The0Self

Infinite intelligence. Seems like your character is assuming some things to be better than other things. Not that that’s a problem, it’s just a story. Mine does that too, but only apparently as a story and it’s not even really mine. But God doesn’t have that problem at all.

There also is no reality in which all this happens. The thing is, all there is is what simply amounts to complete and utter infinity, so no logic is even required.

Probably a nice quietude of mind or glimpse of some form of cessation. Enlightenment or no-self is not an experience like that -- it's nothing really to be sought, because the good and the bad side of it are one: the fact that it is the end of the search; the end of the seeming possibility of any of your ideas about enlightenment coming to pass.

The dualistic experience itself is completely unreal. Cannot be seen (miraculously) — because it can’t be seen by anyone. But there isn’t anyone anyway so whatever appears to someone (concerned with truth) could maybe just try referring to it as totally false and dream like, and they’d be more right than wrong... in the story... which isn’t.

And even that (and the following) is a story. But it points (and this points) beyond. It’s too simple to get but also not possible nor “meant” to be gotten by the individual, which is (literally) not real.

It’s a dramatization of the experience of the individual. The only obstacle to transcending the ego is the flat total impossibility of the ego ever seeing that there is no ego.

Doesn’t even have to be a genius when all there is is infinitude. Just an infinite supply of possibility, which is not separate from what has no possibility. And it’s beyond real or unreal so it’s hardly worth mentioning... In fact, not worth mentioning ?... There aren’t any words being read on a page now — even if it appears that’s happening, it not only isn’t really happening... it’s that it’s not even really appearing.

Doing so would be in a sense totally beside the point. No one ever does anything — If you feel that you do do things, that’s a dream... and I t’s extremely fundamental to the experience of individuality. It isn’t going to be overcome by any normal means especially just changing your speech. It requires facing fear head-on and self-effacement. Though in retrospect even that is literally completely false — because nothing is true, there is only absolute truth. Sense is merely an appearance. Infinite is infinitely infinite.

Yellow. Doesn’t mean their life will be better. And yes that is a bit of a paradox, but not really.

Do you know what's worth fighting for When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain weigh out the pride? And you look for a place to hide? Did someone break your heart inside? You're in ruins One, twenty one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, twenty one guns Throw up your arms into the sky, You and I When you're at the end of the road And you lost all sense of control And your thoughts have taken their toll When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul Your faith walks on broken glass And the hangover doesn't pass Nothing's ever built to last You're in ruins One, twenty one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, twenty one guns Throw up your arms into the sky, You and I Did you try to live on your own When you burned down the house and home? Did you stand too close to the fire? Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone When it's time to live and let die And you can't get another try Something inside this heart has died You're in ruins One, twenty one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, twenty one guns Throw up your arms into the sky, One, twenty one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, twenty one guns Throw up your arms into the sky, You and I

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Yes. But the knower is the very one who is the primary illusion.

Focus on the speed of the breath and especially on the endings. And very steady. It can get like “*air movement* BOOM.. *air movement* BOOM” and it can draw you into samadhi.

I know it’s impossible to believe, but you already are the realization of oneness. Seriously ? But the possibility of belief is the obstruction. There’s no you. But yeah just because anything can arise, doesn’t mean anything will once that is seen.

I have found low doses of alcohol plus huge doses of cannabis to be very marginally spiritually beneficial, in the same way as any other psychedelic (at “earlier stages” of the whole psychedelic exploration thing) but to a laughably lesser degree.

Apparently it was the cleanest dissociative of all time. And in relatively small doses I’ve heard it reported to literally induce a sort of state mimicking (kind of; maybe a just little bit ? ...) samādhi wherein one goes through their usual functional life from a completely detached perspective, while in the background there’s an orgasmically euphoric bliss (I haven’t used it myself so I can’t actually confirm). Stuff like that. And nothing can be improved upon the k hole (death of causality), but the “m hole” it seems is at least as incredible. Though at so-called “higher levels of consciousness” one could say this really does not matter. To whom it may concern, I don’t have a damn care in the world to use it. And I was very big on dissociatives for spiritual work. Apparently it was quite special in the eyes of recreational psychedelic users though.

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"What is the meaning of life?" along with basically all other deep existential questions, have within them false assumptions. The question assumes that there is a meaning of life.

Fair enough.

Basically, you imagine that something is happening to you, and therefore something else is happening to others like you, and you imagine that if the sense of separation fell away, you'd be able to see that "something else" happening. I know it may sound crazy, but this is actually based on false assumptions. What appears to be happening is all there is, and it's not happening to someone. This whole thing is unmoving and it has no real perspective. There's only everywhere, which is nowhere. It's not understandable with the mind.

In order to find out for yourself, there first has to be the faith that absolute knowledge is possible. Faith in the practices. Faith (really, trust) of this sort eventually transcends itself. And the culmination of absolute knowledge is not a dualistic knowing. Any ideas about nonduality are false. Only the direct lived-reality will do, and it's the absence of doubt or belief -- i.e. faith. I can tell which faith you're talking about, and I agree with you, but that's not the faith I'm talking about.

The only reasons I don’t feel guilty for not having taken enough psychedelics are 1. awakening (psychedelics are in one sense useless now anyway, in a way that they weren’t before), and 2. the fact that I’ve tripped literally hundreds of times. ?

^^ I kind of was aware of the whole bladder issue and was just relatively conservative with my use, until one time I used a about a gram or maybe 1.5g in a few days (that’s not even really that much compared to many people I know) and it gave me some of just about the most terrible physical pain I’ve ever had — it was in my bladder region and it lasted a day or so. Like to the point where it felt like I was going to puke, the pain was so intense, and it was making me feel squeamish and woozy... Scary as shit. After that, I haven’t really used it much at all and I don’t even feel comfortable with it tbh. With that said, I’ve had utterly incredible awakenings on it that easily rivaled and sometimes even blew out 5-MeO-DMT.

Yeah sounds about right lol -- in my experience and from talking to others I used to occasionally trip with, RS-ketamine is generally cleaner and somewhat more predictable than most of the other dissociatives, and some of them produce a very manic and sometimes almost psychotic headspace. Although, I've heard MXE blows K out of the water -- but it's basically banned worldwide and is expensive and complex to produce so we likely won't have that available again until extensive drug reform.

Makes sense. Sounds like a nod to the original title of 1984 -- The Last Man in Europe -- which can easily be seen to be about enlightenment.