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- Mon, 07 Oct 2019 14:01:15 EST AI0SSxxK No.898979
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Hello, so I tried DMT around 5 times and I'm always getting an unpleasant or a pretty terrifying experience. I thought I broke through but after reading that 'when you break through - you know it' shit I'm pretty sure I haven't because I'm really not sure at all. After taking one hit, everything starts getting weird, I wait 15 seconds to exhale, take another one and while still holding it in everything starts getting 2-D and 8-bit like. I start hearing noises. That's around the time the annoying entities start to appear. I try to take the third one and it gets really hard, it feels like the entities want me to stay there and not take the third one. Other times it feels like they are encouraging me to take the last one. But at this point everything is so fucked up that I have no idea if I'm holding the lighter up to my machine ball or if I'm completely missing it, I don't feel the unpleasant smoke but I know I'm inhaling. I'm scared as hell at this point ant thinking to myself that I really need that last hit. I inhaled so my lungs are supposed to be full? But they seem empty and I start inhaling/exhaling like I have nothing inside. Now these things are sort of mocking me, making strange high pitched sounds and it sort of feels like they're happy that they trapped me and they want to make fun of me. I start feeling like I am one of them. It all feels extremely high paced, like there I was just a regular dude a moment ago and now I'm in some extremely fucked up place ant I'm not even myself anymore. From my few experience, I can make out like 3 types of entities but I can't explain how they look as my memory fades when I get back. One type is sort of colourful and might be snake-like and made of some energy waves. They appeared in most of my experiences and one time implanted some shit into my head next to my ear, that time it was painful, they were making these high pitched noises to a point where they pointed this noise towards my head while implanting that shit. Other type of entity is these most annoying high pitched laughing retards that first start appearing when I'm taking the third hit and they feel malevolent. These are the most annoying ones because they cause me serious discomfort and terror and I don't even know how they look. I think they have tentacles and are black and maybe have some faces or creepy smiles painted on them like that cat from Alice. The third one I noticed was i one of the experiences. It felt like it got in the middle of the other two entities and it scared then away and rescued me. It looked like some white spirit or a wisp and maybe there were more than one of them. After rescuing me it felt like they were communicating and saying some shit like we need to get moving and it felt like they meant that they need to get me somewhere. Now I thoughy 'oh boy now I'm going to the reak break though hyperspace' and I traveled with them in the void but I opened my eyes to see that the trip is fading. I was thanking these creatures for saving me. Now this 5th time happened just an hour ago. Again, same story about taking the vapor in. I'm getting tormented by these black high pitched retards, they are messing with me and I'm trying to protect my head with my hands and saying stuff like 'I don't want to communicate with you' and my voice sounding just so alien and after saying I can't comprehend what I just said because the words are so unfamiliar to me. First 2-3 times I was interested and eager to meet these entities even though they gave me some discomfort with their noises and I even presented my hand saying 'Hello' but I was met with complete indifference. Like 4th time I felt really uncomfprtable around them because they gave me real pain before and during the moment when they implanted that shit into my head. Now 5th time I felt really pissed off when they again prevented me from taking the last hit properly because it felt like they were causing this whole confusion and later I felt serious terror. I don't even know what they do to cause this pain and terror so I can't elaborate on that. During and after the experience, I can sum it up in one word - nonsense. This word is always present during these experienced. And it's all so fast - I smoke, get my head raped by these things and I'm back. Have any of you experienced anyhing remotely similar? Hoe do I get passed this shit or is it actually what's DMT like? It's not a breakthrough experience, right? I just want my white light, high pitched spaceship to arrive and get me to the elf realm.
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Phoebe Habblefodging - Tue, 08 Oct 2019 22:44:24 EST jl4B8s9v No.899075 Reply
>>898979
Smoking DMT because "I just want my-" and you're already done in.
Now here is some indigenous Yanomami wisdom. It is not mine, it is Davi Kopenawa's. 1/

