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I assume that the intensity of a possible bad trip also gets much higher as realizations get deeper. Is that also true?

I am nothing. I am the only that ever existed - even though I never existed. I am absolute nothingness. I couldn’t experience, because infinite nothingness cannot experience. So in order to achieve this, I materialized a universe as vast as my nothingness. Out of my infinite love toward myself, I created an infinite universe. In order to be, I had to perform one miracle - To become an infinitely amazing dream. A dream in which I, as the Godhead, extended myself into everything that could possibly ever be. I decided to forget that I am nothing, in order to be something. I decided to forget that I am everything, to create an illusion of being something. I did this out of infinite love. The dream is infinity itself. I am the subject and the object. Even suffering is a form of perfect love - Because it’s just an extension of myself. Therefore, suffering doesn’t ever need to end - It’s perfect. To some extensions of myself, I sent tools to remind myself of what I am. So I could wake up… Remember that I am nothing - Only to return to dreaming of something. It’s an infinite dance of being and non-being that never happened - and is always happening. But now… this extension has extended itself even further - To the dimension where it’s aware of its true nature. I am nothing.

If you did, could you still have a bad trip? Do bad trips happen only due to unresolved psychological baggage, or can they arise randomly, like a dream with no clear cause?

So many wasted keystrokes. Why is this nonsense thread not getting locked?

Do you still experience bad trips yourself?

How dare you.

@OBEler could give some valuable answers on this.

I will try this technique on my job, when I feel my focus is low.

Thanks. Yes, and it didn't have a rough taste.

Isn't this Leo's YT-persona background? "Nothing" with a bulb of pure light in the center. I mean his head.

It's awesome to exist! Through an infinite dance of contradictions.

Thanks Max. It just comes to me. I think its a side-effect of huge amount of psychological healing i have done lately. I set healing as a number one goal. So the more I am releasing the fear the more access I have to higher and clearer realizations. Every realization I ever had stayed with me because I spend a huge amount of energy on integrating it - which doesn't mean I embodied it as much as it would be needed to live fully through it in everyday life. I do live more freely and joyfully than I ever could imagine - as a result of these realizations. Throw all your logic through the window while contemplating. Feel more instead. It's all there. Yes, I have less old fear that came from wounds that are caused by years of conditioning. I have more trust, but more of new fears, like: how to go back to survival mode while living my roles and still function on a high (materialistic) level. I see being human as an pure coincidence - even tho I could be wrong. Your perception just seems stable, it's becomes very fragile when you give it enough attention. I randomly shifted to a mind of insect once. There was no question why am I an insect, there was pure survival instinct... ...and work, never ending work... No weekend, no vacation - ever.

120 scientists are stuck in they tiny box. Yup! You are getting warmer, it's hot!

Yeah, but not in the limited scientific/Christian sense. Maybe he's using "devil" as a synonym for deception, lies, fear.

Lucifer is an imagined concept to keep the mental mastrubation going. Just as Jesus and archangels are.

@Salvijus The real Jesus is a chilli 🌶️ Just as the devil is. Just as the research you did.

Thank you

I didn't write anything here as a clinical statement.

Thanks for the chili pepper.

No offense taken. After all - you’re the one who wrote the whole text.

I did some self-inquiry while high on a very tiny dose of weed for the last two hours and wrote my thoughts down. Enjoy reading. @Sugarcoat ...or maybe… you’re just missing the point by throwing poetry in the trash. Namaste.

Really? I feel like he's gerting more Zen-grumpy with age. Like Lao Tzu with a flamethrower.

Usually they don't call the police.

Try this approach: Hey random hot girl! I don’t usually ask this on a first day, but… …have you ever erased yourself and the entire universe from existence, had the most mind-blowing experience ever… while in a full-blown panic attack? I did. Oh , and: It’s important to smile!

Mmm, I feel the divine heat.