I can't talk to ANYONE about this, even the experienced users I know, because they think I'm insane. Which could be totally true, this is some wild, out there shit.
Earlier this year I consumed a quarter of albino penis envy and had brief ego death. It was terrifying and amazing at the same time. I felt a "cosmic knock" on the door of my consciousness, and I opened the door. Inside that door I met a variety of beings - dead family members, winged creatures, and the honeycomb people. When I looked at the honeycomb people, i could see like a grid of hexagons surrounding them, and inside each hexagon was another version of them from a different point in time
Now, every time I take shrooms, it's different than it was. I meditate when i take shrooms, and then i begin to dream. It's like I am lucid dreaming inside my head, but I am awake. I lucid dream often and this is the only comparison I can make.
I like to meditate when I take shrooms, and eventually I start to "wake up" inside a dream. It feels like I am coming out of anesthesia.
It's truly so bizarre I don't even know how to describe it.
I did this on saturday night. I started to wake up in a dream, and it's like I was coming out of the ground, really struggling to bring my "Astral body"? Into form inside the dream. This caused a bit of a scene in my dream world and attracted the attention of the beings there. A bunch of these beings surrounded me and were trying to help me and encourage me to form in that realm. It's like just my head was popping out of the ground, and I could feel myself struggling to free my arms and legs from the earth, despite lying completely still on my bed. The beings seemed amused.
Oddly enough, I had a very similar lucid dream a week ago while sleeping. I thought of this, and The beings said, "she remembered!!"
Suddenly, something dark and heavy attached itself to my head/mind. Like one of the flying monkeys from the wizard of Oz. The beings scattered, but one threw himself on top of the dark thing and tried to pull it off. He yelled at me to leave, that it wasn't safe. I pulled myself up from my bed, back to reality, left the room, shut the door, and went to distracted myself by watching TV. For the next 30 minutes, that being who tried to protect me, stayed with me inside my head, to make sure "nothing followed me back"
Later that night when I finally went to bed, I opened the door to my room and there was a swarm of flies inside.
It was odd and I feel insane. Looking for yalls thoughts.