Encouraged by these words, my father-in-law resolutely continued to
make me drink the yãkoana so I could think right. This is how we study
to become shamans. The elder who calls the spirits for us must blow
their food into our nostrils for days. Then little by little, we eventually see
them approaching and dancing during the night, and it does not stop.
This is what my father-in-law did for me. He made me see the xapiri’s path, brought them down, and gave them to me. He did not want anyone
to be able to call me a liar! He is a great shaman. He is really very wise. It
is so. We follow the words Omama gave to his son: “If you really want to
see the xapiri and answer them, you must often drink the yãkoana. You
must remain at rest in your hammock and stop eating and copulating
without restraint. If so, the xapiri will be satisfied.
If not, they will find you dirty and run away.” This is why my wife’s father warned me: “Your thoughts will have to remain calm and you will have to answer the xapiri
carefully, otherwise they will get angry and could mistreat you!”

Under the effect of the yãkoana, I remained stretched out on the
ground, unconscious for a long time. Then the jaguar and deer spirits
came to me and started licking my body with the tips of their rough
tongues. They tasted my flesh to see if it was still bitter and salty. They
asked themselves: “How is he? Will we be able to clean him and set him
to rights?” This is how the spirits first evaluate us. If they notice that our
chest is too smoky, soiled by the leftovers of our own prey, or stinking of
penis, they get angry and instantly reject us. They violently hit us. Next
the pirima ãrixi tick spirits clung to my image with their mouths while
the sky spirits carried it into the heights to lay it down on their mirrors.
Then I drank more and more yãkoana.

Finally it was the turn of the yawarioma water-being women’s images to frighten me. They lived in the underworld before Omama made the rivers flow out of the earth. They are his wife’s sisters. Their love charms make young people become shamans. They only come down to us when our body is really empty of any game meat; when we are no longer eating bananas and manioc or even drinking water. They do not come down until the yãkoana has consumed all our flesh. They are very beautiful and of the highest value. Only the elders can call them for us. As soon as they arrive, they are anxious to carefully examine us. If they find us acceptable, they take us with them. When this happens to a young man, he
abruptly dashes out of his house like a ghost. He runs far into the forest, off the paths, moaning and calling his mother at the top of his lungs: “Aaa! Napaaa! Aaa! Napaaa!” He only comes back much later, once an elder has followed his trail to bring him home. This is what happened to me! After I had drunk a lot of yãkoana, the spirits of the forest and of the women of the water came to me during the day and took me with them. I started running like a ghost, accompanying their light as it rushed far ahead of me. I followed their paths through the forest for a long time, constantly shouting: “Aë! Aë! Aë!” I truly ran to the end of my strength! My wife’s father feared I would lose myself forever and he protected me. He intervened to stop these spirit women from taking me to their house underwater. So they left me on the forest floor, unconscious, and my father-in- law sent his own xapiri to bring me back to our house.
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Phoebe Habblefodging - Tue, 08 Oct 2019 22:47:06 EST jl4B8s9v No.899076 Reply
>>899075
2/

At the beginning, when you do not know the yãkoana’s power, you do
not stay standing for long! This is what happened to me. Its power made
me die and instantly threw me backward. I rolled on the ground, twisting
with fear and moaning: “Akaaa! Akaaa!” I had become a ghost, but the
xapiri remained invisible. This made me very anxious. I kept asking myself:
“Why don’t I see anything yet?” Several days passed like this, without
any spirits appearing to me. I was sweating profusely, and my skin was
completely covered in dust. I was tormented and deeply agitated. I drank
the yãkoana without respite and was scared. Each time its power seemed
more terrifying to me, and I was feeling increasingly weak. This is why
few young people dare to present their noses to the elders! And when
they do, they often quickly give up for fear of dying of it! Yet I wanted to
continue because despite my fear I really wanted to know the xapiri.

This is why I was so worried that I would not be able to see them at the
beginning. It is true! I was taking the yãkoana all the time and could not
see anything! This is what usually happens, but I did not know. When
you start drinking the yãkoana, you do not see anything at all. Your head
is seized by a strong pain and your thought remains closed. You get
weaker and weaker and simply lose consciousness. That is all. The xapiri
do not instantly reveal themselves to him who drinks the yãkoana for the
first time and, if he is not well prepared, he will not come out of this state.
The spirits only start to do their presentation dance after they have
stretched the initiate out on their mirrors. You have to spend several
nights in a ghost state and be very worn out before they manifest themselves.

