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@zazen come to the real world. Israel is the best thing that could have happened to the Palestinians and the Middle East in general. They can't continue living in the Middle Ages, stoning adulterers, hanging gays, and killing blasphemers in the 30th century. When we open interdimensional portals and communicate with alien civilizations, what would happen if one of them drew a picture of Muhammad? Have you thought about that? An intergalactic war! That would be terrible!

Thats a bad thing? Assimilating US values to loosen some of their conservative values Who is going to liberalize them when its an alien concept to them?

Agree with all of that. But WHAT is watching all of these Alien/Divine/whatever consciousness/arising/imaginings? All of that x/y/z/n+1/Alien/Divine/... consciousness is... temporal imagined arising(s). Even human/Alien/Divine consciousness is not the Absolute Looker/Subject/Reality/Being, but an appearance. Temporal, arising within THAT, and gone a bit later. Watched by WHAT? In WHAT? Made out of WHAT? What watches all of that? What never changes? What is never not the case? What are you truly? What eats the ant/human/alien/divine being for breakfast? THAT which manifests/imagines the whole gig within its boundless Reality/Being, and at the same time is aware of it. THAT which can "forget" or unimagine its realization of what "itself" is anytime... while never not being itself, even if that realization is lost. THAT can never loose itself, or become anything else. Yet, it explores its imagined potential of x/y/z/Ant/Human/Alien/Divine Being-consciousness and the worlds these consciousness perceive forever. And btw., none of that invalidates what you say, that alien/divine/.../n+1/whatever is a much grander perspective of God understanding herself. Its just, well, all of that doesn't change the unchanging Reality a bit. Did (true) YOU ever change, or just the temporary waves/ripples on you imagined surface? Leo, how about you answer this one? Isn't that bringing your "God/THAT/Reality imagines it all" theory/concept/experience nearer its final conclusion? And as always, since THAT never truly changes, "that" which is truly aware, and "we" are it already... meet you "there" already Leo. The various "consciousness" from ant to human to Alien to Divine Being are the "subject"-side of the manifestation. Changing, relative, like the "objective"-side of the "world". Like arising lenses that THAT uses to create, watch and understand its manifestations & light-show in different ways. What is aware of the boundless limitless Totality of all of that, having that arising within "It"self? What is unchanging Reality that sees ant, human, Alien, Divine Being arise within "It"-self. PS: Becoming part-time Alien/ then part-time-Divine Being, on which we recently learned after Alien comes Divine Beings, so whats next? Hint: Infinity = n+1 = forever.... https://www.actualized.org/forum/search/?&q=Alien&author=Water by the River It seems that our two Rivers are approaching the same ocean... Maybe soon we will be selling Water by the River and laughing at the illusion and ultimate joke of that activity, and throwing Koans at the waves of the River. But hey, what else is there to do than (hopefully) celebrating manifestation, enjoying creation/manifestation for Infinity, and... Selling Water by the River PS: Now the Backup-Koan, since all of the above is just illusion: Basho: The old pond, A frog jumps in: Plop! And: Who is hearing these words right now?

After a couple of pages it is already established that that is going to be the dynamic. Coupled with autism Olympics going on alien consciousness steriods.

@Leo Gura, I'm not trying to specifically cast a doubt on what you've been saying through these years. I know that you've been hammering on the "surgery" part. That's what makes your theories worth listening to, at least for me. Though, a lot of your God, alien, etc., theories I don't know what it actually points to because I barely have experience with psychedelics. So, I'm trying to treat them as possibilities, even though they sound very interesting and deep to me. But your theory must be as deep as your experience of "surgery" allows it to be.

No. I'm not sure if there is such a reason. Maybe. No. I would explore Alien Love and other advanced things which a human mind cannot fathom. Even if you have, this retreat will take you deeper. There is a lot more depth to God which we are after. I have done over 500 trips and I would still benefit from this retreat if I was a participant. I still benefit greatly from this chemical even if I take it today. There is no ceiling to it. No, Malt is not legally sound. I am not going to do legally sketchy stuff with you guys.

