After extesive meth / dextromethorphan HBr / crack and anything else I could get binges I began getting abducted. The very first time I can remember being abducted I only took around 16 ccc and blacked out. When I woke up I was surrounded by pitch black creatures which I soon recognized were Mantis Demons. Shape shifters, half human half cricket or praying mantis... I can't say. They had me laid out on a metal slab inside of something i can only describe quickly as a plastic hamster ball. They were all squealing in frequencies that kept killing me until I understood what they were all saying. "Kill" "Eat" "Cut now" Blood" "Rip" and then something came down from above me right to my chest. It slid quickly with something like a frequecy razor and exposed my heart which one of them quickly placed in the center of my chest. It dissolved instantly. The second that happened that machine slid upwards sealing me shut and like lightspeed I woke up in my bed where I had passed out.
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what you went through is called an 'altered state of consciousness.' it is real. get a copy of charles tart's book "altered states of consciousness." it was published back in the late 1960's or early 1970's, and has been updated several times. it is huge! but, is still the best resourse on your situation. one last thing... your not nuts! it is our mainstream culture that is nuts; not us.
I'm starting to sincerly belive that is the truth despite every piece of circumstial evidence built up against me proving otherwise in my involuntary socially enforced subconscious probate hearings.