It wasn't always like this, but it is, now. Every time I take ayahuasca with Acacia Confusa as the DMT-containing plant, I feel the presence of aliens. It's like the main feature of the trip. Yep, they're here, they're in the skies, they're waiting to do surgery on me, oh, they can do a little here and there. They're always benevolent, but that doesn't mean it's not intense and occasionally stressful (to have a foreigner work on you).
It's always extraterrestrials, now. Without exception. Anyone else get this?
From the unspoken
Grows the once broken