Don't even think of it as "ego". It's way more than that.
God is just dreaming that it is a human. The end.
And God is dreaming a red devil with horns.
There's only ever ONE THING: God's dream. And the contents of that dream are literally infinite. You could dream that you are Satan from South Park, Saddam Hussein's bitch. And that would be your reality, until you awoke.
The devil isn't dreaming, God is dreaming the devil. God is that which can dream ANYTHING!

What I said above does not preclude other people serving as keys.
But also, don't kid yourself. Since virtually no spiritual person on this planet understands God, they are far more likely to feed you their delusions than to unlock your mind. The more humans you interacts with the less likely you will be to Awaken as they suck you into their spiritual fantasies.
If you were serious about realizing God, you wouldn't be turning to any humans. You're doing so out of distraction.

I wasn't talking about money. Or even business. I was talking about creating/manifesting.
The only way God can know itself is by experiencing all of itself.
God cannot know that rape is bad unless God experiences rape. Literally! It is not possible to understand rape without being raped.
Because of this God must experience every possible experience, every possible perspective, every possible state. This is where God's omniscience and intelligence comes from: direct personal experience. So by belittling experience and states, as Buddhists tend to do, you cut yourself off from God.
The reason there is growth from states and experiences is because that's all there is to consciousness. You literally cannot comprehend what consciousness is without experiencing the full gamut of it. None of your ideas about it are enough.
Imagine the wisdom you would have if you experienced every possible thing that could ever be experienced. That would literally make you God.

You gotta be very careful in your reasoning here. When you say, "How can one that is not the body/mind" you are referring to the Absolute Self. And it's true, the Absolute Self does NOT change even if you take a pill or a bullet to the brain. But that is not your experience of yourself. This is only hearsay for you. Because you ARE very deeply identified with that body/mind, when a pill radically changes how body/mind is experienced, that will make a HUGE difference to your current identification, which is occurring at the body/mind level. Your entire body/mind/experience is chemical. If we magically transformed you into a kangaroo, you would have a kanagroo experience, and it would make a HUGE difference to you. Because you think you're a human body/mind. But the Absolute Self would remain untouched even if you became a kangaroo.
The whole problem here is that you're deeply identified with experience and you don't know it yet. You don't hold it an identification with experience, you hold it as "reality". A radical change to your experience will rob you of this illusion. For example, if you took a pill that literally changed you into a kangaroo, you would no longer be able to think of yourself as a body/mind.
The mistake people who haven't taken psychedelics make is that they assume a psychedelic will make you hallucinate you're a kangaroo. When in fact, it's more like, a psychedelic will LITERALLY turn your body into a kangaroo body. So when you come back down from your trip, it's not like you hallucinated being a kangaroo. You ACTUALLY were a kangaroo! All experience is hallucination. There is no special set of experiences which are "real" and others which are hallucinatory. ALL OF REALITY IS A HALLUCINATION! Your current body is a hallucination.
The reason this is still not making much sense to you, is because you're locked in the naive realist paradigm and spirituality/psychedelics are a totally opposite paradigm, yet you are trying to understand them without making a discontinuous jump. So your old paradigm's assumptions are infecting the spiritual/psychedelic paradigm, which makes it sound impossible or crazy. You must make a discontinuous jump. But you don't know how. So you're stuck. You're not really motivated to work for years without results. Which is where psychedelics are helpful.
One way or another, you must make a discontinuous jump in this work. And only then will you realize how stuck you were. Like a fish in water, you can't see the water until some fisherman hooks you and drags you ashore. Try to imagine how big of paradigm shock that is for the fish. His entire universe changes once he sees some real land.
Notice very carefully: when you are inside a dream, you do not know it's a dream. You hold it as REAL! Only by contrast, after awakening, can you look back on it and say, "Oh, yeah... of course that was a silly dream."

