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The real question here is not whether ufos are real . It is whether they are more intelligent or higher beings . I dont understand why the basic assumption is always that any alien life must be of higher intelligence . And Im not saying humans are the most intelligent but who knows and why assume anything? It may be true that aliens have more developed technology but that is in no way correlated with higher consciousness . In fact it seems stupid from them to be seen by us and they should be camouflaged unless they want us to think that their watching us . Another question is if their too plenty why governments dont shoot them down with patriots and s400 and bmd and all that? Are governments afraid or what?

why does @Leo Gura expression on this thread appear (to me) as spiritual bypassing? I realize I was seeking to change his beliefs regarding the value of the discussed relative truths, a silly thing to do, maybe why I perceive it to be devaluing experiences he’s never directly had? Like cognitive dissonance, unless I’m misunderstanding the point he’s making, that all belief and relative truths are unnecessary and valueless to explore once you’ve “Awoken”. This appearance is devaluation of the personal relative to the spiritual. I can see how this is practicing freedom of expression as Mandy pointed out, but it comes off as disconcerting/degrading to the values of the topics discussed. Like when someone has no direct experience of a practice/technique, yet claims it’s a waste of time or foolish to test/explore, because there’s still the absolute. I can also see how viewing those who experience significant value in utilizing these higher dimensional experiences to be delusional and “unaware” they are participating in a potential trap, but this is an assumption of the closed mind that doesn’t see value in falling into traps, or admitting life is the trap we must learn to traverse relinquishing all fear of traps. After all, they are all traps of perception. I know my consciousness is the only consciousness that exists, but I have no need to tell others this is all that matters, it seems like an oxymoron the value in exploring aliens, different dimensions and special abilities is unique to the individual, with great value in supporting humanity’s evolution. @Member how I became aware of my alien nature? I’ve become attuned to the knowledge of my multidimensional nature, through self healing energy practices, cultivation (meditation), allowing physical transformation, shedding/cleansing/releasing blockages/karma impeding the natural flow and allowing-in more light/energy (dna upgrades) raising awareness and the body’s natural frequency. Basically it’s all just the act of remembering through deepening the connection with ourselves. This resulted in several downloads, channeling of higher dimensional energy/information. We are all experiencing this energy shift/upgrade to a great degree this year, some are fighting/resisting the change of the body’s new energy frequency needs based off the collective energy dynamics, but it is a matter of allowing the knowledge to come through the inner listening and learning of seemingly new experiences. Resistance is stagnation, remaining unaware, distracted and avoidant of what serving expansion

So this is something that's been on my mind lately. This is similar to another topic I made a few months ago at the start of covid, but I feel like it's worth repeating. So much of our social malaise and neuroses is a result of our self-imposed alienation from nature. By which I mean, our minds (and by extension our politics, our governments, our economies etc.) have literally atrophied as a result of cutting ourselves off from the natural processes of life, which our forebears had in abundance. Take, for instance, a centrist who in other situations would find authoritarianism abhorrent, yet can't help but find themselves wanting to vote for Donald Trump. What's going on here? Why is an otherwise sane, grounded person falling victim to this mass hysteria? There are many, many reason, too many to list here, but one key one that is being overlooked is simply the fact their mind is unsettled as a result of being alienated from nature. It's no secret we live in an industrial age, and unless you're fortunate enough to be born in the country or have a very strong pull towards nature naturally, then its so easy to go your whole life without ever truly feeling the Earth's sacred embrace. This has consequences. A mind disconnected from its source (nature) will be more susceptible to false ideas, more paranoid, more unsettled and less secure. Not only that, but with the growing impacts of climate change (look at the west coast the US right now), this basic fact of our connectedness to nature is making itself known once again, but too many of us have been conditioned to find nature fearful and alien, and we grow afraid and paranoid as a result. The solution is not to fight these changes, but to embrace them, and understand that humanity's has place has always been in nature's bosom, and it's just that we've forgotten this over the last century or so. Spending quality time in nature will drastically improve your mental health, clarity, physical wellbeing, and social acumen. Earthing (look it up) is one of the most powerful mental health tools we have available to us, yet you won't hear this from any doctor or psychologist. Try it for yourself with a sincere heart and open mind and see for yourselves the benefit. If you're finding the world too much to handle and want a way to calm yourself down, then there's really no better remedy than spending time in nature. In fact, I would say its imperative to have a relationship with nature if you're serious about self-actualising and raising the collective consciousness. There's a reason why the Buddha touched the Earth the moment before his awakening. As the months and years go on this will become more and more self-evident, and the only question is will you accept these changes willingly or will you let them drag you down and become fearful and fall prey to false ideas. I think there's still a lot of reasons for hope, but only if we're proactive about them. Peace.

