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Ayahuasca Trip Report · Teachings From Hyperspace (3 of 3)

10/15/2012

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Below is part three of the three part model Ayahuasca Trip Report series. This part is entitled "Darkness" for, more or less, appropriate reasons.  If you're just tuning in, here is Part 1 (Awe) and here is Part 2 (Light).  We hope you've enjoyed the experiential journey we've managed to set up for you. As always, let us know what you think in the comments below. And if you've had an entheogenic experience you'd like us to read and possibly publish, don't forget to reach out to us on our Contact Us page. Please read the ZOOMDOUT Trip Report guidelines before you begin to write. Until then.

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Teachings From Hyperspace
Setting: Santo Daime Ceremony
Age: 34 (31-34 during experiences)
Sex: Male
Duration: 2.5 hours (Santa Misa ceremonies) - 14 hours (longest dance works)
Shulgin Rating Scale: +++ / ++++


Inside the infinite circle of the Divine Presence which completely surrounds me, I affirm: there is only one Presence here, it is Harmony, which makes all hearts vibrate with Joy and Happiness. Those who choose to enter here will feel the vibration of the Divine Harmony.

The consecration of the space.
Reintroduction
Raimundo Irineu Serra was born in Brazil in 1892 and migrated to the Western Amazon region in 1912 to work in the rubber tapping industry. He was introduced by local shamans in the 1920s to the brew Ayahuasca, an entheogenic tea from the vine Banisteriopsis Caapi and the leaf Psychotria Viridis. During a period of eight days in solitude in the forest he received visions of the Queen of the Wood, the ‘Rainha da Floresta’ which he recognized as the Virgin Mary. He received the instructions to start a spiritual doctrine, founded in 1930 as the ‘Santo Daime’. Irineu named the Ayahuasca ‘Daime’, which is Portuguese for ‘Give me’.

During rituals, that last several hours, the Daime is served to the participants. Rituals are performed in a hexagonal mandala structure, women on one side, men on the other. In the middle the musicians are seated. Some rituals are healing rituals, others concentration and meditation rituals, some are dancing rituals. The rituals take up to 14 hours.

The Santo Daime is an eclectic religion, mixing elements from Christianity with Brazilian, African and Indian spiritual traditions. The doctrine is transmitted through the singing of hymns; they posses guidelines to receive personal and first hand religious experiences. The following document is a report of these religious or spiritual experiences after my own ingestion of the Daime during a three year period. I wrote them down, as close to the experience as possible, even though most experiences are far beyond words.


This is part two of a three part series as written by @kairon and released via ZOOMDOUT.COM in three parts.


Enjoy.

twitter handle: @kairon

15th of October, 2012


Teachings From Hyperspace · Part 3
"Darkness
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XXXI.
I entered hyperspace and saw demons. Their skin was hard like a shell, they were dark, opaque. They were interested in the angry emotions someone in my social life felt towards me and fed on those emotions. Now they came after me, either trying to scare me, or maybe searching for angry or dark emotions on my part. I was afraid. There were angelic beings, white and transparent. They explained to me how these demons connect to the emotions of humans. They instructed me how to encounter them without fear. First I had to connect deeply to the experience of the living light at the center of the Universe, the radiating source of love. I could feel this source, I saw it radiating light. Then they instructed me to make my heart a mirror, reflecting this love, this source of light. With this reflection in my heart I encountered the demons. My soul, my heart radiated love and light. The demons were not able to come closer and went away.

Entrei numa batalha
Vi meu povo esmorecer
Temos que vencer
Com o poder do Senhor Deus


I entered in the Battle
Saw my people discouraged
We have to overcome
with the power of God


Mestre Irineu, O Cruzeiro, Batalha hymn 115

XXXII. 
I was in the Salão and during the work the weather started to become stormy. Wind blew violently against the building, rain lashed against the windows. I perceived the weather as a conscious being, resonating on the battle going on in our souls. Inside and outside merged in a continuum, reflecting each other.
XXXIII. 
I was in the Salão and opened my eyes. I saw the Evil attack a fellow traveler and trying to disturb the ritual. The traveler vomited and stumbled. Another traveler started to shout, he was angry. I was afraid and did not know where to find peace now that we were being attacked. Everyone kept on singing hymns, which was probably best thing I could have done, as well. After the ritual I felt like I missed the incarnation in my body due to this fear, like I walked half a meter next to my body.
XXXIV.  
I entered hyperspace and stayed connected to the consciousness of my fellow travelers in the Salão. To me it was obvious that the whole group was struggling in an intense spiritual battle. Everyone had to work hard to maintain a connection with the Light, the center of the Salão. A being present explained to me that the spiritual battle of mankind can be condensed, reflected, for a short moment, in a smaller group. He told me that because we transcended space and time, we entered this nonlocal human process of balancing Dark and Light, Good and Evil. Our group was, for a moment, a representation of this larger process.
XXXV. 
I entered hyperspace and met a group of benevolent beings. They told me they wanted to show me what a psychosis looked like. They wanted me to know this, because it could help me understand people better that went through psychotic episodes. They told me to let them guide me and not to panic, like a guide preparing me for a trip through a jungle with potential dangerous animals. We entered something that looked like a maze. It was a place, made of thought constructs. They explained to me that our thoughts, our concepts, our idea’s become something like a building. Yet this building had loopholes in it. It had grown into a maze, where one could walk in circles forever. I could deeply feel how frightening and trapped someone would feel if they would have lost the way out. At the same time I was very happy with my guides and felt safe with there presence, guiding me through this experience.
XXXVI.
I entered hyperspace and was witnessing some awesome colors and patterns. Then some fellow traveler started vomiting during the silence. Instead of disturbing my vision, the sound of vomiting transformed into colors and splattered like Day-Glo colors through my vision, merging and transforming into my vision. The harmony I perceived refused to be disturbed and incorporated the sounds like a perfect creative impulse.
    XXXVII.    
After several occasions where I met the Source of All Light I started to realize that this source could be given a face if we desired to do so: the face of Christ or maybe Buddha, depending on our preferences. During the works I experimented with imaginations I consciously constructed of the face of Christ. At a certain moment I was at home, the day after a long 10 hour work on White Thursday . I started to feel tense, energized and restless when I decided to sit and meditate on the feeling, a bright light started to emerge from inside, overwhelmingly bright. I felt the resurrection of Christ was an inner experience, happening inside my soul.

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