Date: July 3rd 2021
Set: Relaxed self-compassion and self-love since the one week or so.
Setting: with my trip partner in nature on a lake
Prep: I mixed the dried truffle powder equaling 16 grams of fresh Fantasia truffles in orange juice and let it sit for 25 minutes. I met with my trip partner in the courtyard at 9am. He got another mix with the same dose. We drank the mix. I felt a bit sick already. I ditched the last few crumbles from the powder expecting to go insane if the last few ones were also ingested.
TLDR comes after the report.
 
Report:
Come up: On the last few hundred meters to the lake my friend recognizes that the buildings and surfaces feel skewed when we entered a small new area. I say that I feel like laying down the instant we are done preparing the blankets & snacks.
When we arrive at the lake, I already feel loosening of boundaries and an onset of slight general confusion. I feel losing grip on reality and I resist the experience. I get into a mindset of waiting it out. And this is already in the beginning.
Wanting to drift away from this experience, I plug my headphones in and listen to my music. It has a bit of ambient and flowing feelings. We start to chat a bit. After some time my body begins to shiver while I am letting go of the body and imagining to flow into the ground. I proclaim that I feel cold and put on the warm clothes I brought with me. The shivers continue, so I move to the beach into the sun. It's finally warm.  No more shivers. I move to sit a bit on a patch of grass.
Being warm again, I go back to the blankets and kneel on them. I feel losing myself. I throw myself on the blanket, laying there without orientation, just waiting and waiting. I want to refocus on love, but love is intangible, nowhere to be found although it’s known that there is something called love. After some time of just laying around I ask my friend if he likes to hear music. He says yes and I turn on SLEEP which I listened to earlier.
Still laying there wanting to fade away and wanting to have this experience passing in an instant, my trip partner offers to draw tarot cards for me. I decline because I fear a misdirection of the trip. I want to leave this setting with his presence.
Being back at the sunny beach I lay myself on the grass and feel being close to identity death. I hold on to me. I witness that I hold on to the grass, not wanting to lose me. Random words appear in mind, like waves washing ashore. They feed & flow into each other through rimes in a strange loopy way because they don’t rime at all when seen from an ordinary state of consciousness, with no beginning or end. Kind of like the alien language of Arrival (2016).
I lose more grip on reality. I am almost not there anymore. Losing grip feels strange:
Imagine reaching out for a rock. You take the rock in your hand. By taking it, you grasp it because it has grip.
Imagine mentally reaching out for an image or concept of any kind like for example a rock. You hold it in your mind and grasp it.
Imagine reaching out for a rock with your hand. You cannot get hold of it. It slips through the hand or it has an aura that makes it untouchable.
Imagine mentally reaching out for any concept like a rock. It is just as untouchable as a slippery rock you want to pick up.
My trip mate comes to check on me laying on the grass. He tells me that he had a crush on a good friend of mine a few months back. He was reminded of that because he drew The Lovers tarot card. I interpret him telling me that as inexperience in tripping. You just cannot come to me being in that state.  There is a recognition that I cannot really grasp the story he’s sharing and say that we can talk about it after the trip. Again, I feel wanting to not be in his presence anymore and go back.
I let myself fall on the blankets and lay myself down without taking off my shoes. My partner comes back and asks me about the shoes. I am nonresponsive now losing myself with more intensity. I still resist fading of the identity. However, there is no suffering in resisting it. It’s just an automatic response of ‘I don’t like that’. It's still ongoing with or without me holding on. Again, I try to relax into the moment and wait for the experience to end. I am disoriented. The clothes on me are messed up and there is no mental capacity to make my clothes straight or to eat any of the snacks.
My friend asks about kissing bruises on my neck, if they are done by a friend I slept with. He says, “I am glad it worked out with you two.” I don’t understand that. There is the interpretation that he talks about love between me and other, but love from others doesn’t register. All I love is myself, there is no love coming from others. All projection is mine.
There's a recognition of this ape body and bodily desires.
 
