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Daniel Pinchbeck – Breaking Open the head

Suddenly I was rocketed through their cities, multidimensional, jewel faceted, hard and immaterial palaces where geometric and tentacular constructions were being taken apart and reconstructed at such lightning speed that I cannot recall more than a tiny and trivial fraction.  I was taken on a flyby at tremendous velocity. 

There were beings in this place.  They were humanoid, as far as I can remember, which is unfortunately not far enough.  I recall a blue entity .. gesturing – in my memory I see him with one hand raised waving at me.

There were fountains and spinning mandalas like lit up roulette wheels or flowering chakras that seemed organic as well as mechanical.  At the centre of the city was a great fountain, like the fountain at the centre of a Renaissance town square where bits of .. potentialities … or burbling new test tube universes were flowing in rainbow patterns of ultra violet froth. 

This realm was in a state of continual transformation ….. Everything I saw guttered with an artificial sparkle ..

Although I can’t remember sound, I felt there was a sound all around me.  Weeks later I began to recollect it as a high frequency buzzing, clicks and trills.  As I recall the beings in the DMT [a psychedelic drug] were saying ‘This is it.  Now you know.  This is it.  Now you know’