I believed in existence of these beings before I ever touched drugs.

The efficacy of tinfoil hats, however, is unknown to me. Couldn't hurt, right? ;)

Free your mind?

DMT.

I couldn't. When I tried, the stuff wouldn't smoke at all. I held it over the flame, and it wouldn't burn. Not at all.

As soon as I gave up and left the room, it immediately began to smoke hard. Rather than waste it, one of our acquaintances then smoked it all and got hit quite hard. But as long as I was there, it would not burn.

So I'm of the opinion that whoever the Others were that day, they didn't want to meet me.

Haha. I love the thought of someone who wasn't planning on smoking DMT just smoking it. It's like deciding to go to Mars on a whim, without any preparation. :laughing: Love it.

I too was confronted with the presence of strange and indescribable beings that seem to be all knowing. I also spent the duration of my DMT trip petting a family of bunnies. Then when I came down, the bunnies left and the spirit like things dissipated, and I realized that it probably had something to do with me being on drugs when I saw them and that they don't really exist.

I did peyote once. I tried stuffing my guitar into an 8-Track slot, thinking it would make me play better. Didn't work.

Haha

Was the 8 track plugged in?

There was music coming out of it, but that doesn't mean it was plugged in.

I came to the conclusion that the general bluriness and lack of balance experienced when really drunk, are actually independently existing transdimensional entities. The alcohol just helps you reach this mysterious higher plane and meet them.