A Visit to a Forbidden Hyper-futuristic Metropolis Populated by Entities
Artwork by Dan Aug: ‘Alien Metropolis’
Sean Cantu, USA
First off, it had been 3 months; I'd had a 70 packed for 2 months just waiting. I either couldn't find the time/opportunity, or pre-flight nerves would get me. So first, I accidentally found a way around the nerves. Once I considered dosing, my heart started beating fast, but I kept imagining grabbing the pipe and lighter until it was pounding. I kept this up for 5 minutes and poof - the adrenaline/cortisol disappeared!
Previously, I've always gone in silence, but I needed to block out household noise. I went with pyramid song slowed 800%, and I decided I had found my soundtrack: a compelling flow, zero obtrusiveness, and 32 minutes long.
A jester appeared, and entities traveled in the flow of some black fluid
I took a couple of puffs to melt it, cleared it in one massive hit; I laid back, closed my eyes… and nothing. I waited around 15 seconds, and then suddenly one of those ‘inverting boxes’ started to form and get clearer. A jester head appeared in box, then the whole thing drifted away and off to the right, as if gesturing to me: "I present to you....".
It was just a wall of black fluid, flowing left to right. As I got closer, I noticed colored streaks. As soon as I contacted it, I assumed its velocity instantly, and could see that the streaks were actually entities traveling in this flow. I was rising upward through the flow toward a bright rectangular opening, and I passed through it with a pop.
I found myself in a hyper-futuristic metropolis populated by human form entities only; thousands of them were just going about their business. I just observed this for a while, and it dawned on me that I had been there before… many times.
4 entities came to push me out of that reality
I tried committing it all to memory, but immediately 4 entities finally noticed me and drifted over. They seemed to be pushing me out, as I could sense them deleting the visual imagery; at this point I remembered text, instead. “City”, “humans”, “real” came to mind.
They escorted me back to the door to the black fluid, but I'm pretty fucking good at staying in as long as possible, sometimes coming out of full breakthrough to fully sober. So I managed to linger there awhile with their dimension still visible. It started disappearing from my memory slowly as it fractured and dissolved. I also had very brief "reality breakage" (coming and going) when in contact with this threshold.
I've always gone 2-6 weeks between trips, but went back to back with 2 more 70's… and had the exact same trips. Now I've also had massive hits that take you straight to the torus room, and you visit the other dimensions on your way back, but this time it felt like a backdoor. No waiting room, no funhouse, no factory. Pretty Weird!