Excited about the idea of a psych retreat! @Leo Gura we've yet to get any indication of when you'll deliver on Alien Consciousness & Awakening courses-not to mention the Actualized.org book. Why should be hold out hope for this innovative bold idea? (and i say this not as a critic, but a loyal fan of Actualized.org )

Yes. Alien Consciousness is just an advanced stage of realizing God. God is all sorts of alien consciousnesses. And then there is a level beyond the alien into the minds of dieties. I have been so conscious that I access the minds of dieties. That's unknown yet. Maybe. I am working on something very custom. My retreats will be safer than ayahuasca retreats.

@Leo Gura do I need god Realization first for alien mind? I am looking forward for your alien mind course one day, too.

Introduction My feet are raw: cuts, pine pitch and all My hands are sore: abraised, puffy, and looking like "a job well done" My head is on fire: like an inflamed computer chip still running on overdrive My soul? alive and complete, as is The trip 150ug LSD is consumed orally at 8:30am. It was a hot summer day in northern-central Arizona. I pulled on my forest green pants and a tan-colored hiking shirt. I looked like a forest ranger ready for action. I packed my notebook and strapped on my compass. I noted the tent's proximity to the cliff and the general compass direction I walked so I could find my way back. The weather was 75-95⁰F & partly cloudy. As I maneuvered through heavy pine forest, wiggling around some branches, bending others, I got the feeling that something massive was about to happen. I kept my composure; the day had just begun. Eventually I hit a clearing with a new view beyond the cliffs. I set-up my collapsible tri-pod chair a safe distance from the cliffs to contemplate, journal, and be. Dozens of ants scuttled by. At first I feared they were of the aggressive type. Not fired red, but a more brown color. Not one climbed on me. I realized 90+% of nature is chill with you if you are still and relaxed around it. As I stared off the cliff (into the abyss) I began to feel deeper into my body. Initial thoughts included gratitude for Julien Blanc's trauma healing program I just went through, including the new friends I made in the process. Also my reverence for natural beauty and the fact I developed enough self-trust to trip in nature, near 200-foot sandstone cliffs, a 10-minute hike from my friend. It was feeling and a more realistic kind of joy: one with a healthy dose of underlying discomfort. Discomfort in the sense of the hot weather and possibly of encounters with wildlife. But the only wildlife that approached were flies, who I recognized as organic robot-like alien creatures with as much reason to exist as other life. They exude their own natural beauty. And they're even friendly and chill as long as you're not swatting at them constantly. Behind me, I heard a digging sound. I turned and focused with the gaze of a hawk letting his telescoping vision work for him. I saw a couple of small shrubs get yanked into the ground. A mole rat popped its head up. I felt giddy, but stayed quiet. I wanted to leave it be, but also go chase it (later in the day I would chase lizards across the campsite like a 8 year old boy, unabashed). When the heat of the sun kicked up a notch and the LSD began taking more effect, I jumped up and explored my newly charted territory one last time. Then I realized my water supply was already low and felt the call of camp. "It's time to find the tent". I recalled my compass direction and took a straight-shot back. But not without some fear. I felt a literal sensation of 'overcoming' in the pit of my being. "Holy shit. Its just me out here and getting back to camp is ON ME." I felt dizzy and a little like a survival dude who's wondering if he'd made a wrong move. I smiled in the face of it and moved ahead with strength and focus. My body filled with chemicals I'd associate with discipline and healthy fear. I knew how to get back but felt fear like I was enduring physical survival from scratch. Oddly I enjoyed it. Suddenly? The tent I was looking for quite literally popped out of things air a good 50 feet in front of me. A gigantic grin blossomed on my face. I felt like I'd just gone through the native American tradition of going into the woods as a rite of passage to become a man (though i didn't find a totem animal) and was now arriving to stand with the other men. I approached the tent, slowly unzipped it, and entered. My friend was pretending to sleep; how cute. I got cozy and prepared for the fast-approaching peak of the trip. It felt like a tender moment was about to unfold. So I lied down, eyes closed. Out of nowhere, I saw a pink image on a black background. It looked like a vagina made of vibrant desert flowers. The vagina then started to curve into itself, with the flowers getting consumed beneath the lips. It was insanely beautiful, and I became overtaken in total rapture by the sight of it. As the image of the pink desert vagina faded, my body became ultra-relaxed. Then, it started to spasm. Uncontrollably. Completely spontaneous. I allowed myself to relax further. And of course, the spasming increased. I began feeling an energy that I associated to the desert flower vagina image. It felt so incredibly right. Then something unbelievable happened. It's honestly difficult to explain using conventional language... But in a nutshell, my body form of consciousness and my mind/soul/spirit form of consciousness started to function as totally separate entities. While my body was trembling and flailing about my mind was 