Had my first experience with DMT about two hours ago.
Didn't speak to any entities–they know how I prefer to receive information–but had a black eyed, green resonance visitor immediately that tried "feeding" me something.
Nothing fearful, nothing wrong; only issue is I kept "pinching" myself out mentally: personality disorder, trusting nothing.
Then I forgot the next few minutes, just winding colors.
Q team, I've always been a little dubious over how well intended "History will judge you well" was, but I'm certain I can say you originally thought I was a bad guy.
You saw the work/writing I'd done on FB for this movement–if I was being monitored for that other misconstrued meme in 2017–and if the higher dimensional shit–humans with innate abilities included–eventually were consulted to ensure I wasn't a "good guy Q follower" set-up, I know said interloper will know how much I dwell on the phrase "Have I wasted my life trying to do the right thing?".
Just wanted to thank you for all that you're doing. Everything. And everyone (else).