#2mello

(also yeah the 'Can't Move Me' one is based off of the song by 2mello give it a listen :3)

at about a minute or two in a DMT trip, according to McKenna, one might burst through a chrysanthemum-like mandala, and find there’s a whole bunch of entities waiting on the other side saying, “How wonderful it is that you’re here, you come so rarely, we’re so delighted to see you.” They’re like jeweled self-dribbling basketballs and there are (other man: what?) so many of them and they come pounding towards you and they will stop in front of you and vibrate but when they do a very disconcerting thing which inhale is they jump into your body and they jump back out again the whole thing is going in a high speed mode where you’re being presented with thousands of details per second and you can NOT get a hold of them and they are these things saying, “dont give into astonishment” which is exactly what you wanna do, you wanna go nuts with how crazy this is. And they say, “dont do that, pay attention to what we’re doing” while they’re doing- what they’re doing is making objects with their voices, singing structures into existence, they offer you things saying, “ look at this! look at this!” and as your attention goes towards these objects, you realize what you’re being shown is impossible, its not simply intricate, beautiful, and hard to manufacture but its impossible to make these things. the nearest analogy would be the faberge eggs but these things, these things are like the toys scattered inside of the UFO, celestial toys and the toys themselves appear to be somehow alive and can sing other objects into existence. so whats happening is the proliferation of ‘elf gifts’ which are moving around and singing, “do what we are doing” and they are very insistent they say “do it! do it! do it!” and you feel like a bubble inside your body beginning to move up towards your mouth and when it comes out it isn’t sound but VISION Vision vision they say “Thats it!! thats it!!!! keep doing it!!” we are now at minute 4.5 of the trip and you speak in this sort of glossolali , there is a spontaneous outpouring of syntax unaccompanied by what is normally called ‘meaning’ after about a minute or two of this, the whole thing begins to collapse in on itself and they begin to physically move away from you usually their finally shot is they wave goodbye and say “Deja vu, deja vu”

meeting your rival on the street but they just monologue at you instead of fighting type beat

2 Mello - Molotov Music

from OverClocked ReMix