'talking' and imagining whatever it wanted. Nothing in particular, but I could tell it was functioning autonomously, similar to musical instruments playing completely different parts in a larger symphony. As this imminent physical experience went on, a great selflessness washed over me. I turned to my friend and in a mumbling voice said, "This is what de-traumatization looks like." I decided the theme of this trip would be about healing & reclaiming. I'd been working on somatic experiencing for the past 2 months and this felt like the climax of all of my hard work. Once my body settled down, my friend said he was gonna go to his van and chop up some honeydew. He came back with this insane, monster platter of honeydew melon, sliced horizontally in a triangle, covered in honey with a pile of cashews at the base. I freaked out like a kid at the candy store when he brought it in. I ate a few pieces, but felt full quick (usually eat only half the amount if food I normally eat when on LSD). Moments later, I found honey all over the inside of my right arm. I proceeded to laugh 10x harder than was necessary (just kidding it was so necessary haha). After washing off my arm, the heat and vibrations of the forest suggested to me that I de-clothe. Outside the tent ready to explore again, I stripped down all the way to sunbathe for a moment—standing up. I quickly realized I'd better shield the delicate areas. So, I threw my underwear back on. I ran through the forest, in the camping area, hopping from rock to rock. I felt as light as a cloud. My balance was insanely good too. My buddy grabbed my attention and said I should try the slackline. "That's such a hippy activity I never really got into," I thought. But in that moment all I could think was "Why the fuck not, I wanna have some fun!" We set it up and I remember getting up there and falling over and over again. Eventually I got bored of trying to walk it and began swinging on it. I'd sit on it, fall back, then cling to it with my leg and hands, swinging like a monkey the way I did when I was a little kid on the playground (I used to be one of the most skilled kids of playground equipment back then). Goofing around like this made me feel like a little kid again and like I was living the dream I'd always wanted to take back. I felt so incredibly happy. But not in a "high" way... just fulfilled. Next thing I remember is I was far enough beyond the peak of the trip I could walk on the tilted sandstone slabs that made up the canyon cliff-faces in a safe and explorative way. To my surprise i found mini cactus plants that I didn't know existed this far north in Arizona. Me and my friend explored around. He dug out a cave and we kept throwing rocks off the cliff (classic stupid fun things you do). After that I went back up to the forest floor, lied flat, and gave the earth a full-body hug. As I was coming down, the sun began to set. Me and my friend went to his van to make some dinner. Still, I kept splashing my face with water because of the heat. My hands and feet began to feel hot from all of the raw interaction with nature I'd had that day (barefoot and all). I slipped on socks and sandals to honor myself a little bit. A job well done in meeting nature raw and honest today. Indeed. But now it was time to balance it out. I chopped veggies for my friend and he sautéed the mushrooms, green beans, zucchini, and eggs into a masterpiece. I tasted every flavor and how they interacted with each other, like a Mozart symphony. A strange part about this trip is I felt so selfless it's as if I was free from the human mind and even the idea that I was tripping (as wild as it sounds). Everything was just consciousness. No physics and not even the idea of metaphysics. Only pure, raw being. This trip wasn't just another weak-ass, protected 'museum' dose' in an A/C controlled studio. Rather, I embraced the forest, including the theme of trauma, as a general rule of nature and life. I saw this trip as a healing experience. Not pleasant nor dark, just simply a rigorous, focused process. It also felt like a more intense dose of rugged exploration and nomadic living. I could feel the beauty of nature and also the harshness of it; I was reminded of the necessity of modern medicine and basics like clothing, clean shelter, and electricity to sustain higher baselines of consciousness as I go about life. The rawness element of this trip penetrated my soul fast and deep: the LSD accelerated a typical immersion in nature that would take 1-2 weeks to achieve (I've camped in Mongolia and Alaska before and usually immersion takes a while). I didn't sleep easy that night, but I did learn something. My feet, hands, and head were all inflamed. So even though my core body temperature was perfectly stable, the inflammation kept me up until the coolness of night balanced it out. It all made me realize I need to protect myself and honor my highly sensitive person (HSP) nature even further than before. This is something I'm going to get more serious about, and I do not care what people think. Trip rankings Depth was a 8/10 Spiritual rigor was definitely a 10/10 Preparedness was a 4/10 (heat and too little care to extremities) Overall something like a 7/10 Definitely would recommend if you're adventurous (and a little crazy) like me. Metaphysical themes encountered Strange loops, infinite holarchy, infinite nonduality (every duality in every domain reconciled), radical and intelligent selflessness. ••• Dear reader, Have you tripped in nature before? If so how was it? What came up? Or, have you used psychs to confront trauma in a direct manner before?

