When the DMT kicked in, I found myself entering a space in which I felt that I was looking upward. It was as if I were laying on the ‘ground’ in this hyperspace realm, and everything was going on above me. I could not perceive any visible perimeters, but there was a sense of enclosure that left me with the distinct impression of being inside a dome. The dome seems to be a hive of activity that is both ephemeral and ineffable; for many it appears to be the place in which the ‘machine elves’ attempt some form of communication…  

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