Yeah dude, the “machine elves” thing is basically what a lot of people report on DMT—these weird little entities that feel intelligent, like they’re there, and they’re doing stuff to you. People describe them as “elves” because they’re playful and hyperactive, but also because they communicate in this totally alien way—like language you can almost see, where meaning gets packed into these insane visual objects. And the trippy part is, they’re not always chill. Sometimes they’re like “relax, relax,” trying to calm you down, and other times they’re straight up messing with you—like giving you the finger, clowning you, doing that cosmic prankster vibe. Are they “real”? I don’t know if real is even the right word. It’s real as an experience—like it feels as real as anything—but what it is… brain interface? another dimension? archetypes? who the hell knows. If you mean “machine elves” like robot dogs with guns, that’s a whole different nightmare fuel conversation. But the DMT ones? That’s the classic “welcome to the other side” situation.