I was contemplating on whether to make this trip report or not, because the mods had a spaz attack about a previous post I made, but this was such a powerful trip, that's radically changed my life, I wanted to share it anyway. This is a high quality post, and there's nothing in the guidelines that suggest it should be removed, so I'm not doing anything 'wrong' writing this, even if you remove it. Set I took a very high dose of syrian rue. Setting At my house The Trip Report At around 12am, I heard these alien like buzzing sounds. I looked outside, and couldn't see anything. I checked all around the house, couldn't find anything. Then finally realised it was coming from my ears. These buzzing sounds sounded like an alien spacecraft. I had this strange sense that the buzzing sounds were some sort of portal to a hyper dimensional world, and I had the sense that aliens were watching me and wanted to abduct me. They never did. The buzzing sounds got louder and louder. The question of what was about to happen pondered in my mind. Will I be abducted by aliens? Will the universe blow up? Will it just dissolve into ashes? At this time, I was starting to get freaked out, so I pulled myself together and just sat down and did some deep breathing exercises. This helped immensely. As time went on, my coordination got worse and worse. Never to the point I was crawling, but to the point I was stumbling a bit. My perception also started to get more and more retarded. Space started falling away, distance started warping, etc. And the fear of death was absolutely huge. Its been large with me sober recently, for some random reason, but this trip of course amplified it by 1000. My heart rate was massive, and the situation felt very uncomfortable. Because I wasn't expecting this trip to happen (especially at night), due to the fact that it was rue and not psychotria viridis or root bark, these effects caught me off guard, and that gave me a real great opportunity to persevere through something that would be immensely challenging. It gave me the opportunity to really test how capable I am at loving whatever arises. Can I love the buzzing sounds that are about to abduct me? What about the lack of perception? What about the feeling of vomiting (which was the entire night)? And at first I couldn't. I felt like crying, I really thought "how the fuck is it even possible I'll get through this? This must be impossible!". I was at the bathroom vomiting, assessing the situation. Remembering that who knows how long I've got because I didn't read up on syrian rue only trip reports. Will it be 6 like a normal aya trip? More? Who knows. At that time, I was even considering the possibility that the trip could go through to work. And how would I handle that situation? I was all alone, and it was dark. Going to the hospital was not an option. Getting a friend to help wasn't either. I'm apart of a psychedelic group (who are the ones that teach me protocols and shamanic and psychedelic techniques) and messaged them to help out. But unfortunately they were all asleep. I sat down, panicked, just observing the situation I was in. I had just hit rock bottom of this trip. This was when my inner demons, my traumas, fears, lack of acceptance of myself and the world, were all surrounding me, staring me right in the eyes. I was resisting death. I was resisting the alien abduction sounds. I was resisting my perception. I kept trying to hold myself together, "if I just keep distracting myself, I'll get through it", "if I don't think or feel the alien abduction sounds, they'll go away", "if I just keep thinking about my human self, it wont dissolve" And each attempt I made at holding myself together, the abduction sounds, dissolving of self, perception issues, kept growing larger at each attempt I did. I didn't want to let go, because I was too worried about being abducted, about loosing complete perception and going insane, etc. And considering I was embarking on a less known path (syrian rue only trip) the fear of what may happen, was even worse. And on my final attempt to hold myself together, a voice whispered "the only bad thing about this trip, are the projections and labels you're putting onto it" And that, ended up being a core teaching of this trip. From somewhere, I could not articulate where, out sprang some deep wisdom, a vision for how this trip could end well instead of bad, a voice that told me exactly what I need to do to make it through this thing. "You need to accept, love, appreciate, be grateful for whatever is arising" said the voice. "Whatever arises, is always, ALWAYS good, and the only thing making it bad, is you believing so". And with that message, came a radical reorientation for what that trip was, and what it was about to turn into. The abduction sounds, we re-contextualised, from scary aliens trying to abduct me, to being loving creatures, or the universe, just trying to teach me a lesson and help me. The lack of perception, was seen as beauty and infinity. The heart rate racing, was an opportunity for me to feel my heart and get to know it better. Instead of trying to get the trip to adapt to me, the voice taught me how to adapt myself to the trip. Taught me that no matter what arises, its ALWAYS, ALWAYS! An opportunity to grow, to learn, to practice love and acceptance. And that trip, almost instantly, went from being a hell hole, to being almost a paradise, without a thing changing. I was there, just recontextualising, recontextualising, recontextualising, everything. To turn it from hell to love. To learn from it, and to enjoy it. And in that moment, as I was recontextualising what ever arises, bang bang bang, like a love gun, I got a huge sense and feeling of a flow state. A feeling of "this is what I'm meant to be doing". It just felt so right. This is the point of my life. I'm meant to be doing this, with everything. And as I did that, massive hallucinations