When the DMT kicked in, I found myself entering a space in which I felt that I was looking upward. It was as if I were laying on the ‘ground’ in this hyperspace realm, and everything was going on above me. I could not perceive any visible perimeters to this space, but there was a sense of enclosure. This enclosure left me with the distinct impression of being inside a dome.
Inside the dome was a machine spitting out colourful fractals
The environment inside the dome was dark, like a void; but in the ‘top’ of the space, there was some kind of otherworldly machinery at work. It appeared as gleaming, whitish-silver mechanisms that all fitted together perfectly and were moving endlessly, in perfect synchronicity. Cogs would be a rudimentary analogy, but this was far more complex and the shapes were more geometric in appearance.
The components of this hyper-dimensional machine were throwing out fractals of rainbow colours more beautiful than I could possibly describe. They ranged between iridescent flecks and whole shapes, something reminiscent of paisley, perhaps. I felt that I was watching some kind of show created for me to marvel at; I was privy to something never before seen by other eyes.