IJesusChrist
Holofractale de l'hypervérité
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This was it guys, this is ... this is what I saw, what I realized, what I needed... no, not needed to know - simply was unaware of knowing.
What I'm about to write may or may not come out as elegant as it came to, and streamed from within, me. I'm going to quote word for word what I had written down during the peak of my DMT voyage. All of my masquerading through the meaning of existance. The fear, the torment, the understanding. It is introspective and personal. I am not speaking about all of us, or for any of you, I am speaking to myself in third person. My hands were shaking and I couldn't correctly see, but here it is, in its raw, truthful written form;
All trips for me are a revealing that the day to day life we enjoy and contemplate is simply a vacade or veil covering what is most important and most fundamental. It is not negative, this blinding of truth, it is simply... life. the duality I've experienced shows that life can be enjoyed with or without psychodelics, but psychodelics show something deeper. In my visions and fractals, people spoke to me that and explained what I see isn't real - the life I live isn't indeed true... This stirs fear and doubt, but my fear is not warranted. What I had confused this revelation with, is that reality is some sort of joke, or mean trick on me [or us], and that we are all destined to a much more confusing and confronting understanding on awakening after this life.
I realized that I fear this (and you may have read my other post) despite realizing death is nothing to fear. The ultimate motivation in life is the realization that death in an unhappy state is something we must strive to avoid. I have come to terms with the pronounciation of everything we see in realms of psychodelics are simply metaphors; they are never literal in any sense. These riddles, parallel to dreams, are always a cryptic message of your inner being, that subconscious ever-working thinker. That feeling of 'right and wrong' that steers us so profoundly we are blinded by it, and when it is present, I claim to not understand, and run. I didn't run this time.
Your goals, your ambitions, your life lessons that you learned when you first conceived and perceived are what we must obtain. They are not set before us with a silver spoon, but they are not an impossible feat, they are our morality. I don't know who I am or what I really want to become. I want to be important, not in the fact to be noticed or remembered, but that I have changed what I wanted to change. I have pulled the world towards an asymptote of mine. My deepest and most sincere craving for life and from life, comes from the notion thaat everyone reaches what they deserve. The elementary goal that they were born to inheret. Whether it be to be faithful, to love, to earn money, to make your mother happy, to build the perfect house, to support a community, to advance an idea... if it is your true intention, then you must remember it, hold on to it, and never forget what is to become you.
To relieve myself from introspective text, I will end on my wants, written on my last comedown:
I want my father and mother to reach their goals, not to 'be happy'. I want them to feel accomplished and fulfilled.
I must find myself, and who I want to be - those long lost memories of what I am.
What I'm about to write may or may not come out as elegant as it came to, and streamed from within, me. I'm going to quote word for word what I had written down during the peak of my DMT voyage. All of my masquerading through the meaning of existance. The fear, the torment, the understanding. It is introspective and personal. I am not speaking about all of us, or for any of you, I am speaking to myself in third person. My hands were shaking and I couldn't correctly see, but here it is, in its raw, truthful written form;
All trips for me are a revealing that the day to day life we enjoy and contemplate is simply a vacade or veil covering what is most important and most fundamental. It is not negative, this blinding of truth, it is simply... life. the duality I've experienced shows that life can be enjoyed with or without psychodelics, but psychodelics show something deeper. In my visions and fractals, people spoke to me that and explained what I see isn't real - the life I live isn't indeed true... This stirs fear and doubt, but my fear is not warranted. What I had confused this revelation with, is that reality is some sort of joke, or mean trick on me [or us], and that we are all destined to a much more confusing and confronting understanding on awakening after this life.
I realized that I fear this (and you may have read my other post) despite realizing death is nothing to fear. The ultimate motivation in life is the realization that death in an unhappy state is something we must strive to avoid. I have come to terms with the pronounciation of everything we see in realms of psychodelics are simply metaphors; they are never literal in any sense. These riddles, parallel to dreams, are always a cryptic message of your inner being, that subconscious ever-working thinker. That feeling of 'right and wrong' that steers us so profoundly we are blinded by it, and when it is present, I claim to not understand, and run. I didn't run this time.
Your goals, your ambitions, your life lessons that you learned when you first conceived and perceived are what we must obtain. They are not set before us with a silver spoon, but they are not an impossible feat, they are our morality. I don't know who I am or what I really want to become. I want to be important, not in the fact to be noticed or remembered, but that I have changed what I wanted to change. I have pulled the world towards an asymptote of mine. My deepest and most sincere craving for life and from life, comes from the notion thaat everyone reaches what they deserve. The elementary goal that they were born to inheret. Whether it be to be faithful, to love, to earn money, to make your mother happy, to build the perfect house, to support a community, to advance an idea... if it is your true intention, then you must remember it, hold on to it, and never forget what is to become you.
To relieve myself from introspective text, I will end on my wants, written on my last comedown:
I want my father and mother to reach their goals, not to 'be happy'. I want them to feel accomplished and fulfilled.
I must find myself, and who I want to be - those long lost memories of what I am.