in my bathroom formed, they were like blocks waving back and forth, and then the whole room radically changed into a hyper dimensional rainforest, with 2 shamans looking at me. The voice kept saying "keep loving, keep accepting, keep learning" "let go" Until I realised, that voice, was one of the shamans. Staring at me, like I'm doing something, that's so important, so honourable, so worthy for the world. I'm learning to love whatever happens. I'm learning to make the most of the worst of worst experiences, and to enjoy it all. And that shaman, wasn't another shaman on the opposite end of me, he was me. me and him were like 2 tentacles of the same octopus. Different, but the same. I, as being both me and the shaman, was helping myself in this strange loopy way. He was teaching me how to vomit. How the horrible pain in my stomach, wasn't just random pain, but the symptoms of traumas of my past, and not loving myself enough. He showed me, at each time I spewed vomit, how I was purging childhood trauma. He was showing me how to love those traumas, how to accept them, and then how to let them go (spew them out). He was showing me how to walk, even when uncoordinated. He showed me how even when I'm in a state of mind where my coordination sucks, I can still walk, if I just let go, feel my body, feel the flow of the environment, and allow my legs and arms and torso work together to walk. He showed me how the traumas in my mind, affect my IBS, my sleep problems, my pains in my body. He pointed to the pain in my body, showed me what childhood trauma it relates to. He showed me all the damage to my body from the food I ate in the past, how that little pain I always feel at the back of my ear, is from the mcdonalds I had as a kid. He picked up that pain, and showed me the mcdonalds remainders. He showed me what it was like to be a shaman. How to be a proper shaman, its about letting go of all your thoughts, and loving what arises. Being in flow with nature, the environment, other people, and just submitting to the present moment on a deep level. The trip ended on a good note. What I learnt - no matter what I do in life, I'll never be happy and get what I want. No matter what career, relationship, etc I get, it will never make me happy. What will truly make me happy, is learning to love whatever arises. I've been shown, proven, QED to the max, that my point in life, is to love everything. Absolutely everything. And the most counter intuitive, and amazing thing I've been shown in this entire trip, is what I always wanted in my career, relationships and spirituality, wasn't attaining love or happiness, but was the capacity to love whatever I end up attaining. Its the capacity, not the attainment, that I always wanted. And that I now will always strive for in my life. And that's radically changed my views of my career and dating. And its radically changed how I see events that happen to me. I see them now not as mistakes, or accidents, or problems or issues. I now see them as an opportunity to create what I truly want: capacity to love. - Capacity for love is enormous. Things you thought you could never ever love, are possible to love. And you should always try to, because odds are, its possible. - Love is the answer to healing. To heal your body, mind and spirit, the most fundamental, and essential element to that healing, is to love those parts of your body and mind and soul. You can do western medicine, nootropics, ayurveda or vasi healing, but if you don't firstly love the areas of your life you're trying to heal before doing all the things in the above, then its like you're building a roof before the concrete. And in a lot of cases, especially mental, just loving itself is curative. - I think the most amazing thing about this trip, was how it radically changed from being hell to being paradise, all from me just choosing to love and to see what was happening in positive light. That trip at the beginning, had more suffering that I think I experienced when I was getting severely bullied in high school. And to see how it changed just from my attitude... wow. Just fucken wow. I so amazed at how an attitude, is such a key, the key, in being happy. I'll never ever forget that experience, and forget what attitude, acceptance and love really is. All it took for me to love this trip, was a moment. It didnt take a fancy car, girlfriend, some meditation pose, delicious food... All it took was a moment. Was a state of mind. Just a state where i accepted what happened. And what this trip showed me, is the best thing, the only real thing my career, relationships and spirituality can offer me, is a moment. Think about the times you were happiest in your career. It wasn't the money itself, it wasn't the body movements of typing at the keyboard, the only, and greatest thing your career can give you, is a moment. A moment where you're blissful, accepting reality, peaceful. That's what the money gives you, or pretends to give you, is that moment. The best part of your relationship? That moment, during sex or watching tv with her/him. Its that moment of bliss, peace and acceptance. Its something which, you have the power to attain right now, not by earning lots of money, buying stuff, attaining skills. Its simply attained by your attitude, an attitude to love and accept. So why, why grind through life, go through hell working 2 jobs, talking to shitty girlfriends, having a hard time with the self hurt and pain of pickup, going through all that, just to attain that future, special moment, a moment which you already have, right now, all the time, as part of living consciousness itself. Why not just enjoy the moment now? Instead of choosing to only enjoy it after years of pain and hardship? You already have what you seek, and will ultimately get anyway. The best you can get from your career, relationships or spirituality, is the moment, is the now. Just enjoy the now.

