Alot of the things that shaman see i have seen, to get a good idea watch “graham hancock’s angel’s, aliens, elves, and ayahuasca” video.
I’ve seen an alien, it was what they call a grey, didn’t appear physical but i honestly have trouble remembering that one, i just can’t for the life of me remember the details and only that there was grey, imagine that huh, i see an alien and can’t remember the details of what happened.
A ufo, perfect triangle and very very close to the ground, almost hovering, no noise, appeared physical.
A satyr, “pan” some would call them, appeared physical.
A ghost, looked human, not physical.
A being made of light inside of a tree, i heard “ssshhhhhh” next to my head while looking at her. She didn’t have a face, only white light where a face should be.
What appeared to be an entity became the movie i was watching visually, he became a character and slowly turned around staring at me grinning, he put his hands on his hips and kind of began to prance or some shyte, it was strange, i don’t think people have done that kind of walk for some time.
One evening i looked over at the kitchen and there was a light breathing in there, it shouldn’t have been there and was dimming and getting brighter in a timely fashion, i walked outside to get away from it and my neighbors tree was flashing violently and waving around like an animation and i walked closer and looked at my tree. There was a very large image of a snake staring at me, and oh shyte was it pissed off, it was a king cobra i think, it was made of light and was the size of a fairly large tree.
I also saw lion or snake eyes at the beginning of my first psychosis, just staring at me, fairly stressful to go through because i knew who it was.
And then once a witch in a bar, who told me he was a witch after the fact, made me hallucinate also. He cited some of his dry dead poetry and while he was saying it the lights began to dim slowly and his face began to change, the final result was a very dark room with this horrendously evil dude missing hair and teeth grinning at me and staring me down, and all the while the dark poetry being spoken, when he stopped the hallucination/vision ceased and everything was back to normal, he then barked at me that “im a black witch!” It was rather funny because i just stared at him, i didn’t react at all and just stared back at him, i don’t think he was expecting that and honestly i didn’t really give a shyte what he was and didn’t ask either.
The bus driver also had what appeared to be elf or faery ears, appeared entirely physical, just large pointy ears, i had to look away because it was overwhelming to me and morbid having my brain spoken to and screwed with.
Thats about all that i care to remember right now.
“Hey voice, if you didn’t want people to know you’d give us all kinds of hallucinations wouldn’t you.” I ask.
“Yep, we do do that, it confuses things entirely, one guy sees this the other sees that, and boom you have a made up disease!” They say.