@Someone here all dimensions are in the same spot. We can see them all with our brain. Right now you are in the 8th 7th 6th 5th 4th 3th 2nd 1st and 0 dimension and don't know how. I don't now how either. When I went into a different dimension it felt like a portal was opening up behind my head. It felt like something scary was sneaking up behind me. So I started spinning around in a circle trying to find the fear and then I realized that the fear was coming not behind me in physical reality the portal was opening up where I think ' behind me ' is in my head and all the time. Then reality became 2 dimensional as the portal grew so big i lost track of my body and it felt like I fuzed with the light itself and I was in an Aztec 2 d board game with 50 arms on either side of me moving board game peices really fast but brain dead at the same time. Then it felt like reality was a bunch of square rooms in an infinite line like 1 D and I didn't have a head or body I was just rooms shifting from left to right and I went into a room and there was an alien doctor pointing at a chair and I felt what was like a printer squeezing me from the right side of my perceptual field to the left. I was running away with my eyes ( I didn't have a head to look away or eyes so I don't know how I was running away from it)but since I couldn't move eventually it came to me and squished me and tried to mind wipe me. This sounds insane but it happen to me. If its real I don't know but I saw it. It made me feel like we are 3d ( a person in a body) this body can move around in 3d via its fixed location. When the body stops being able to this we are stuck not moving only being able to move our eyes. Which is us moving in a 2d space. When you stop being able to move your eyes you are in 1 d. A screen. This screen has rooms that move from left to right in an infinite line like a channel on a TV. You aren't actually the body or the screen you are a thing that can travel via these hidden dimensions of the first person perspective. The 3rd person dimensions are a false assumption of reality. Except by the 1st person. The dimensions work on the inside not the outside. The next step from human evolution is to turn into a room.

Yeah the first time I went out of body was shortly after my first NN dmt trip. It wasn't very long but I floated above my body , felt this alien presence like I was being stalked by something . Then it started happening a bunch fairly recently . I get sleep paralysis, my whole body starts to buzz like electricity , I roll out , my astral body hits the floor. I was staying at my parents one of these ,they life in a two story and I float through the ceiling (I'm sleeping in the basement), and I can see my mom watching tv upstrairs. My dog is sitting with her, even though she's been deceased a year at this point , sitting on the couch next to my mom like she used to. I float out of the house and get a Birds Eye view of my neighborhood. Once again got the strange impression that there was another alien presence pursuing me. I don't know how to reliably cause it to happen , it's always been spontaneous , also I haven't gone to any other dimensions (without psychedelics). But this video I'm pinning below shows how deep astral projections can get .

Just imagine the head lines. Widespread alien consciousness outbreak. Autism takes over the world.

Very True. Anyone who rejects you is just jealous, too entranced and magnetized, too overwhelmingly attracted, so much that your presence burns their eyes like an ultraviolet sun. They cannot even conceptualize a long‑term relationship with someone so exquisitely delightful, because you deserve more, in fact, you deserve an entire cultic hive‑mind of adorers, of hyper‑devotees to fulfill all your most utter narcissistic‑egoic desires (which you don’t even want to fulfill, since you are so perfectly humble and divine) and yet you still realize them anyway, because your godly, interdimensional potential cannot be dimmed by anything finite or compressed into such mere pesty human pursuits like a sexual relationship. They see themselves as blockages, dams, distortions to the Tesla‑Einstein‑Jesus-alien‑love‑infinite‑intelligence that flows through you. “Goodness,” they think, “I must get away from them or I will fracture the holotropic cycle of consciousness expansion if I project my mere animalistic needs onto them; I mustn’t even approach them, let alone look at them. Stop it... Get away from me, I am too attracted to you. Are they even real?”

