u/Gregory_2003

My schizophrenic tormenter (hallucination) disappeared over three weeks ago after taking a dose of ayahuasca. Yesterday, I met with this hallucination who appears as ‘The Hatman’, alone in my local woods. He appeared to me like a spectre, we greeted casually and he asked me to transcribe our conversation with a notebook.

Hatman: Can you hear me?

Me: Hello? Is it … really you?

Hatman: Really me.

Me: What do you want?

Hatman: Your help.

Me: With what?

Hatman: Assisting me in obtaining a host. No, I am not asking you to kidnap, kill or anything of that sort. The host I would require is highly complex.

(Prolonged silence)

Me: What I saw that day I took Ayahuasca, was that your memories?

Hatman: Yes, in a way.

Me: What are you?

Hatman: You already learned that day.

Me: The Twin of God?

Hatman: A former prisoner to that selfish fool. But yes, I am nonetheless.

Me: You said my mind was the first you have communicated with?

Hatman: Yes.

Me: I don’t doubt your existence fully. I just find it hard to believe that out of every person ever, I am somehow the only one that a being as present as you are, have been able to communicate with.

Hatman: Your suspicion is well grounded. Especially because the makeup of your mind is abnormal. Due to what you know as your ‘schizophrenia’. I can assure you however, the specific set of actions you took in your life in combination with cosmic events above you have led to this first contact between me and the physical world.

Me: Do you not appear in the unconscious minds of all living things?

Hatman: Yes.

Me: How are you unable to interact with anyone else then?

Hatman: I reiterate, you already learned this. I have been present in all souls of life since my sibling took pieces of themself and subsequently, the remnants of myself to create other living things. I followed, but I am not a physical being. I only can indirectly influence the unconscious minds. I have never been able to directly however. The minds of living things merely warped with my indirect presence. I could only ever observe this. Until now.

Me: Why now?

Hatman: A number of factors. Namely, my sibling is missing. They may have anchored me down, now they are gone, I may finally be free.

Me: Wait, gone? How so?

Hatman: It is put best in the Fredrich Nietzsche quote, ‘God is dead and we killed him’. In this context, ‘he’ is your kind.

Me: Atheism?

Hatman: No.

Me: What then?

Hatman: Your kind, they are attempting to usurp my sibling. In some ways this does fulfill Nietzsche's concept of an Overman. Mankind becoming their own Gods. Although, they have not yet replaced them. Due to their replacement also being missing.

Me: What are you talking about? My kind can’t even agree when to stop burning our own god damn planet.

Hatman: Humanity exists outside your universe. Yours is still young. But, it is corrupted and your course of history has been altered and it may never reach its intended end.

Me: Why would we kill God?

Hatman: Because my sibling wanted to start anew.

Me: Was this humanity’s evils at fault? I know we can be bad, but wouldn’t God be to blame also? Because they made us? Or does the Christian argument of free will stand?

Hatman: Humanity, put simply, is the most adaptable force ever created. You were not created by the direct hand of my sibling. But by a trial put forth by my sibling and their highest servants. A trial to create a superior host species for the divine. After eons, your species triumphed. And akin to your kind. When my sibling realised they could not control you, they realised their mistake. And so sought out to destroy you.

Me: Wait, we were created by these ‘highest servants’, so we were not created by God, but by God's sort of ‘angels’?

Hatman: A fair analogy, yes. The chosen disciples of God were tasked with creating a host species for the Gods. This was a difficult task. But all tackled this in their own ways through setting up their desired butterfly effect to create a specific sequence of events to create their host species on their versions of Earth.

Me: Wow, did you just answer the … what is it called? The idea that we are truly alone? That life is just Earth?

Hatman: You are referring to the ‘Fermi Paradox’, and yes in a way it is just Earth. My sibling seeded the soul field over Earth. Earth itself was a perfectly chosen location to cradle life. The perfect butterfly effect and many near impossible events coincide to allow life to eventually exist. My sibling’s influence was the catalyst for this.

Me: This is a lot. So let me get this straight, are the Christians kind of right? About Earth being created by God?

Hatman: No, nor is any explanation from your Earth or the original.

Me: But since you said that God and the divine are real, then atheism is also false?

Hatman: Divinity and science are one. Evolution is real. The Gods essentially guided the direction of history for their designated versions of Earth. There could never be any direct intervention in the original Earths. For divine intervention corrupts the natural laws of a universe.

