Forestluv

I've had glimpses into what I think you are describing. The closest I can describe the experience: "is" I am becoming more aware of how my mind keeps adding to "is" - adding thoughts, concepts, judgements, separation etc. For example, I've noticed every time my mind uses an adjective - it is adding to, and separating from, "is". (Doing that is also "is", yet it seems awareness of what "is" is becomes reduced or lost).

And off we go!. . .

@Visionary Authentic is an adjective we subjectivly assign. It is a judgement. What is. . . is. No need to analyze or judge. Just be.

That’s not what I mean by singularity. That use is seperating into source / not source. Recently I’ve had some nondual experiences. I’m aware of it, yet can’t explain it. The other day I was admiring a butterfly dancing among flowers as a pollinator. There was a moment of awareness of one, of same, of singularity. It wasn’t like “I” was watching “it”. I don’t know how long the moment was because it was timeless. My mind has tried to make sense of that moment, yet each attempt isn’t it.

There is a singularity of is

Pure psychedelics are safer than pure alcohol. Contaminated psychedelics and contaminated alcohol are both unsafe.

Thoughts and cocepts is is too. As is everything.

My most insightful moments have not felt good. They usually involve some level of ego dissolution or death. I find it really uncomfortable and I don’t know why I keep going back for more. For me, my strongest sense of Truth was simply “is”. My ego didn’t like it one bit and I reached the insanity threshold.

@AleksM Those are feelings that simply “is”. One is not more “is” than anothet. They all “is”

@kuwaynej The AI contingente at the National Neuroscience conference is getting larger every year. . .

@Marios Tsagoulis The hardest part for me is entering the dreaded ego-death zone. An ego with insecurities, dissappointments, self-judgement, confusion, overwhelm etc. is an ego still under the illusion of control. For me, that is infinitely more comfortable than losing all control and facing ego death. Yet since I first got there, I keep having this calling to return. Sometimes I feel like I’m on the edge of insanity and enlightenment.

Those are just a couple selective factors. Others such as height, sense of humor, religion and ethnicity are also strong selective forces. An insecure guy who is 6’3”, handsome with a great sense of humor would have a higher sexual fitness than an emotionally-stable confident 5’4” guy who is overweight and balding.

I’ve gone on dates where neither of us started in the friend zone. We meet on Bumble or Tinder. We exchange messages about ourselves and what we are looking for in a relationship. We agree there is potential for romance and go on a date. We arrive in the prospect zone and could move into the romance zone, friend zone or never-see-each-other-again zone.

Who decides what is *real*?

@Nahm The sentiment isn’t negative. Perhaps conceptualization candy is better

That's some hot conceptualization porn!

@haai14 It all is. A thought is a thought. An action is an action. a feeling is a feeling. Society and language is based on judgement. Consider how many adjectives and adverbs there are in the English language. Good/bad, beautiful/ugly, mean/nice and on and on. A day without adjectives/adverbs is a very different perspective.

@knakoo If you like Al-lad, you may want to try other lysergics. For the tryptamines, 4-aco-met is in the same level as al-lad. Me thinks 4-aco-dmt yields stronger headspace

@Leo Gura Thank you. Perhaps your words helped me stumble into it. Yesterday I had quite the shroom trip. Everything “is”. I couldn’t change it, stop it or escape it. Any thought, action, feeling, sight, sound. All “is”. I layed on the forest floor trying to regain my sanity. I thought “the trees are beautiful”. Yet that thought and the trees were “is”. An intense feeling of being trapped, more “is”. I wanted to contact and ask you for an easier way. Yet anything you say is “is”. As things settled down, relief is relief. Geese flying overhead is geese flying overhead. A yummy sandwich is a yummy sandwich.

@Edvard A thought questioning what is right or wrong is a thought questioning what is right or wrong. Everything is "is".

@haai14 The feeling of 100% truth is the feeling of 100% truth. The feeling of doubt is the feeling of doubt.

@Ariel Everything you wrote "is".

Yesterday there was a moment that lasted a moment, hours or eternity. Time had no meaning. I took a low-medium amount of psilocybin and headed over to the local Nature Center. I was expecting this trip to be similar to my previous ones where I am ONE with nature and experience fascination and awe. Where I experience greater consciousness and feel like the *real* me. Well, this was quite different. I began feeling uncomfortable and was unable to steer things into the comfort zone. There was an ominous sense of some "it", yet I couldn't identify what "it" was. It wasn't a certain "it", it was everywhere. I couldn't make "it" stop. I couldn't change "it". I couldn't escape "it". I sat on a bench overlooking a stream - yet "it" was "it". I tried to walk, still "it". I layed down on the earth and tried to think about how beautiful the trees and sky were. They were beautiful and not beautiful - they were just "it". Everything was "it" and there was no making sense of "it". I went into the insanity zone - and that was still "it". Three students approached me on the hiking path - there was fear of what might happen - they could see me as an insane professor, I could start screaming, I could smile and say "HI", I could just continue staring at the sky - yet it was all "it". I felt so trapped - which was still "it". I was begging to make "it" stop and sensed that the lesson was just "it" and I could not run away or escape "it". Whatever I thought or did was "it". Whatever was, was "it". I looked at my watch and only 5 min. had passed. I thought there is no way I can deal with 2 more hours of this. I thought of jumping in the river - still "it". I thought the only way to stop it would be to kill myself, yet that would also be "it" and I had no control over "it". I wanted to contact Leo and ask if there is any easier way to learn this lesson. Yet, realized anything he said was also "it". As I started coming down off the peak and that ominous "it" became more of an "is". Anxiety is anxiety. A comfortable feeling is a comfortable feeling. That duck is a duck. Seeing the form of a face in a tree trunk is seeing the form of a face in a tree trunk. . . I saw a group of people with walki-talkis. I wondered who they were. What are they doing here? Mysterious feeling is mysterious feeling. . . Are they looking for someone? Could they stop and interrogate me?. . . People with walki talkis is people with walki talkis. Worry of unknown is worry of unkown. Then the worry went away and absence of worry was absence of worry. Everything "is". It "is" so fucking "is" it "is". . . All my search, all my trying to figure it out, all my listening / reading of spiritual teachings is "is". All those spiritual masters explaining insight and enlightenment - it's all "is", just like the duck and my anxiety of "is" is. . . Three cyclists pedaled by me on a bridge. I smiled and tried to make eye contact. The first two cyclists avoided eye contact. The third made eye contact with me for a moment. Is. . Is. . Is. . .Thoughts floated by "Was that a spiritual connection? Did she experience the same sense I did? Is that what it feels like to connect with someone?". Is. . .Is. . . Is. . . Then a flock of geese flew overhead. More "is". Wondering how I should end this post is wondering how I should end this post.

I’ve only dated a couple gals that was into it. Giving her some spanks didn’t do much for me. I’m more into spontaneous encounters outside.

@SFRL I’m a guy. Are you asking about getting spanked or soankinh her?