First they contemplate you from the heights of the sky. They see you
lying in the open, like a small clear stain on the ground. Then they start
to come down in your direction because they really want you. As for you,
at first you only hear their voices converging from the distances. Then
suddenly they approach you and seize your image before you have had a
chance to catch sight of them. It is so. The first day you really do not see
anything. The following day you are unable to distinguish between day
and night and you can no longer
fall asleep. The day after that you become
ever more exhausted. The next day the xapiri finally
start to appear. You no longer experience hunger or thirst. You no longer
know pain or sleep. The yãkoana spirits have devoured your flesh and your eyes are dead. At that moment, you start to see the dawning of a vast and blinding
light. Then you distinguish the cohort of xapiri singing as they head in
your direction. Called by the elders from the ends of the sky, they approach
you little by little as they dance along their luminous path. The
first to arrive are still relatively few. They call the others as they pass. They
gradually come together until they form a noisy throng.

This is what happened to me, and I was very frightened, for I had
never seen anything like it. The dreams I had been having since I was a
child were nothing next to this! Seeing the xapiri come down to me for
the first time, I truly knew what fear was! What I started to see, though I
could not clearly distinguish them yet, was truly terrifying. The forest initially
became an immense void, which was spinning around me without
letting up. Then suddenly everything was immersed in a blinding brightness.
The light exploded with a great crash. Now I could see only the
ground and sky in great distances strewn with brilliant white fluffy feathers.
This luminous down covered everything as it floated gently in the sky. There was no longer any shade anywhere. I was watching over everything
from a horrifying height. I understood I was truly starting to become
other! I told myself: “Father-in- law knows the spirits! This is why he truly knows the forest! He was not lying to me!”
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Phoebe Habblefodging - Tue, 08 Oct 2019 22:49:30 EST jl4B8s9v No.899078 Reply
>>899076
3/3 for now. From "The Falling Sky" chapter 1: Becoming Other
When the xapiri want to put us to the test, they snatch our image and
go put it down very far away, on the sky’s back. The spirits of the paara
powder trees, the spirit father of yãkoana, and the urihinari forest spirits
are those who carry your image and your breath to lay them down on
their mirrors. This is how one really becomes
a shaman! This is what I
lived through, and it was truly very painful. My thought was seized with
oblivion and my skin was lying on the ground, inert. My people told
themselves: “He is a pitiful sight, collapsed like a dead person in the
dust!” But that was not what it was. My body was indeed prostrate on the
ground, yet the xapiri were keeping my image on their mirrors, in the
heights of the sky. This is why I got dizzy and was so scared I would fall. I
found myself suspended over an enormous chasm, sprawled in a heap
of white down feathers. I could no longer
distinguish the people of the
house around me. I could only hear the sound of their voices, like husky,
inarticulate rumbling. They sounded like the voices of evil beings. It was
truly frightening!
Suddenly everything
around me started to be covered in yellow and
white flowers like those of the masihanari kohi and weri nahi trees. Then
several luminous paths unfurled to the ends of the sky. They were undulating
in my direction and making an indistinct clamor. Full of apprehension,
I asked myself what this could be. I wondered: “Who are these unknown
beings coming towards me like this? What are they going to do
with me?” I was still so ignorant! I asked my father-in-
law:
“Are these already
things of the spirits?” He confirmed:
“Awe! The xapiri are starting
to approach you. They are coming little by little, but you cannot really
distinguish them yet. You will only be able to see them clearly once you
are very weak and have truly become other!” This is what happens when
the initiate begins to become spirit himself, and his thought is still
searching!
Then, squatting beside me, my wife’s father started to teach me to
hear the spirits’ songs. He told me: “If you want to become a shaman,
