Tripping with Demons on DMT
Did you know that drugs can open portals for possession to occur? The occult even use them for this purpose!
Did you know that many people, including our very elite take these drugs to be able to communicate with ‘entities’ on the ‘other side’?
Well, it’s true!
DMT: What is it?
N,N-Dimethyltryptamine is a psychedelic compound. DMT is able to cross the human blood-brain-barrier, allowing it to act as a powerful hallucinogenic drug that dramatically affects human consciousness.
A book called DMT: The Spirit Molecule by Rick Strassman has been out for some time now but what’s interesting is he calls it a ‘spirit’ molecule. One doesn’t even get past the introduction of this book without realizing a very important piece of information has been given. What is it? He admits he has maintained a relationship lasting decades with a Zen Buddhist, and their ‘supervised’ drug sessions in a monastery.
In skimming over this book, my interest immediately went to Chapter “13”. Gotta love that number, right? Named:
“Through the Veil: 1”.
He (the author) clearly admits that while reviewing his notes on the various volunteers who have taken this drug in various ways, have admitted to having ‘contact’ with ‘them’ or other beings. He says at least half of these people did so in one form or another. Research subjects used expressions like “entities,” “beings,” “aliens,” “guides,” and “helpers” to describe them.
And here’s the scary part, the quotes of the people describing these beings go like this;
“There were these beings”
“I was being led”
“They were on me fast”
One person describes tales of the “self-transforming machine elves”, he encountered. Another patient with schizophrenia in a study at Stephen Szara’s former lab in Hungary reported the following after a high dose of DMT:
“I saw such strange dreams, but at the beginning only…I saw strange creatures, dwarves, or something, they were black and moved about.”
In another study, another schizophrenia patient stated,
“I was in a big place, and they were hurting me. They were not human….they were horrible! I was living in a world of orange people.”
Yet again, another person (not schizophrenic) reveals,
“That was real strange. There were a lot of elves. They were prankish, ornery, maybe four of them appeared at the side of a stretch of interstate highway I travel regularly. They commanded the scene, it was their terrain! they were about my height. They held up placards, showing me these incredibly beautiful, complex, swirling geometric scenes in them. One of them made it impossible for me to move. There was no issue of control; they were totally in control. They wanted me to look! I heard a giggling sound-the elves laughing or talking at high-speed volume, chattering, twittering.
This one really struck a nerve;
“First, there was a mandala-like series of visuals, Fleurs-de-lis-type visions. Then an insectlike thing got right into my face, hovering over me as the drug was going in. This thing sucked me out of my head into outer space. It was clearly outer space, a black-sky with millions of stars.
There is a sinister backdrop, an alien-type, insectoid, not-quite-pleasant side of this, isn’t there? It’s not like a “We’re going to get you.” It’s more like being possessed. During the experience there is a sense of someone or something else, there taking control. It’s like you have to defend yourself against them, wherever they are, but they certainly are there. I’m aware of them and they’re aware of me. It’s like they have an agenda. It’s like walking into a different neighborhood. You’re really not quite sure what the culture is. It’s got such a distinct flavor, the reptilian being to beings that are present.”
“To get to that space I had to get through some sort of a non-benevolent space. It felt like there were talons and claws there trying to guard to in a way.”
Dismemberment is part of the shamanic tradition, isn’t it? I felt a dragon-like presence. And, there were the same colors, -red, golden yellows.
It was wild. there were these three beings, three physical forms. There were rays coming out of their bodies and then back to their bodies. There were reptilian and humanoid, trying to make me understand, not with words, but with gestures. They wanted me to look into their bodies. I saw inside them and understood reproduction, what it’s like before birth, the passage into the body. Once I established what they were communicating, they didn’t just fade away. They stayed there for quite a while. Their presence very solid.”
He describes being placed into a spaceship, with many entities (some even android) performing routine technological work. A nursery, a high-tech nursery!
“Through the Veil 2”:
“There was a humming sound. I couldn’t tell if it was the air conditioner. Then i felt like I was suddenly in the presence of an alien to aliens, vaguely humanoid. There was serpentine colors surrounding them, producing an outline of their shape. Based on my reading, I expected leprechauns, not anything like this.
The bed was spinning, rocking, it was uncomfortable, alarming. There was some constriction in my chest. That feeling then turned into the alien presence. I tried to make contact and relax into it. It seemed a lot more in control that I was. It was interested in my fear and in me.
I remembered that feeling from when I was a kid. When I was scared I would relax and say to myself, “The worst thing that can happen is I’ll go to God” when I was afraid.”
“When I was first going under there were these insect creatures all around me. They were clearly trying to break through. I was fighting letting go of who I am or was. The more I fought, the more demonic they became, probing into my psyche and being.”
He speaks of beings with elongated heads, called the guardians or gatekeepers. Also of how it seemed like a “bee” and it sounded like one. And that the creature was revealing it’s hive.
The book goes on to say that many modern day scientists possess an abiding faith in the spiritual. However, these same scientists are caught in a profound conflict between their personal and professional beliefs. What they say and what they feel may contradict each other profoundly.
This is nothing more or less than communicating with demons and fallen angels.
The many clues give way to the signs. From the connections of ‘bees’ which the Merovingian and many elite bloodlines of the earth love to reveal in their symbolism to the bed seemingly spinning and the feeling of being possessed.
I don’t see how these things can be interpreted as anything other than demons.
One also needs to realize that drugs can and do open your subconscious to possession.