No , I don't talk about races. Races are the same, im half Turkish. The retarded thing is believing in a book written by a warlord pedophile 1400 years ago. Anyone who believes that is retarded by definition. Anyone should agree. Imagine that alien come and see that you worship a warlord pedophile and think that what he wrote is the TRUTH. They won't believe it This is not spreading hate, just spreading common sense. Who can believe that? Please

The day the Earth stood still. War of the Worlds. 2001: A Space Odyssey Planet of the Apes. The Omega Man. soylent green. West world. Tron. Star man. The Andromeda Strain. Logan's Run. Silent Running. the black hole Extra-Terrestrial robinson crusoe on mars Brainstorm Forbidden Planet Moon Contact Alien Star trek Daryl The explorers Blade runner Predator Total recall The running man Flight of the navigator Robocop First Men in the Moon The Time Machine Escape from New York The Thing Starship Troopers The blob Oblivion Vanilla Sky I, Robot westworld series fallout series Dune The Last Starfighter

@Leo Gura, I have only tripped on psilocybe once and DMT. Psilocybe was actually the most insane one, because it was long and I took a big dose as a beginner. But as I'm taking DMT, I am definitely finding it alien, especially visually.

Because the weirder the more they open your mind, allowing you to see radical new perspectives. Those two are especially other-worldly, surreal, alien.

Did he predict alien contact in the past but never happened?

This is a true story: the most intense dream I've ever had involved me crashing a spaceship into an alien planet with my friends and living there for thousands of years and constructing a society. Then I sat down and basked in it all and started thinking about what had been going on, and then I realized that the entire thing was a simulation constructed by aliens as a way to use human creativity to create new technology. Then I woke up from that dream (while still dreaming) and drew the insides of the spaceship on a piece of paper, and then I woke up for real and was like "what.. the.. fuck". Aliens, computer simulations, are so ingrained into us by pop culture, that using any of those concepts in combination to form a thought, would not require much originality as a starting point. He simply "parrots" more than you because he knows more than you and knows how to draw connections between ideas he knows about. But to say he only parrots is gravely uncharitable. In the very video we're talking about, he routinely answers questions on his own behalf. You can be uniquely incoherent and it won't matter for anyone. But if I assume you're being coherent, it reminds me of the idea that consciousness and perceptions are exactly where they seem to be, "out there". They aren't fundamentally a result of a mechanism, of light travelling into the eyes and being projected onto the retina and then adjusted neurologically. The mechanisms of the eyes are only correlative stories we use to explain how reality behaves, of why when we for example put a mask in front of the eyes, perception seems to change.

Of COURSE LP is about humanity, always! Because WE ARE HUMANITY. This includes all the animals and alien beings in the cosmos.

“Challenge yourself at every turn. Why not? You are indestructible.” Bashar the alien

Alex is the only one in the debate who cares about truth. Dr K is concerned with how to live a good life, while the Christian guy is just defending Christianity. Alex is a good example of how to do truth-seeking. He went through the atheist stage orange and is making his way to green and yellow. Maybe in a few years his views will have evolved more (i.e. dropping atheism). Dr K just isn’t the best philosophical thinker and has an ideology combining science and Hinduism in a way that doesn’t quite make sense. The Christian guy is basing his argument on human psychology, which has nothing to do with truth as Alex pointed out. All Alex has to say is this: if you were born as an alien on another planet, would you ever hear about Christianity? No. Would you ever come up with the worldview that a human called Jesus is God and the only one who is God, and worship him? No. So the only way that you could have the Christian worldview is because you are a human who believed humans when they told you there was another human who came along with the one and only truth. Yet this guy thinks he actually has the truth and is doing good by spreading it in the debate! It’s amazing how deluded people can be while thinking they have the truth.

The higher the perspective, the less it is projected and the more responsibility it takes to address the root of the problem, what in high chance will prevent the killing of the alien you mention, and also will be able to criticise the egotism of Trump in the least triggering way (due to the very minimal projection) possible what will convince people more effectively to think about it.

@Natasha Tori Maru 😂 Damm that episode 8 was terrible though...yeah there's a scene with the alien and I think they just put a guy in a costume it looked like a human crawling around on all fours. I don't even know what I'm watching at this point