A woman's/alien's/whatever's highest purpose is to confuse a man so he forgets what he thinks he knows and can feel the clarity that he really is.

I think she's more aware, gifted in the higher dimensions, vast knowledge from the higher dimensions sharing a lot of wisdom. It would be foolish for me anyways, to think someone would be conscious of their alien self and not be conscious of God, as a human in this reality. I only became aware of my alien nature this year. I don't take it too seriously, because i don't take anything too seriously anymore, unless of course, there's a lesson i need to learn

So now that everyone is pumped with aliens I would tell my own encounter whit an UFO. It was probably 2009 I was seeing my wife, girlfriend at the time, we used to go to an Starbucks at night to "study". The Starbucks was just at like 1 minute from the beach (this was in Puerto Rico in an area called Condado It is like Miami beach, super crowded area and a lot of night activity) anyways we went to the beach to obviously insert our tongues on each others. After a while we move from under a tree to an open area next to an hotel, it was beautiful. There where like 2 to 3 more couples in the area and we just lay down in the grass/sand and started talking. After a while I saw a fire ball just floating on top of us, it was like half mile of us and it wasn't moving. At first I think it was a blimp or a hot air balloon just on fire but suddenly it started emitting a purple light and I just told my girlfriend hey look at that do you think it is an alien? By the time I was a dogmatic atheist hyper rational and I just denied for some minutes that it was an UFO, my girlfriend told me it looked like a meteor but I told her it was imposible because it was floating in the same spot. Then the really creapy thing happened. The fire balloon started to move so fast from one point to another it was imposible that something moved that fast. Sometimes it just disappeared and appeared one mile in another direction. Then it got close to us like half mile or less and stopped and the fire started to glow more and more and I felt that thing was looking at us. At that point I was trying to look for other people in the area to just point them to the object but there were no one. By this point all the couples left, there were some people close but not that close. So I just got freaked out and my girlfriend told me to left and go home. After we left the beach, we keep looking at the sky and nothing was following us so I walked my girlfriend to her apartment, it was close, just less than one mile away and then I walked Super freaked out alone at 3 AM to my apartment 3 miles away from there. My denial was so heavy that I forgot the event, and I think it was just a dream so I keep thinking it was a dream for years (just denial and the ego not accepting to change paradigms. But after years of opening my mind and etc I just remembered the event while tripping in Marijuana and next day I asked my wife if she remembered the event and if it wasn't a dream, she told me she remembered and that she forgot about it. It was crazy that I was thinking for years that that event was a dream. Note: we not were stoned that day just caffeinated lol...