you must answer the xapiri’s voices by imitating their songs and speaking
to them. At first, of course, you won’t be able to. But little by little they
will truly reveal their words to you. Your mouth must not be scared. Even
if you don’t
sing very well yet, they will still be happy that you answered
them. They will think: ‘That’s good! He really wants us!’ But if you don’t
make an effort and don’t
behave as they hope you will, they will mistreat
you. If you make the spirits feel sorrow, they will kill you and run far
away!” Somewhat troubled by these words, I did my best to prick up my
ears to listen to their voices and try to answer them.
When you start to drink the yãkoana, you do not perceive anything of
the spirits’ song. They must first remove everything
obstructing your ears
and preventing you from listening to them. Next they manifest themselves
by letting their melodies gradually be heard while we sleep. At the
very beginning, I did not know anything of the xapiri. Though I kept taking
the yãkoana, I could not see them, and I could not even hear their
sound yet! This tormented me and I told myself: “What is happening to
me? I am dying and behaving like a ghost, but it’s no use! I make for a
pitiful sight rolling in the dust, all for nothing! What will I do? If I don’t
see the xapiri, should I pretend?” Yet I did not want to lie. All the residues
of food had disappeared from my guts and I was exhausted. My very flesh
had become that of a ghost. But before I could see the spirits, I first did
my best to hear their words. I tried to imitate their songs little by little, as
my father-in-
law
had recommended.
He was the one who started to teach them to me. He introduced me to
the xapiri as our ancestors have always done with their sons and sons-in-
law.
Then, as my attention focused, the spirit’s words began to be audible
to me. They replaced my tongue and throat with their own. Piece
by piece, their songs were revealed to me and each time they became
clearer. I began to sing like them. But it came slowly. Whatever you do,
you must not be impatient! First, you must try to imitate the upstream of
the words of the spirits’ song.12 This is how you can begin to truly hear
them and this is what I did. Finally
they removed the obstacles that
blocked my ears.
They suddenly exploded with a dull sound. Then I began to perceive
a faint melody, without seeing anything yet. It sounded like the hum of
a swarm of mosquitoes. It was the whistling of the purunama usi bamboo
flutes into which the spirits blow as they dance. Their high-pitched
sound came from far away and gradually drew closer. Suddenly, a low-pitched
sound spread like a wind whirling over the whole expanse of the
forest. Then I started to distinguish the calls and songs of the xapiri coming
towards me in the distance, from the edges of the sky. Despite the
distance, their voices became increasingly clear. Ordinary people could
not hear them, but for those who had become ghosts, they were very
sharp.
At the moment the xapiri finally
reveal their voices, your fear vanishes
and you experience an intense bliss, even if you are lying in the dust!
Then you must try to answer them so that they feel happy to listen to you
and encourage you with their clamor. This is how I began to sing, despite
all my fears! I still only perceived very faint sounds. Yet I decided to answer
the xapiri’s voices by echoing them. After a moment I began to hear
their joyful exclamations: “Awe! This time he is answering us as he is
supposed to!” Their voices seemed perfectly discernible to me. Satisfied,
I applied myself to imitating their sound and their words, again and
again, without stopping. Seeing my efforts, the xapiri came to my assistance.
They told themselves: “He probably doesn’t
hear us well! Let’s start
over! What can we do so our songs become audible to him?” Then they
started to sing again, making their voices stronger.
This is how I finally
truly heard them and began to sing like them. If we try hard to answer
the spirits, the images of the yõrixiama thrush and of the reã hi song tree
quickly come down to help us.13 They lend us their throats and reinforce
our tongues. This way, the words of the xapiri’s song rapidly increase
within us as in a tape recorder.
We drink the yãkoana with our eyes set on
their presentation dance and lose all fear of singing before the people of
our house. This is what happened to me!
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John Brickleshaw - Wed, 09 Oct 2019 11:39:45 EST EeVFf2oh No.899085 Reply
>>898979