Beginning to peak: The entire setting reveals itself to feel like a stage in a theater. There’s a knowing that illusion cannot harm anything. The realization is expressed through words that I can easily kill myself in that state. My friend reacts confused to that coming out of LR's mouth. There’s no difference, it’s an illusion, it’s the playing ground.
Speaking in the direction of the partner (he’s now casually reading ) that I’m insane & dead (no one was saying that) and that existence makes no sense. It’s felt that the illusory brain is broken. Speaking out that spirituality and more things are bullshit – meaning nothing and being nothing because they are created. Words come out, spoken towards the friend but actually being directed to myself which is nobody in that case, “Just let go. It doesn’t make sense. Let go, let go, let go…”
Being in existence. “Existence, existence, existence.” Seeing the world now without interpretation. Feeling existence. Nothing but existence. Direct, radical, total and seen as naked.
My partner picks up on that confusion. He seems to have a breakdown or an early mid-life crisis. In that moment I am not there for him. It is felt that he’s an illusion being projected by me. The riming words which don’t actually rime in ordinary state of consciousness are coming to the foreground again. The visuals are faint rainbow-colored random Latin letters flowing like blood in blood vessels across the trees and air. It’s just a huge screen.
My partner asks repeatedly if I am ok because of the disoriented state I seem to be in. I seem to not respond. There’s a knowing that there are question marks and sentences which feels like a child discovering what language is and there’s no making sense of it – there’s knowledge without understanding, like having an encrypted data file. Language is known and there is something called England and Germany which have different modes of speaking. There’s a knowing that the body automatically speaks those languages and that the partner understands.
Other people come. Children with a dad. I project the illusion of them. They are not real. They are part of the play. Sentences are clearly heard, but make no sense. There is a feeling that it could make sense, but it doesn’t. Like hearing a foreign language but not understanding it. Like hearing sounds and not knowing what it is. Family constellations make no sense. Intangible. Remembering the family which this body is a part of, that this body is now insane and will be looked upon like a failed child that is now living in a mental institution. Looking from awareness, it feels like consoling a child that broke a stick. There is no fear or disappointment, there is just compassionate presence. There is a recognition that the projection of family and others in general is insane (even though I am insane).
Timeless confusion. The meaning making structure malfunctions. It feels like trying to climb up a smooth metal wall. Slipping down every time when trying. Completely fried brain. Knowing of a body with skeleton and organs.
Looking up, the tree branches & leaves seem to form an interconnected web. By looking to the headphones, they are recognized to be an infinite loop. Infinity is just casually being here.
No memories, total confusion. Looking at wobbly hands. What is that. Wiped hard drive. Like an infant. What is that.
An energetic field around skin is felt to extend 10-20 cm from it, like an aura surrounding the body. The energy on the skin is connected to the mental state, it's flowing. The mental state could not be there without the energetic sensation.
 
Comedown: I am being asked to go home because my partner wants to learn for a class. I repeatedly say no. There’s an arising sense of alien students having a university life – feels like being in a theatre play and that the consciousness in the student body plays along.
More children come by, I am being told to act normal – it feels like being an alien consciousness imposter in a human character who is involved in alien society and acts as if he knows what is going on. There is character play of acting like things are normal like brushing off dirt from the pants when in fact the world feels upside down. It’s acting like being the character. It is told to my partner that I still don’t compute. What is going on.
Finally, my partner urges me to move as he felt disturbed by the newly arriving children. Packing all things together feels like an instant. Being told to tie my shoes. Looking back to the place we were at. It feels clean like there haven’t been blankets, snacks etc. We were never there. Looking at his watch he says it is 1:30 pm. Time doesn’t make sense. It feels like reliving the same day again and again, and time is just a creation to give the sense of many days being lived one after another.
The whole trip back home feels like lasting just a second even though it is not known where we go and why. It just flows. The euphoric mood is registered. The world is recognized as heaven. The body functions on its own. Words flow out – their meaning isn’t known but they could make sense, “Nothing makes sense and that’s ok. Even that makes no sense.”, “Taking the correct the way back just happens on its own. There’s no clue what and where the place is we are heading towards.”, “To be nobody is true confidence.”
Coming back home I lay on the couch and watch parts of the writing on my dream board which interestingly bounce floatingly together and apart like being held in place. It’s like leaves on a tree with certain parts of leaves moving together because they are on the same branches and at the same time moving independently to the leaves of other branches.
There’s no knowledge where the phone thing is. It can be that it is still on the beach. The possibility of it being lost forever feels ok, at the same time the survival aspect feels inconvenient. Still laying on the couch I am registering emptiness inside and wait for it to be over. I find the phone and then take a semi-awake nap.
Still half tripping I write my partner if we could meet up in the courtyard to integrate the experience. I feel that grounding myself is just what’s needed. The body feels empty and there’s a want to be full, no matter if filling myself makes sense or not. Looking into the mirror and seeing the pupils being still dilated. Coming to him I feel drained and devoid of any emotion. We talk and I’m sucking up information like a child listening to fairy tales. Anything that he spoke of feels good. There is a want to speak of the experience not really to make sense of or understand it but rather to express and put it out there. I see him without making up any concepts or stories. It is true listening while leaving yourself out of the equation. I recognize that speaking out what I want is then either manifested or not. I want to create the world. I request of him to get his blanket for us to just lay for some more time in the courtyard for more grounding.
 