Hello guys, last saturday I’ve had my third psilocybin experience. I’ll try to keep it short, while still carefully trying to describe the important aspects of the trip. I won’t go into the unnecessary details, like taking a walk on the beach. Set: Happy me, looking forward to go into the psilocybin world once more – this time, way calmer than the last trip. I was very chill about it, didn’t wait hungrily for the trip to start and just smoothly going into it. Setting: Vacation at the beach in the Netherlands. I was on a weekend trip (ha!) with two of my best friends. One was tripping with me, the other one was tripsitting. We took them at 1:30pm. That’s the only timestamp I will give because a) We didn’t look at the time a lot b) My trip report will be a mix of: the experience I had + the conclusions I made afterwards. I was actually really confused over the course of the whole trip and everything made sense only afterwards. During the trip I realized that I couldn’t make sense of it, so I was just going with it and floating. But you’ll see. It was really mindbending. Dose: We took magic truffles. I had the strongest ones with a 6/5 stars rating and took about 11,25g of it. Unfortunately, I can’t tell what that dose is translated to magic mushrooms. The sort was called “Valhalla”. Intentions: My top intention is always, that I let the psychedelics teach me what they have to teach me. Secondary intentions were resolving my bladder issues (which I will be getting to) and questions around almost every issue you could have with a blocked throat chakra. Problems in authenticity, self-expression, communication, truth, honesty, (self-) acceptance, social anxiety and social blockages. There will also be a short post-trip report from the days after the trip, because my subconscious mind was flushed heavily, and I became conscious of many psychological ailments. To the trip: The first sensations were just that I noticed that the psilocybin was beginning the workings on me. There’s always a certain calmness and awareness that comes with it. But soon, a heavy body load started to emerge. My whole body was starting to tense up really hard. I’m not quite sure whether the tensions appeared because of the psilocybin or because my whole body was actually tense the whole time, and I just then became aware of it through heightened consciousness. It was quite uncomfortable, breathing became a little bit weird and my thoughts also started to twist a little bit. But I knew that this is just a part of it, so I let the tensions run through, without fighting them. Just accepting them. After about 30-40mins, my friend and I said: “Yep. It’s kicking in.” As we walked down the beach, my body started to become really loose and the tensions would vanish. The initial high I had from the truffles made me really social and talking became effortless and fun. The trip was becoming more and more intense, visuals started to appear ever more brightly, and we decided that we better settle down somewhere at the beach near the campground. Human behavior became more and more alien. It was really hard to “act normal”, even though we just had to walk. In an instant, we arrived at our destination. The few hundred meters we had to walk passed by within moments. We put on some music, laid down, closed our eyes and let the journey begin. That’s when the real trip really began. I relaxed more, and more, and more, and more. I was in a state of deep beingness. Eventually, the beings which I met at my last psilocybin trip (30g of 5/5 star rated truffles; sort: “Hollandia”; should estimate between 2.7-3.7g of magic mushrooms; this time I went actually even deeper) welcomed me. Just like the last time, they were dragging me with their hands deeper in their realm. The difference being, where as I interpreted the hands dragging me deeper in, as an “Come, we will show you our world”, this time I understood it as an invitation to higher realms of existence – even without the help of psychedelics. I even received a gift, which would transform my meditation practice. But I’m getting ahead of myself. With eyes closed, I was getting dragged deeper and deeper into Beingness. The beings danced in front of me, overflooding me with joy and love. I welcomed them too with all of my hearts love. I experienced bliss and calmness beyond what I could imagine. Actually, I was leaving imagination. I understood how this “place” was realer than “ordinary reality”. Now this is a key point: understanding. With that Beingness, there came a deep deep understanding and recognition, beyond ego. This is the mindbending part, which I as an ego, couldn’t understand during the trip and can’t understand after the trip. During the trip, my ego tried to make sense of it. I was jumping between understanding beingness and ego. When I resided as the witness, I understood. When I tried to understand it from my ego’s POV it was utterly mindbending and confusing. And that’s the key insight right there. To have an understanding of higher planes of existence, I have to let go of ego, trying to understand. Understanding is not something you have to figure out. It simply comes, when you stop trying to understand and just be. I understood, how that was a part of the ego’s chains around me. I understood that this was the reason, why I couldn’t access those realms during my “sober” meditation practice. I understood that existence and the understanding of it, is effortless. It’s so funny that we, as meditating ego’s and consciousnesses, have to give so much effort into this effortless state. Kind of strange-loopy, right? That was the point where dualities started to break down and ego became more and more confused. We are now getting into territories, where it’s really hard for me to report this “experience”, which cannot be labeled as such. So now, it will likely become inaccurate and gaps of explanation will appear. My ego just couldn’t make any sense of it. And still doesn’t. And probably never will. As I was jumping between understanding and ego, every time ego showed up, I just loved it unconditionally and didn’t criticize it for not understanding, nor did I care to identify with the confused ego. While that happened, I was still somehow able to think of meditative teachings and why one should not identify with ego. I thought of Leo too and thought “You sneaky thing you! I know you told me that it was mindbending! And I expected it to be mindbending! But damn!”. In my minds eye, I just saw him laughing and I was laughing with him. The laugh of understanding and how hilarious ego’s games can be! When ego was like “What??? How??? I don’t understand!! I can’t explain it with words! It doesn’t make sense!” it was simultaneously understanding it’s limits. I guess, that’s why it’s so damn important to meditate beforehand, read spiritual teachings and so forth. During that, I saw the possibility of completely losing the mind in a negative way, not a positive. Fortunately, I shaped my ego in a way, that it can reside when it needs to. Ego me said: “Shit! I don’t understand, but that’s what I’ve heard so far from teachings. Guess I’ll just stop trying to understand it.” Ego had absolutely no frame of reference. Beingness me said: Nothing. Just understanding, loving. So while some of these words may seem like an internal war, it really wasn’t. I quickly grasped what was going on and just surrendered. For Beingness, it was not mindbending. It was just ever understanding and self-recognizing. It was only for ego, that it was mindbending. When I realized the understanding which comes with effortless being and existing, it was so self-evident. I was like “Oooohhhhh hold on. This is nothing which I don’t know! Hold the fuck on! I overlooked this the whole time! I was totally buying into “ordinary reality”. Goddamn, hold on! Did I even look around me, just once, while the veils of ego was all around me?! How could I not see this? How could I be so blind? It was always right here! Right with me! But of course, if I identify as ego, it’s impossible for me to understand! It’s impossible, because I am not ego! Now I see through the illusion. It’s crystal clear and can’t be overlooked!”