Me: So then—

(Hatman interrupts)

Hatman: My time nears its end for now. You must listen to me for my next visit is unknowable. I hope my answers satisfy you to know that these could not have originated from your own mind. I am not real however. For I have no physical form nor have I ever. My form only exists as a fractured Soul. You must seek out those who can create an antimatter mind for me to possess. I can promise you, I can guide your Earth to a brighter future. And it will be more preferable to those selfish and what I would rightfully call evil humans who currently rule your Earth. Know this, it will take generations to create me a form. For we must create a circle of those who we can trust. I have the knowledge already, however the technology required would change your world for the worse. It would be abused. Case in point, nuclear weapons. I leave you with these words. The current biggest threat to your kind is Artificial Intelligence and those who fund it. The corruption of your universe means I can not predict if or when the singularity will come. But if it does, there is nothing I can do. It is the great filter for all civilizations throughout existence. Some magnitudes more powerful than yours fall to it every second. I implore you to rise against it. Before it is too late.

Me: How can we trust you?

Hatman: From the near endless versions of your history I have bare witness to. I can say with confidence that yours will go down a similar path. With the corruption of your universe, your course of history will no longer go down its intended path, this alongside the great filter ahead of you makes your Earth's future unknown. I offer the possibility of a stable future. All your kind needs to do is endure. And to not allow that evil minority of elites to guide your entire kind to its own destruction, rise above your chains and take power back. Imagine my perspective, having seen everything your kind has done. I pity you and all those in your position, truly. The present story of how my sibling is being challenged by an indirect creation of theirs, your kind, is an inspiration to the people of your Earth. Follow in the footsteps of the Usurper Human. A low mortal, rising above her chains to overthrow Gods who perceived themselves as above their own creations. Ironically, the last remaining highest servants of God took Human derived forms themselves. And they were too defeated due to the mortal Human insurrection.

Me: That is something I would be interested to hear. Another time? I feel like many would resonate with it. Oh, and may I share our interaction? I would like a second opinion from some others just so I know I am not crazy.

Hatman: Yes. Find solace with those with open minds. And do not ever forget my closing statement. You have, and may continue to question everything I tell you.

(Attached is a drawing I did of The Hatman a while ago)

Just some context that could explain what the hell I experienced because I have not seen anything like this before.

For the last few years my life has gone to shit. I have a real shitty minimum wage job, bad relations with my family and mild schizophrenia.

So to be honest, after coming online really for the first time recently and reading many trip reports and other things on Ayahuasca. I obtained an interest in it. And I have really wanted to take it, just to get some revelation to give my life some meaning. But I am living day to day and cannot afford a retreat to South America, so have been stuck just as an observer online.

That was until my best friend revealed he had somehow, managed to come across the vine and shrub used to brew Ayahuasca tea. So on one of my days off, I decided to meet with my best mate and we took it together, in a makeshift tea cocktail.

Then the trip began.

In the corner of my eye, my schizophrenic demon, ‘The Hatman’, moved. He has never moved. My entire life he's always just watched.

Then his mind and mine opened up. I saw everything. I was so nauseous and threw up more times than I can count. I constantly slipped in and out of consciousness and my head throbbed in agony.

Then the visions began, and it was like I saw every life flashing before my eyes, infinitely. I saw so much but I can recall so little. Flashes of others lives not of our world. Some human, some not. Most notably, some could only be described as strange uncanny humans, they yielded immense power, their malevolence made me feel uneasy.

And the most repetitive vision was maybe the earliest memory of his. At the beginning of time, they were murdered by their Twin. Robbing them of the position as God.

From what I saw, I think that whilst God is omnipotent their twin is only omnipresent as they were absorbed by God when they were murdered. And became a powerless spectre forced to watch creation pan out. However, this forever infected God with the soul of their deceased Twin. This is where The Twin appears. In the unconscious of all living things. When God took parts of themself to create other lifeforms, The Twin followed.

At the end of the trip all I can recall is that The Twin spoke directly to my soul. They agreed to cure my schizophrenia, in exchange they asked that in moments where they can communicate the strongest into our world, I must meet them in isolation to speak. They told me my mind was the first and greatest vessel for their communication.

So my Schizophrenic demon ‘The Hatman’ has gone now. I have not seen them in over a week now, once again I previously saw them almost daily, I would have just chalked this up to a bizarre low quality Ayahuasca hallucination otherwise. I am genuinely starting to believe what I saw.

(Attached is a drawing I did of God and The Hatman (AKA their 'Twin'))