TLDR:
Regular understanding that nothing makes sense or has meaning and that just oneself creates meaning is peanuts compared to direct recognition of complete meaninglessness. One can imagine it, but it's more radical than anything because there are no memories to put no meaning into perspective and to create meaning of meaninglessness. The recognition of radical meaninglessness is contingent on the death of the identity. All experience is only you. There is no other. Options are: a) Everything you feel is the body. There’s an external world that is experienced through the body.
b) Everything you feel is the world being recognized as you. The screen of awareness is an illusion and that is recognized.
Recognizing Infinity is just a matter of consciousness. All of reality is a play. No identity is true. Feeling oneself to be empty is also connected to thoughtlessness, presence and flowing into silence / infinity / timeless moment.  
Listening to Leo's video of "Relative vs Absolute Truth" the day after helped tremendously to put the trip in perspective.

Dno why I'm writing this. But today I smoked what I guess was about ~100-120 mg of changa (45% DMT) and this trip surpasses anything I have ever in my life experienced in profoundity, inlcuding earlier DMT trips and my "2CB-awakening" trip. The trip lasted almost an hour. I listened to music in my Sony NC bluetooth headphones during the whole trip, and it was fucking amazing. These two songs was what I "peaked on" I guess :
 

In many ways the trip was similar to the 2CB trip in regards to the basic insight "Hello, wake up, you're God and everything is absolutely Perfect", this was just a much deeper diver into what that means.

I now feel like I could jump out from a 20-story building and absolutely nothing would happen, except Love. Of course, *not* doing that silly thing is also Love. Everything that happens, everything that has happened is absolutely perfect. Just God. Just Love. 

The reason I feel that is that it has become -- through this DMT trip -- so obvious to me, that everything is just pure Infinite Consciousness/Intelligence, in other words Love, God. So in a relative sense, of course the character, WiTO would "die", but it wouldn't really make any difference. I wouldn't die. Nothing would really die, except a figment of God's imagination (i.e. "My" imagination).

I have realized on a deep fundamental level that there is absolutely no reason to fear anything.

Yet, if you fear something, that too is just God/Love playing the game of feeling separated (and thus fearing things).

Suffering = Healing . Wauw. Through the 1 hour trip I went through practically every human emotion possible. From manic laughter, infinite joy, to the deepest bottoms of hell. Yet even when I was experiencing the pain of hell, I saw that that too, was Love.

There has to be apparant "evil" / "wrong-doing" for God to "learn" (imagine) how to be 'Good'. You see, if there was no bad people in the world, no people doing any bad things, then what would stop you from raping/doing harm? Cos in that scenario "it hasn't been done" and therefore you might as well just do it, cos you're infinitely free and infinitely powerful to imagine whatever you want.

It's because that God is truely INFINITE that everything exists, including hell, pain, suffering, wrong doing, rape etc. 

If those things were not possible, then God wouldn't be God, which of course is not possible, cos God is God (is what everything is).