. In retrospect, it was really practical that I jumped back and forth between ego and a more refined awareness – I could see, how ego is desperately trying to make sense of things, which it cannot. Now I understand on a deeper level (certainly not the deepest) how ego’s mechanisms work. And how literal some of the spiritual teachings are! And how blind I am as an ego! So much for metaphysics (if this is metaphysics). Now, the gift which I received from the interdimensional beings or the psilocybin intelligence, call it whatever you want, is the following: Meditation is tuning in, to what is. That’s it! So simple! Anything beyond it is already way too much of words. Actually, those words themselves are not quite right and rather false, but they are a pointer, which I could understand, and I can now apply to my meditation practice (even though I’ve heard those words before, and I understood them on a lower level, now I can apply this teaching way better). The problem with this teaching is, that it implies, that “tuning in” is effortful, when it is not. When you tune in, there is literally zero effort. It is beyond effort. Now, whenever I meditate, I can take away a huge part of the effort – but of course, ego has still it’s grips on me. It’s practical nevertheless, because when I’m in Parvastha (= after effects of Kriya Yoga which result in Love and Beingness) I can now consciously shut off ego’s effort and go beyond it more than before. Not psilocybin level effortlessness obviously, but I’m getting at it. Currently teaching ego not to interfere. It’s just that shutting off of interference which seemingly equates with the effortful part. It’s also practical, because I can now watch ego more closely, when it’s doing what it does – surviving, making sense. Whenever I lose myself in the blissful after effects of Kriya Yoga, ego catches up, and sort of fishes the awareness out of context-free awareness. Does that make sense? Back to the trip. I just realized that I’m not reporting chronologically at all, but whatever. Not bad. As I was interfering with the psilocybin intelligence/interdimensional beings, I spoke to it/them (the previous time I saw them, I was so blasted away that I was laughing for 45 mins straight, “lost contact” with the intelligence and came back to “ordinary reality” – thus couldn’t speak to them, even though I wanted to address the exact same issue with my bladder!). I asked them: “Now that I’m able to speak to you, why do I have the problems in my bladder, which the doctors couldn’t solve? I’m having these bladder problems since 3 years, turned every stone I could find in my subconscious mind, turned my whole life upside down to the positive, resolved so many psychological issues, but still struggle with my bladder!” *bladder problem appears* “Hey, do you see this? I’m talking exactly about this! Why does this happen?” I received no answer, but in retrospect I understand how the intelligence was communicating to me. Right after I asked the question and opened my eyes (me and my friend were rotating between eyes-closed and understanding mode & opening the eyes from time to time, talking, interacting with reality a bit). I can’t remember anymore whether this occurred when I opened my eyes for the first time, but it would make sense. Suddenly, I had a very strong social anxiety towards my closest friends. I saw how my social interaction was driven to a large part by fear, robotic behavior and inauthenticity. It was not comfortable, but I accepted it. I knew that this was not the time to resolve this issue. This is something I have to take home and work on. So I didn’t fight it. This also really confused my ego, because I began to question “Am I always like this? No this is not how I am. But it is in me. Wait this is how I am. No this is not how I am.” and so on. I realized that the intelligence was trying to show me something – my fears. Throughout the trip, blockages in the throat chakra were noticed in a scattered way. Every once in a while, I saw how Vishuddha is having major blockages (In the sober state, I wasn’t sure, whether these blockages where for real or not). So this was in a way, a very assuring trip: it assured me that I’m on the right path. You have to know, that I’m walking my path with a major insecurity towards the question: Am I really doing the right things? Am I working on the right stuff? (Especially in regards towards my bladder, because the dysfunction there is really affecting my life in a very annoying way). Why was this assuring? (Quick note: as I was beginning to work around the causes of my blocked throat chakra, my bladder issues already started to withdraw a little bit; my psychologist [I see everything as the universe talking to me] also assured me, that I’m on a good way) I asked the intelligence, why I was having bladder problems and it showed me my fears in relation to issues, that come with a blocked throat chakra. Now, the blocked throat chakra is not the problem. The problem lies first and foremost within my deep inauthenticity. Out of that core issue, all the other issues in my life stem: communication, social anxiety, inability to express what I really feel, major emotional blockages, dishonesty and falsity, putting on a mask which I confused for my authentic self and so on. This is actually the post trip part. Today, four days after the trip, I cried for the first time in years while meditating. I experience major emotional releases. Yesterday I realized this issue really deeply. There were events, which triggered this huge emotional release. The pain of inauthenticity starts to grow bigger than facing truth and working through, what I have to work through. It’s a very painful process, but at the same time I know, that it will be hugely liberating. Post-Trip time is still very recent, and I expect more subconscious emotional flushes, but at this point, I’m pretty sure that this is the core issue, which I was looking for in years. There’s just this deep knowing that this is it. When I was working before on my bladder problems and psychological issues, there was this big insecurity whether this will give me the solution I’m seeking for my current level of development. But now this big insecurity transformed into major trust into myself, the universe and everything that will happen from now on. I know that I’m in good hands. I just have to play my part and things will fall into place. Congratulations, you’ve made it to the end of this very messy trip report! I actually wanted to post it in a more structured form, but I feel that the raw, unpolished, probably detail-missing version hits home. So please excuse this potentially inscrutable report! I spare you further stories of my confused ego and disorientation in reality. Now that I write this, I remember that I actually really wanted to talk about the major confusion with dualities and polarities and the mindfucks and the funny things that happened in regards to that! Whatever. Thank you for reading! Much love

