I tried to explain my vvisions to myself once and I couldn't really do it, but I'll try again;
While in DMT space, I often ponder what happens after death or what, if anything is beyond this life?
I am quickly barraged with a convulsing 3d enigma, resembling a fractal, but it is 3 dimensional, not like that on paper. It is constantly moving, twisting, and churning. Each space within the fractal is a part, or a perception, of reality. As the fractal increases in size, the differences in realities, or perceptions grow larger and larger. If you cut the fractal on a plane, so as only to see it in 3-d, it will represent all the possible perceptions of one reality through a given life time. Cut another way, it resembles all the different perceptions simultaneously going on.
Cut another way, it resembles how one perception is home in anothe perception, and that all possible perceptions of this reality, this universe, are just a part of the fractal as a whole. When I see this vision, I am usually an entity standing with my ideological entities of "God". One or more entities occupy OUTSIDE of this fractal, observing it, yet consumed by it. The gods often explain that this mutation of reality that I am being confronted with, is simply part of another cell of an infinite many. The layers go on, and the complexity increases forever. I end up asking, well, how can one person matter in all of this?
The answer, which I always have trouble grasping, is that I am ...wrong... in thinking I am seperate from the fractal itself. A strong sensation of "being wrong" rushes through me, and I am cast back to my perception. It takes me a full day, if not a week to try to regain my perception prior to the experience. I often feel like my thoughts blanket reality, and that in order to live sanely I must find my niche in perception.
In that way I am not seperate from "God", but I am simply a slice of it.