God - We/I/You - are playing a delicate game of letting our imagination run amok, freely, and all kinds of "bad" things happen (World War 1/2, murder, rape starvation, the list goes on) but that is truly and fully deliberate of God. By imaginaging all the "bad" things He/She/I is capable of doing, and seeing how much pain/suffering it inflicts on to Himself, God learns to constrain Herself to only be acting out of Love. (I'm speaking relatively here, cos absolutely everything is just pure Love).

What I mean when I say "Everything/I/You = God" is just that everything is perfectly planned, perfectly deliberate. Ultimately, nothing wrong can happen, only Love. God doesn't make actual mistakes, only "apparant" mistakes (cos She's Infinite).

You are infinitely powerful. You are just absolute pure Love. You can make absolutely ANYTHING happen, yet you on a deep level, you don't want to just be able to walk on water or fly like an angel, cos if that happened, the beautiful dream would collapse onto itself. Boundaries/rules are nessecary to play the game of life. Which We are all playing/imagning :-)  On the other hand, I also understood that in other "dimensions of reality" you are actually doing all that. You are swimming around in Oceans of Love, flying on clouds, being all the birds, whales, having infinite amounts of sex with perfect imagined dreamed up Girls/Guys. I had all that and experienced all that doing my changa trip. I experienced anything I wanted to imagine. Just magic. Just God. DMT is truly something.

Yet, the reason why "you" are here in "this dimension" of existence is because you got tired of all that, and wanted to imagine a more complex game, where you forgot you were all-powerful and instead you imagined yourself to be "poor little me" stuck in a cruel outside world. 

Like an ultimate test/game for God Herself to test how capable of Love He is. (Of course God knows She is capable of anything, yet God loves playing games. Haha omfg it's so beautiful I could cry. It is all just 100% Love. Just perfect. Just God playing with ITSELF. WHICH IS ME. WHICH IS YOU!!! HAHA. WAUW. It's unbelieveable. Ineffeable. Completely ineffeable. ITS SO FUCKING GOOD, YOU CANT BELIEVE IT! HAHA. JEEZ. OMFG.  how could it be otherwise? HAHA.:-) <3

I see a lot of people on the path whining about feeling alone after having a Oneness/God-relization. They say "It's all just me. None else around. So much loneliness"... but this is just your ego talking. Really. If you truly understood what God/Oneness is (=what you truly are) you wouldn't feel lonely at all. On the contrary you would go out and hug random people on the street and tell them how much you love them. That's what you would do. Cos those random people are seen to be you, and you can't help but Love yourself. 

Playing the "It's so lonely"-card is a trick of the ego to keep you from God/DMT/Love-consciousness. It's basically a defense mechanism to keep you asleep. It's the ego way of interpretating the teaching/insight "I am God" to "Oh how depressing, I am alone"... while in actuality the teaching "I am God" if truly understood would lead you to scream and cry manically out of pure joy and go hug everyone and say sorry to everyone you have offended, hugging everyone telling them they are Perfect and worthy of infinite love.

What you truly, on the deepest level, want is just Love. Hehe. It is so simple, and yet ineffeable and so immensely complex and beautiful.

Every twisted situation, every twisted question about x and y just, ultimately, boils down to Love. How could it be otherwise.

Now of course, this teaching can be pretty powerful in the hands of an untranscended ego. So called Zen Devils. "Oh I'm God, so then I can't suffer anymore!" (me 8 months ago  now more humble, and seeing Suffering=Healing=)) or "Oh I'm God, so I can just rape or kill somebody for my own pleasure, it's still just Love! Hah!" ... well yes, you could do that, and it would be absolute pure Love, but it's just so happens to be the case, that if you ACTUALLY "understood" "got the message" that Reality is Love = God = You, and that everything is Perfect, and that nothing bad can happen, then you wouldn't want to inflict unnesaccary pain onto others. It just goes deep against the inner manifesation of God in human flesh to do that. When you have truly merged your ego with the knowledge of "the True You being God/Love/Everything/Nothing/Consciouesness/Absolute/Infinite" basically every breath you take will give you joy, cos you see how miraciously Perfect/Intelligent/Loving absolutely everything is, INCLUDING not raping/Murdering/doing other silly things. In other words, you constrain yourself to relatively speaking maximizing Love (although absolutely speaking Love is always maximized hehe). You merge the Relative (Life) with The Absolute (God), and you then ultimately come to realize that Relative=Absolute=Love=Life=Existence=God. Hehe. It's hard to convey in words, actually impossible.

