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@Tech36363 i see: But Hinduism is a twisted kind of material chasing because you're not walking away from the temple with bundles of cash, are you? From a developmental perspective considering the things you might need at this stage in your life, wouldn't it best to just "get out there, champ!" Instead of trying to make it all work thru a theoretical system? If what you seek is optimal survival, what's stopping you? Go make the bread. Go get the prize. THEN come back to yourself and admit it was all one big joke. You have been dangling meat on a string that is just inches away from your mouth. Run a little faster, And GRAB IT!

Worth the price?

You are wording the Question of the Ages in a different way. Good Job! Consider that, perhaps after a thoughful analysis and reconsideration, the matter you have stumbled upon is the one we are all here to understand. Consider furthermore that this is not a question of brains and consciousness, grasping the truth or anything else. This is all a fiction, and grasping THAT places you above ordinary knowledge. THIS is what no man can ever explain to you no matter what he claims to know.

You need nothing to achieve the Feat of the Century. No method, veneration of deity, process, ritual or holy rite will FINANNLY GRANT YOU ACCESS to The Godliness that you speak It is imminent.

How do I Access and Embody and BE IN the psychedelic state permanately in sobriety? (Specifically in reference to MILD doses of acid) Boom. Thats the question. Now for my rambling 1St of all, let it b known that I genuinely seek an answer to this question. I am not asking it flippantly I Just love the state that Im in when Im off a microdose (ok, little more than that; 1/4 -1/3 tab). OH. My. God! Amazing! I am aware of myself & surroundings, my sense of humor is undescribably good (obv), and Im just vibing. The way I interact with other humans (men & women both but especially the latter) is utterly fluid and graceful. I am a fuxking boss! (No ego Boss) Anyways, clearly I rlly like that state. I want it all the time! What is the way? How do I do this? AGain, not asking flippantly. I fucking want this bad. I will make it my life's mission. This is worth more than any amount of money. (I intuit that I got this all backwards. My ego desires the benefits of "consciousness," not wanting to actually BE CONSCIOUS and drop the bullshit desires & conditions. This is probably, counterintuitevely, the answer to my question. Either way, you actualizers on da forum always have some literal gold for me. I am excited to hear ur responses) With Love, Affection, & a Wet, Virtual Smooch, Ben :))

Just wanted to say that everyone on this forum (with the exception of a few) has literal gold to offer. Reading your insights places me in the cornucopia of our collective madness.

Right on fellas! Wish I could give you all a warm hug! Just kidding! (Bc I got covid)

I just came down witb Covid. Symptoms include a nasty sore throat, lethargy, soreness, diarehia & the general sensation of "feeling like shit." Anyone has advice? Other than staying home & drinking soup n shit? Lol, I want a magic pill more than ever.

Lmao so I was tripping on Shrooms 2 nights ago. Ended up sending this fucking diatribe to my parents: (lmao dont ask how akward that next morning was, bulging eyeballs) Dear Father, It takes a lot of courage on my part to write and ultimately send you these words, since I dare not utter them in person. Yes, it is true that I am tripping balls on mushrooms and your greatest fears are real. I am sorry. In the meantime, I am worrying about you, and I would like you to know that no medication, whether in physical form from the pharmacy or elsewhere, will be enough to cure your ailment, you sick son of a bitch that has been wandering the cosmos for far longer than an eternity I Love you to death, and it brings me to tears. This is utter fucking nonsense. This is drivel in its entirty. I hope you exude omnipotence and the fear of nothing, and that you extend such infinite compassiom to all who dare to cross your path. Seriously, though, I love you, Dad, but this, to be sure, is a joke of humanity, the joke of jokes, the devil in its purest form I Hope I didn't bother you whilst barfing up the storm of words in the middle of the night. I have the future to be worried about, wherein I will become a great writer that is given zero praise and not even a speck of doubt. Again, I love you, but this point has been underscored. Again, your expectations of what reality must be implode in the face of this jargon. OH, sweet terror of what is coming to be. I wish you the best, and I hope you drown in a pool of infinite love. It will be the best, since I have handcrafted this reality just for you. You are the sweetest slice of pie of them all. You takes the cake for all that is real. I will probably copy mom in on this so she can laugh, cry, and dance about as she would anyhow I love you both, you fucking dreams, you cowards, you pigs I Hope to see you in the next lifetime, because otherwise I will have to face you when I wake up Oh, and about that fear that psychedelic drugs will ruin my life: that is a fucking farce, a joke if I've ever heard one. Again, I love you both, and you must take it to the grave, because I will be trolling you even after, if you ever gave a fuck Oh, and in regards to my sexless, worthless lide: why don't you get off your lazy, worthless bum and do something for a change, since you clearly are a fucking bastard. You are delusional, and you aint worth twat. Hope you get some fine, beautiful women sucking on your cock, and they'll be laughing for days, swearing that you are one lying son of a bitch IF you read this through to its end, you are the real hero of depravity. My laughter is shining as always, piercing through the rays of delight. God bless my noble desire to uncover the foundation of the universe itself, as if it ever mattered, because it doesn't, and I still love both of you to death SO thanks for housing me and all that shit. And i hope you kick me the fuck out when push comes to shove. Because shit is about to get real. Infinite lols, from here and beyond. Get a piece of THIS!

@Yimpa hajur God Bless you, Yimpa Yimpin my way down town!