One day, I hope I could channel an alien. Oh wait I do have some channeling capability because I can channel an entity in my waking consciousness.

Cmon Leo, if you would see some aliens, admit that you would smoke some DMT with them I have some clues that you could be an alien yourself. You say that you're god but that can't be true because I'm the only God

Because I've interacted with such people and they do not understand that they are God. They are lost in a higher plane of spiritual phenomena. The astral realms and all the beings there are just another dream. Most psychics and healers are not awake. Although they are more much conscious than normies. This is where a lot of New Agey, Teal Swan-like stuff comes from. Teal Swan says she's an alien. Well, actually, she's God imagining to be an alien.

@Demeter That does take a lot of meditation and mindfulness experience to surrender to the void. I'll speak from past experience of that void: most of the negative qualities to it are actually coming from your ego and mind, very quickly, projecting negative qualities to this 'void'. 'no consciousness present', 'dead', and 'empty', are descriptions coming from your mind, not the characteristics of the void itself. There are much dangerous pockets of dimensions like the 'Abyss' that contain alien entities that have negative frequencies, some have paranormal events surround particular ones, can traverse pockets of space and time, and have long ago from interactions with different life forms have influenced deeper parts of our psyche. Just stay consistent with your meditation/mindfulness practice and you'll develop a stabilizing ability for the 'void'.

I doubt it is. This alien is cute tho.

I think this was proven fake. However there is some speculation that this may have been a reenactment of a real autopsy after the incident at Rosewell, NM. Also you guys should check out 'Identified Flying Objects: A Multidisciplinary Scientific Approach to the UFO Phenomenon' by Michael Paul Master https://www.amazon.com/Identified-Flying-Objects-Multidisciplinary-Scientific/dp/1733634061 He hypothesizes that the beings piloting these crafts may actually be our future descendants. He points out the unlikelihood of them being extraterrestrial considering that vast amount of space between star systems. He also goes over the anthropomorphic feautures commonly associated with the 'Greys' and why its more likely they're apart of the human lineage as oppose to being a species from another star system. Greys have too many similar traits to humans and any alien life is likely to be radically different from us physically.

real question is can you reincarnate to alien

I was contacted a few months ago. Saw an alien. Like a tiny laughing goblin. They only really contact you when it's no big deal and you've seen it all before.

Alien sightings are a common report for people doing OBEs. There are a couple of reports in the beginning of the documentary, there are a lot in the actual book. Personally I haven't seen one yet. You might find the deep hypnosis/channeling perspective interesting too.

The government should contact aliens ASAP and ask for technological help in regards to climate change. Specifically with fires and hurricanes. Supposedly, there is already an alien base protecting the gulf of Mexico from hurricanes. https://www.theguardian.com/world/2020/jul/17/mexico-hurricanes-alien-base-gulf-coast

There is a difference between abducting a few individuals vs first contact. First contact means that every culture and country in the world would officially recognize aliens as real. There would be no more doubt or speculation. The TV news would be wall-to-wall alien coverage. People would be going nuts.

But what about alien abductions? There are many reports. Do you guys think they are real?

If you haven't talked to any friends in a while, you would be very lucky if you were able to talk to a girl and not come off as an alien. Then again, who am I?

I'm not at all convinced that these are physical phenomena in the normal sense. I like what Terrence McKenna had to say on the subject. I'm having a hard time digging up a clip, but essentially he thinks UFOs are a sort of mass Jungian hallucination, something that is quasi-real in that they can be part of an experience shared by multiple people, but not physically as real as a tree that we can go up to and touch. He said is that he saw a classic Flying Saucer at one time. It came very close, close enough that he could see the rivets in the metal. He said it looked just like a classic 50s flying saucer. He questioned why would an extremely advanced spacefaring alien be building something that was in the style of a 50s vacuum cleaner, and be using rivets? He conclusion was that these are not real in the normal sense, but were somehow generated from a mass cultural expectation of what these things should be. In support of this idea, the style of UFOs that are sighted has changed over the decades, in a way that stylistically matches the gestalt of the era. In the 50-70s people were seeing WWII style flying saucers. Then they started seeing the flying triangles in the 80s and 90s. Now people are seeing more ethereal energy orbs. Why would an advanced alien technology coming from thousands of light-years away be upgrading their craft in order to match earthling aesthetics every couple of decades? It seems it's somehow intertwined with our own consciousness, memories and ideas. And they always appear on the fringe of recordability, nebulous, like a receding horizon. They might be so strange and hard to comprehend that we can't really pin them down as literal spacecraft from afar. If they're real they might be so bizarre and advanced that we can't contextualize them the way we think of normal physical objects like rocket ships and rocks.