Now does this mean, you just have to smoke X amount of DMT/Changa and then you become enlightened? 

No. Also I wouldn't call myself enlightened. There is still egoic needs and wants, still a separate self trying to conceptualize it all. Hehe.

But anyway, I think in order to have such a deep full-blown God-relization trip, you need to have a clean soul first. Souls that are unclean/still are shadowy/selfish will by design not recieve a full blown God-realization trip, cos that wouldn't be Love.

So clean yourself op by maximizing Love:D Which often means doing the hard things, i.e. meditation-habit, eating healthy, exercising, being kind to others (and most importantly to yourself, all though others are also yourself, oh god:D)

Does that mean I say my mind/ego/soul is 100% pure? Nah, far from it. I also believe shit can get much deeper still. I'm amazed by how infinitely deep the rabit hole of realizing your own Godhood goes. That hole is infinite of course. Always more realization to be had.

Suffering = Healing. Everything is God/Love. All is well. Love ya all <3

Feel free to ask any Qs.

Also, if you want my trip report summed up in a video, here ya go:
 
Ultimately, I have nothing to say. Just keep on doing what you love. If you do something you don't love and which doesn't feel right, try to change it into something you love. Also dive into your fears. Gold is hidden as a gift if you do the things you fear. You are all perfect beyond perfect. You are all Love.

Very good! You're finally starting to understand.
But there is much deeper.
Yes, FEAR is the obstacle. Your fear of losing your mind is what prevents you from fully accessing God. And I don't mean that it is safe to do so. You might actually lose your mind. But that is the how this game works. Any fear you have of experiencing any state of consciousness must necessarily hold you back from fully realizing what you are, because you are all possible states of consciousness. So if you fear going insane, then you are resisting insanity. Maybe that's good for your survival on Earth, but it isn't the highest truth.
So the only thing that's necessary for Truth is facing all your deepest fears. But I offer not safety guarantees if you choose to do so. You might kill yourself in the process, and it is this which you're really afraid of. And there is guarantee it won't happen. So now you can appreciate why accessing God is so challenging.

You're missing the simple fact that you are imagining it right now. So it is an idea.
You have an idea that it's real and not an idea. But that doesn't make it not an idea.
Sneaky!
Consider the possibility that you have never slept even once, you just imagine you did. This would be some serious Awakening.
Don't overlook the possibility that sleep itself can be a dream.
"I have slept many times before!" Oh yeah? But how can you know that's actually true and not just a hallucination?
You should wonder, How does God create sleep? Through what slight of hand?