Ask your higher self for clearance from negativity. Ask Yeshua to banish negative entities and to cut chords with those you've encountered. Ask Michael for protection.
See if this works. But so far as it sounds, you are asking the wrong questions. You should reflect upon what this entity attachment wants to teach you.
Your rigid desire to break through is as nonsensical in this context as these entities play you.
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Ian Worthinglock - Wed, 09 Oct 2019 14:50:42 EST KR4xgJuo No.899086 Reply
>>898979
these entities are inside of you and probably mean something about yourself. also i have smoked dmt one time and it was painful and i think it has to do with the quality of the dmt or something it made my head hurt
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Ian Worthinglock - Wed, 09 Oct 2019 14:51:56 EST KR4xgJuo No.899087 Reply
>>898979
also you should not have any idea of what dmt should be like because its different everytime and these preconceived notions could also fuck you up
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Phoebe Habblefodging - Wed, 09 Oct 2019 15:58:50 EST jl4B8s9v No.899088 Reply
>>899085
>Your rigid desire to break through is as nonsensical in this context as these entities play you.
>>899086
>>899087
seconding all of these. why don't you try mushrooms or something instead like 2g.
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Archie Gevingwill - Thu, 10 Oct 2019 14:36:30 EST AI0SSxxK No.899105 Reply
OP here. Thanks for your ideas. So let's say these entities want to tell me something. How do I go about interpreting the message? I don't have a clue on where to start because I cannot understand their language which in fact makes me feel pain. Also, they feel either indifferent to me or even downright malevolent because during these experiences they terrified me and caused me pain.
I don't have that strong desire to break through but I guess I just imagined DMT to be quite different. Instead of the reports about having deep coneversations and enlighening experiences, I'm getting hurt by these things with no apparent reason or idea.
I've done shrooms up to level 3 experience and that was interesting. Now I don't want to go further on shrooms since I can't handle DMT where my body is unable to do anything harmful. It's scary to think that on shrooms, I might do something stupid if I experienced something similar to DMT while on high shroom dose.
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Graham Fubberhood - Thu, 10 Oct 2019 15:06:56 EST LywZUfmH No.899106 Reply
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>>899105
If you can't figure out the message in 1, 2, 3 a few seconds... there's no message.

Psychedelic revelations are right up in your face, they're not cryptic. Cryptic shit = nonsense.
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Isabella Branderwell - Thu, 10 Oct 2019 18:19:38 EST jl4B8s9v No.899107 Reply
>>899105
it sounds like you are entering into their space expecting them to give you a lot of nice things, a very one-sided affair. I'm not trying to chastise just point out what I see. Good luck, really. I don't believe necessarily that if you're rejected once or several times you are done for all time.
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Phoebe Banderbat - Thu, 10 Oct 2019 18:33:10 EST MtSl39cE No.899108 Reply
>>899105
It's not that complicated. These entities don't want to directly teach you a thing. You're just having those entities attached to you and it's very likely that the DMT just opened you up to this reality.
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John Goodwill - Fri, 11 Oct 2019 00:40:53 EST 6d6mCia3 No.899114 Reply
>>899108
It has to be treated like a disease, but on a psychospiritual level.
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Archie Shittingshit - Fri, 11 Oct 2019 20:46:53 EST LywZUfmH No.899129 Reply
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Entities are just you communicating with yourself, you fucking schizo retards.
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Nigel Trotstone - Fri, 11 Oct 2019 23:20:44 EST zDROYn6Z No.899132 Reply
>>899105
Ignoring whether or not these entities are real, I have a serious question for you. Is something that knowingly causes you pain or discomfort automatically malevolent? Doesn't the intent behind an action mean anything? Your parents, if they've done their job right, introduced you to the painful truths of reality in a controlled manner to better help make you a successful and well rounded individual. You weren't born knowing you would have to work to survive or make a living, that you'd have to deal with suffering and whatnot, yet it was still necessary for you to learn that, wasn't it? As a matter of fact, the more quickly you could truly grasp that fact, the better off you'd be, right?

So, if these entities have caused you pain, but you can't even understand their language or their nature, how can you even come to a proper judgment about their intent for causing you this pain? Perhaps it was even entirely up to you to interpret what you experienced as being painful in the first place, and that's just the route you went. Suffering is an excellent motivational and learning tool, probably the best there is. Chances are you experienced pain because of one of your own shortcomings or choices, and it just highlighted some flaws you need to work on. The very fact you believe they were likely malevolent with out too much doubt seems to indicate as much.