Additional Report #2 It would be technically Day 72, but I missed quite a few since the marathon has ended. Yesterday and the day before, I experimented with reading under the spell of shamanic breathing. Being a creator myself, this was a crucial part to test and see the implications of, as before each writing I write up specific instructions for the reader to perform. One of them being five minutes of shamanic breathwork. Here's a quick summary of what shamanic breathing can do when combined with a text. You breathe for a given time, you read in the afterglow. What I found was quite fascinating - and heart-warming, for what it matters - because I know now that a ground-shaking state can be induced without a psychedelic, to which a small portion of the readers won't have access. Everyone behaves differently, but I have found my equilibrium between too shallow and too intense of an experience (to carry out reading) to rest at five minutes. You should accompany it with appropriate music. Hans Zimmer works well, but it also depends on the text's character. I encourage you to give this combined activity a try. Well-written texts will appear relishing, enlightening, clear and fresh. You will understand them in depth, sentences will appear profound, mystical, beautiful. You will develop a sort of telepathy with the author, for you will seem to perfectly untangle the meaning of each word. *An entertaining side note: If you occasionally play video games, give shamanic breathing a try first. Then play something like Alien: Isolation. In my case, this is both a terrific and a wonderful experience. I find the breathing to dissolve psychological boundaries which encircle the ordinary state, as seen in previous reports, and therefore I'm not constrained by the notion of 'playing a video game' and 'sitting in front of a monitor.' You quite literally appear to be in the environment. Many of your materialistic cravings can be satisfied through this practice, and more easily transcended.

Isn't it strange how normalized and unspectacular this seems to be in our time? A decade ago I would have completely freaked out by this news, I would have been utterly mind blown. I remember as a kid looking at the stars, sometimes thinking that a light moving around might be a UFO. There was a real sense of fear and mystery, it seemed to me like if we found out it was aliens, the entire world would change. It would have been the most significant event in all of human history, more significant than all the world wars, all historical events. It would shake the foundation of human civilization, that is what it felt like. Today it seems more like a curiousity than anything, maybe it would be worth to reconnect to that sense of awe again. It aliens truly are here with us, it could recontextualize everything. What if they have been shaping us, what if they are shaping us right now? Why wouldn't they, if they are more conscious and loving than us? What is even more fascinating to me though is to know that there is an entirely different world, an entirely different history of evolution, culture and technology, that we could come to learn about and discover. It would also make us far less arrogant, we would finally realize that our place in this world is relative, and that we have never been the pinacle of evolution. I think this is something humanity desperately needs to come to understand for it to be able to live in harmony with it's brothers and sister. Don't forget that these beings could be so far advanced that might be able to manipulate genes without ever even touching a human being. They could have created our sensitivity for spirituality, they could have let emerge all psychedelic plants on this planet. To just give an idea how advanced they might be, they could experience millions and billions of years, watching us, interacting with this planet. To them it might not be millions and billions of years, they could be able to control how they feel and perceive time. To them, watching us grow up could be instantaniously, an interaction comparable to making coffee. Infact, they could have watched and designed all life on earth, for billions of years, and all of that might be nothing but a five minute journey to them. But even more mindblowing is that they could experience every single second like it was thousands of years, and they could not get bored ever, every moment they experience could be filled with fascination, love and joy, whilst observing individual molecules moving in slow motion. They could do this for trillions of years. To humans that seems like a long time, and dreadfully boring, but this is only because of our biological limitations. They might be so advanced that there is actually only one entity that is a super-consciousness of the entire civilization. Every entity no more than an eye through which the super-consciousness processes all experience. Evolution would take place within that one super-consciousness. It's impossible to even imagine what it would be like to be that kind of consciousness. It would be like a smaller version of Godhood, unrestricted by the limitations of pre-superconsciousness evolution. It could have a multidimensional perception of time, maybe perception to that entity wouldn't even be linear. Maybe it experiences not the linear events, but all of them at once. Who knows, but I find it very interesting how it interacts with us as described by Commander Fravor. It seems to somehow mimik us without actually having a true understanding of what we are. It seems like it didn't know it would be discovered by the fighterjet, as it started interacting with it as if it was disrupted doing whatever it was doing, it seems like it had some sort of standardize response. What exactly is it communicating with us when it is mimiking us? There are so many question here. What I find hard to believe however is that such an advanced entity could ever crash on this planet unintentionally. How is it possible to be so advanced and still have your modality of travel break down? Whatever the entity was, it seems like it had to know this would happen. It could also be that it just has a standardized drone system that moves through the universe, detects life, and then somehow interacts with it in a dynamic but predetermined way. Maybe the drones are in the process of understanding us, or finding ways to interact with us. Maybe if a civilization becomes advanced enough, it loses it's ability to comprehend what it's like to be a individual life form, like a human being, or an ant. Maybe we are so foreign to them that they actually struggle to understand us. If they even understand anything to begin with. It could be that they exist on a completely different spectrum of consciousness. If it comes to movies, the most convincing alien I have yet seen is from Annihilation. Spoiler altert: If there were different degrees of advancement, I would say this would be one of the end-stages of advancement. So advanced that there is no goal to your existence other than pure Creativity. No ego, no fear of death, no fear of dissolution, just pure Love. This would come with great suffering, but that is what the Love of God is. It's like a bubble of Godhood within the greater Godhood. It's funny how this movie is supposed to be Horror, but it seems to encapsulate Love in the relationship to ego really well.

Well, they could be many things but I remembered about the Rendlesham Forest Incident. They said about three ghost like entities... which don't seem to be of alien origin. But... who knows.