This is actually incorrect.
"Bodies die all the time" is your dream. No body has ever died -- you are imagining they did.
But this requires a level of consciousness which few of you here comprehend.
If you are deeply conscious enough, there literally is no such thing as death. Will this help you at the human level? No. Not at your level of consciousness. You are stuck in a dream, and your dream involves the death and suffering of bodies. But actually none of this has absolute reality. It is an elaborate illusion which you call life. And your mind clings to it.
Have you never died in your dreams? What happens?
Death is a dream. The reason this doesn't help you is because you're dreaming and terrified of the dream ending.
All this may should theoretical, but actually it is the opposite. Death is theoretical.
If you were conscious enough nothing could kill you. But you are not conscious enough, so you will die, cause that is your dream.
Realizing this is the whole point of spirituality. But it requires levels of consciousness which almost no one is capable of. From the POV of your current state of consciousness, you will die. But only from that limited POV.
As much as it might pain you to hear this, but terminal illness is still a dream. You cannot escape the fact that you're dream just by dreaming up something horrible. The most horrible shit in the world is still nothing but a dream. In fact, this is where you find salvation.
Notice that what I'm saying is actually very positive: death isn't real. And what materialism and the ego says is very negative: death is real. And yet people get upset when told the positive news that death isn't real. The reason this twisted reaction occurs is because the mind is so attached to dreaming that it would rather die a real death than admit that everything is a dream. It has to be that way because this is how your mind constructs reality. If you didn't honestly, fully believe that death is real, you could not have reality as you know it. Once you realize death is an illusion, all of reality falls apart and nothing at all matters. And this is what you're really terrified of, perhaps even more than death itself. You are terrified of losing the construction we call material reality.
The highest levels of awakening are so conscious that you are too conscious for even reincarnation because even that is realized to be a dream. At the highest levels of consciousness there is no past or future. There is only Absolute Now, which never ends. But this is not something your mind can comprehend or imagine unless you directly experience it. An integral part of what it means to be human is to be incapable of letting go of the imagination of your death. If you stopped imagining your death, you would stop being human and you would become immortal. But you are not conscious enough to do this through your will power. Hence you are stuck inside the human dream and you will remain stuck until some day you break out of it. This breakout will either happen via awakening or what you call death.
Yes, all this feels like a slap in the face to your mind because your mind needs to believe that suffering is real. Telling the mind that all suffering is just a dream, does not please the mind at all. Even though this is the greatest news. The mind is in the business of dreaming, not Truth. The quickest way to piss someone off is to invalidate all their suffering by telling them it's imaginary. That being pissed off reaction is the defense mechanism against Truth. Truth is much more radical than people expect, so they are not capable of accepting it. This is the very core of how selfishness works. The finite self cannot accept itself as an illusion.

You should replace the concept of "nice guy" with "weak guy", then it will make sense.
A nice/weak guy is incapable of protecting her when shit hits the fan. So she isn't attracted to that.
Being a good provider does not hit her on a visceral level, does not give her the masculine containment she craves.

@mr_engineer Girls are not attracted to love. They are attracted to SURVIVAL VALUE.
Love comes long after sex.
She's not gonna fall in love with you until you fuck her properly. And she's not gonna let you fuck her unless she sees value in you.
So if you want love, start with offering social value.

Whatever problems you have with the reliability of psychedelics, the reliability of your sober state is 100x worse.
Whatever dangers exists within spirituality pursued via psychedelics, all those dangers exist 100 fold within spirituality pursued without psychedelics.
We've had 2000 years of spirituality without psychedelics. And look where it's gotten us.
P.S. Be careful with taking Nate's doom porn too seriously.

No, God has to awaken to itself, and that is in fact the whole structure of reality.
Reality is designed for God's awakening because that's what God is.
A finite thing cannot be invincible by definition. Everything finite terminates. That's what finitude is: self-termination.
The only non-self-terminating thing is Infinity.

Consciousness is not "subjective". Consciousness is Absolute Truth. Absolute Truth is that which exists absolutely and forever.
THE ONLY CONSCIOUS THING IS YOU!
You are Consciousness. You are Absolute Truth.
You cannot reach this understanding through any kind of science. Ever.

Make a tea. Only a fool eats the mushroom flesh.

This is your blind spot. You are expecting Love to be a feeling. Love can trigger feelings, but existentially Love isn't a feeling, Love is literal Oneness.
We are talking about metaphysical Love here, not human emotions.
The highest Love isn't gonna be something you feel emotionally, it's going to be the act of you melting into Nothing.
Of course Nothingness is Love.
Love is the realization that everything equals everything else.

@charles1 That's literally an example of fiction.

Only via a profound and shocking awakening.

God/Love/Truth/Reality is the one doing the imagining. It comes prior to thought experiments and even openmindedness -- which still a feature of the mind. God transcends the human mind.
Openmindedness is like the key that unlocks the door to the Absolute. But once the door is unlocked, walk through it. Don't stand around looking at the keys.

Materialist ignorance.

Closedmindedness

Quiet!
Just do a larger dose.
Stop thinking about death. It doesn't exist.

@Mert You are God, dreaming a dream within a dream.

@Nak Khid Dude, stop spreading ignorance here. As if you understand what God is.

It will take you many mystical experiences to realize your whole life was imaginary.
How deeply do you dare to realize it?