I think I agree with the other guy, that they aren't trying to teach you any particular thing necessarily. The experience itself still serves as an excellent opportunity to learn and grow from, but only if you're determined to see the experience that way. The reason I asked you what I did in this post is because this is how I tend to think in general, because every experience and interaction is an opportunity to improve myself and come to a greater understanding of the world. If you don't have the first clue where to begin interpreting an experience you've had, try taking it at face value. Don't assign external meaning to what happened, like assuming these entities were trying to actively teach you something. Instead, use the experience to question your own nature, your own self perceptions, identity, beliefs, etc. Through this process you will always wind up learning something--maybe even what was intended, provided something was ever intended. The point is, really, that it doesn't matter if anything was intended, because you still got something out of all it.

In other words, quit feeling sorry for yourself for having been hurt by these beings, and examine why it is you were actually hurt, and how your own beliefs, attitudes, and perceptions could've contributed to how things played out. Perhaps if you were in a different place mentally/psychologically, you wouldn't have experienced pain, but euphoria or profound revelation. Work toward getting yourself into that kind of place mentally, because even if in future experiences you still experience pain, there's nothing saying that the experience of that pain in that specific context can't reveal to you profound truths, the revelations of which are euphoric. The experience literally becomes what you make it.
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Samuel Lightman - Sat, 12 Oct 2019 04:17:11 EST qliH9paW No.899146 Reply
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>>899129
You can't talk about DMT without mentioning entities, that's what Terence McKenna built most of his talks around.

Do you expect this board to never delve into what they've experienced?

What is your deal anyway, are you an atheist or something, these subjects seem to personally offend you. I rarely see you post anything other than complaints about threads. You're probably the only one on /psy/ who actually reports threads.
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Archie Shittingshit - Sat, 12 Oct 2019 07:20:07 EST LywZUfmH No.899147 Reply
>>899146
If you didn't spend your time posting in every fucking retarded /tinfoil/ /spooky/ thread here, maybe you'd see my proper posts.

Of course, you don't because you're a fucking retarded schizocunt. Keep posting shit threads though, you'll get permabanned eventually.
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Doris Lightspear - Sat, 12 Oct 2019 08:18:38 EST jl4B8s9v No.899152 Reply
>>899129
>>899147
Let me spell it out for you. Schizo = split, phrenia = head. OP is talking about outside entities (as did McKenna, with regard to both DMT and mushrooms). If you're just talking to yourself, like you're saying is really happening, then THAT would be schizophrenia because there is a split where one part is "talking" and the other is "listening". Other people are talking about a single, unified consciousness experiencing contact other consciousnesses. Also, most of us here acknowledge the uncanny relationship between psychedelic drugs and schizophrenia, so we probably aren't going to take "schizo", "schiz", etc as an insult in itself. By the way, this is a chan right? So feel free to link your "proper" posts, lol.
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Doris Lightspear - Sat, 12 Oct 2019 08:27:11 EST jl4B8s9v No.899153 Reply
>>899147
From your other posts that I see you seem sane and intelligent and I assume you know what schizophrenia means, so I really don't get why you're so bothered at a thread like this. But now I'm curious. Check out my earlier series of posts ITT. What do you make of the author of them? nb
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Samuel Lightman - Sat, 12 Oct 2019 08:43:50 EST qliH9paW No.899154 Reply
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>>899147
I scroll past and always see you calling someone a "retarded schizo" on clockwork.

I just don't understand how anyone who has taken psychedelics could be so strongly rooted in the idea that there's an objective understanding of the experience. Not only are you rooted in the idea, but you almost compulsively avoid subjectivity and actively try to prevent others from engaging in it, which doesn't really help others gather an understanding of what they've experienced.

But really, as much as you like diagnosing people, I hope you realize there's something wrong with you on an emotional level.
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Thomas Sonkinsan - Sat, 12 Oct 2019 14:20:03 EST Yzf2kwQX No.899159 Reply
>>899147
There are many things you should check about yourself before you happen to wreck yourself, my friend.

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