@Unlimited I am also figuring out how to deal with my cannabis addiction. The main problems are: It's expensive Fear that it will make me stupid (lol) It demotivates me (from WHAT, again???) It turns into a cycle of hyper-conscious avoidance (that means I become acutely aware of my beating around the Bushy Bush) It's too good to be true I figure that I should want to feel the desire to do hard-work & become a millionaire or Happy Man Maybe one day I will completely drop the addiction. But so long as I label it as such, it is an intimate, moving part of my life.

LSD is my problem child. It is my favorite substance. In case you were interested in my perspective, LSD can act/feel like a large number of different substances -- from sedatives to stimulants, dissociatives and even depressants. The experience of LSD is malleable to a greater extent than other substances. God knows why. Or maybe the chemist next door does. Either way, I sometimes feel a desire to venerate the substance while muttering hymns to myself. lol. What a Godly Substance

@gengar @Terell Kirby It is no mistake... If your questions aren't answered in the 1st 12 seconds of this video, then it might be your destiny to remained lost in questioning, wondering why the focus of your attention is whether or not omniscience is absolute instead of brainstorming ways to uplift your fellow humans, invent a wheelchair with an inbuilt taint-tickler, or defy the laws of gravity to reach an unknown planet -- that even scientists haven't discovered -- at a speed faster than that of light. Paradox is, in its essence, a word that most perfectly answers your questions. But it's not the answer you were looking for. LoL

I want to write this. I Have been experiencing SOMETHING INCREDIBLE in the domain of interpersonal relations with WHOEVER you find yourself communicating with. Be that a peer or a boss, a parent or child, a sophist or philospher, YOU ARE responsible For Projecting That Image onto them. So, my point in this communication is simple: Be Wary of the sneaky tactics trying to convince other people of your TomFoolery while in the throes of trying to get a point across. THis is where infinite compassion comes into play, and you can dance with it in a symphony of giggling uncertainy, cosmic jokes, and Godly Levels of Paradoxical Nuance that, Ultimtely & Finally, Only YOU will be able to fully enjoy, bask & marvel & revel in, gawk at for eternity, since it is the very BEING THAT YOU ARE.........

@Natasha Tori Maru But what do you mean by Feeling? Is it distinct from anything else? Even "Feeling Itself" can be subdivided into physical feeling (i.e., feeling a rock, a tit, a tree) and mental-emotional feeling (which, if not Painfully Obvious to you at this Point in Time, is best not existing at all). And if Feeling does exist, in your estimation, how would one go about DESCRIBING IT? Would you then begin labeling and categorizing it in the pursuit of UNDERSTANDING? If you do that, QUITE COUNTERINTUITIVELY, it will take you farther away from Feeling, into the realms of abstract reasoning and murky mental ejaculate.

You can talk with Jesus right now if you wish. But you must watch Leo's video on Understanding Recontextualization first. Only then will the gateways of communication with Jesus Christ open with full transparency. I was just speaking with an old friend who punched me in the face and stole my playstation a while back. He said he found Jesus by going to church weekly, getting high on the weekends, and jerking off with a cumstained rag. At the end of the day, in this day-n-age, the only thing you can say is just this: To Eaxh Xis Own — (get it, lol, out of respect 4 pronouns????)

Duality is quite obvious. But nonduality is even more obvious. It is so powerfully obvious that it shatters the illusion of Duality. Ta-Daaaa!!! lol

A cigarette usually does the trick for me

I myself went through a full-blown existential crisis over the dilemma of whether or not I should kill flies, specifically with my favorite pink swatter. I ultimately realized that a sick part of the fly's soul has a fetish for this kind of spanking, so thereby rationalized to myself that I am killing these flies in the name of God, but I cleverly rewrote it as "Jesus Christ" so as to avoid committing blasphemy.

You look like a fun dude to drink a beer with Or go to the Spa or something lol

@Sugarcoat yeah, I do, I guess, lol I should be more grateful

Dear Sweet Pork Fat of Consciousness This is the boundless echoing insanity of the height of frivolity at nothing at that. This is the great wonder of creation, isn't it? I hope you are here for the enjoying, because otherwise my sadness will kill you in the next lifetime.

Someone Here, Yes, that is true. Good point! I Would Argue that your Achilles Heel is (obviously Achille's Heel) the ever-Growing Attachment That You Have to this forum. Reading comments like these reinforces your mind-ideology that we are on this forum listening to what you have to say OH, mr. Liberation, can't I get a PIECE OF THAT? LOl, I am shitting my pants InSide AND Out. This is a love story of paradigm-shifting incredulousness. I love you. Take that, geezer! LOl, we literally haven't yet seen the pepporoni of the Pie. Not yet have we come face to face with the Spoon of the Drawer, nor the Jack or the Knife or the Spade of Infinite Sexual Appeal

Namascar Everyone, A timely response is appreciated. In about 2 hours, I will eat abt 3 grams of shrooms. I have no clue how much I really have nor what the strain is. Unfortunately, I cannot grind it to a powder. Now, I have taken shrooms twice before, and eating the sonsOfBitches has always been the most difficult part. This batch here is PARTICULARLY stinky. So I thought I would break them up and swallow them with water. Otherwise, if I chew them, there is a high chance I will barf them up. That would be a waste of money. Is this is a viable solution? Also, would it be against forum guidelines to post a pic of my shroomies so y'all could perhaps identify the strain and or eyeball how many grams I got on my hands? Thank you, and I will see You on the Other Side Cheers!

I'm going for it. I plan on posting a trip report later on