there are orange or flesh-walled rooms that I pop into when on DXM.
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So I basically made some Ayahuasca a few months ago, vomited everywhere, and had a dream-like experience. It was like a waking dream. Told it on another board in a more dramatic form so reposting it here slightly altered.
I was visited by an entity who seemed to have both insectoid and reptilian features. It wore a long flowing robe and had a sinister aura about it. It began to influence my mind and I could feel its presence throughout the trip, though I only could see it at the very beginning.
Once it had left my visual awareness, I began to regress into an animal form. I may have become a worm and an insect or some kind of fish or amphibian, but spent most of my time as some kind of lizard. I was in a state of despair, attempting to recapitulate phylogeny but finding myself stuck, it felt like an eternity had passed and I was simply stuck in this form and would have to live my life like this. Perhaps it wanted me to resign myself to this fate. I tried to pull some flesh and bone around myself but could not manage to become mammalian once more. I eventually managed to push myself skyward in an act of pure yearning and became a bird. I flew off toward the sun, into and above the clouds. At this point I became indignant with the entity, I told it that I was a man and that it would communicate with me in words and language. And so I inhabited a human body once more, but I never got a straight answer.
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We then went on to some sort of underworld, a vast and desolate marsh from which a single giant tree sprang. Scattered in the pools were bodies writhing in pain, each seeming to suffer alone. The tree itself too was made of bodies, it was a chaos of moaning and limbs, the bodies desperately clinging to one another. It seemed to be reaching skyward. There was an air of desperation, and I stood athwart the tree and the lonely marsh surrounding it.
I was awestruck. It seemed horrible and pointless yet beautiful at the same time, there was obviously some hidden process under way that I had not yet come to understand.
The entity seemed amused and mocked me. It also seemed to want me to come back and stay awhile longer (ie. make a stronger brew and try not to vomit).