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nn DMT will get you there. I remember how terrifying it was to be downstairs from my parents realizing I imagined them.

idealism is the logical consequence of epistemic solipsism. instead of just saying "my first person subjective experience in the present moment is all that exists" you say "first person subjective experience in the present moment is all that exists." that's idealism / absolute solipsism. you can go further and realize that absolute solipsism is equivalent to direct realism, which was the "metaphysics" (taken for granted fact) of our ancient ancestors.

I don't remember what episode it was, but Vice had an interview with someone who created a legal drug that mimicked meth but was less addictive/dangerous, and suddenly a bunch of addicts were switching to the legal drug and it saved a bunch of lives. and then they made the new drug illegal too.

@Adrian colby “back in my day weed was this fun thing to do with your friends. you kids’ weed is way too much”

I thought a heroic dose was anything above 5. 10 is a monstrous dose lol. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PFWbj9G9QK0&t=3s&pp=ygUYbWVnYSBkb3NlIG1pc2hyb29tIHZpdmVj

it might be the closest derivative to delta 9 thc. most vape cartridges are gonna be a blend. but hhc / hhcp is very powerful. maybe just a little shorter than delta 9. hhc and its analogues have a stronger mental component than delta 8 or delta 10 thc

after 16 days, we found my cat these last two weeks have been some of the most transformative since my breakup two years ago I learned that everything that happens to me is a necessary part of my development. and I learned that law of attraction is a real phenomenon some of the interesting manifestations that happened leading up to finding my cat: seeing her name on social media meeting someone named Zian, the first Zian or Xian I've ever met seeing my old roomate who originally found the cat for the first time in a year and a half seeing one of my coworkers at an open mic poetry event meeting a girl I have chemistry with at the same event seeing Vincent Van Gogh references everywhere

Xian - “are there dimensions of consciousness beyond awarness?” Pythahoras - “no, but God is infinitely clever.” Elara - “all this talk of awareness, God and infinity has my head swimming. But I grasp how reality is a dance of souls. The city, nature, humanity, all part of an intimate union.” Pythagoras - “God is so clever that all awareness, all souls know how to mirror each other perfectly. Every atom is in the perfect place in a pre-established harmony of monads. One, infinity and zero are three numbers I find most adequte in describing Consciousness. Atoms, and indeed all ideas have their own Consciousness. Everything is alive with God’s radiance.” Bai - “Pythagoras, the chicken is ready. It’s a good thing I was here, otherwise all you philosophers would surely starve in the desert.” Xian - “And if the gods hadn’t chosen you, none of us would be here!”

so, between my lsd, mushrooms, and smoked dmt, I’ve never exactly had the most pleasant experiences. I’ve had good times, and I’ve had a few “holy shit” moments, but I never really felt any divine love or beautiful realizations. for the most part I’ve done a lot of shadow work and seen a lot of spooky things. even positive trips have often still be a little bit spooky and uncomfortable. I want something more clearheaded, so I’ve decided to manifest some pharmahusca and 2CB. cheers.

according to Hamilton, the ayahuasca vine itself, the maoi, has a dissociative effect similar to dxm. it’s interesting to me because we know the rapid, persistent antidepressant effect of ketamine. this might be why people often say ayahusca has a much deeper healing effect that pharmahusca.

GPT **Act 5, Scene 4 - Continued** The stars shimmer overhead, their glint mirrored in the group's eyes, each one lost in personal reflection. Elara suddenly stands up and offers her hand to Bai, saying, "Let me show you something." She begins with graceful movements, her every step telling a story, the soft sound of her footsteps blending harmoniously with the ambient night. Bai, though a bit hesitant at first, tries to follow her lead, his steps clumsy in comparison. But Elara guides him, her laughter light and infectious. "Don't think too much. Just feel," she advises. **Act 5, Scene 4 - Conclusion** *[Bai, Xian, Pythagoras, and Elara sit around a campfire. The embers glow softly against the dark canvas of the night. Elara is showing Bai some dance steps while Pythagoras stirs a pot. Xian is gazing up at the stars, lost in thought.]* **Bai** (while trying to mimic Elara's movements, he stumbles a bit, then laughing): "By the way, Pythagoras, I've heard that the Pythagoreans of old were strict vegetarians. And yet here we are, with you cooking meat for us." **Pythagoras** (smiling): "Well, it's true. The Pythagoreans of the past held deep beliefs about the sanctity of life and abstained from consuming meat. But, you see, as time goes by, beliefs can evolve. I respect the traditions, but I've also come to realize the importance of nourishing the body in different circumstances." **Elara** (teasingly): "So, what you're saying is you've developed a taste for it?" **Pythagoras** (chuckling): "Let's just say, after traveling far and wide, sometimes it's hard to resist the allure of a well-cooked meal. Besides, there's a saying in one of the lands I've visited: 'When in Rome...'" **Xian** (joining the banter): "So the great Pythagoras has his weaknesses after all." **Pythagoras**: "Ah, but who doesn't? It's the imperfections that make life interesting." *[Bai grins, and Elara continues teaching him the dance steps. Pythagoras serves up the food, and the group eats together, the camaraderie palpable. The scene gradually shifts focus to Xian and Pythagoras discussing in the background as Bai and Elara's dance becomes the centerpiece. The campfire's glow illuminates their movements, creating an atmosphere of warmth and intimacy.]*

Apologies for the oversight. Let's rework the scene, focusing closely on the events and themes from Acts 1, 2, and 3. I'll weave the stories of Xian, Bai, Shan, and the mother from the Silk Road more tightly. **Act 5, Scene 4: Camp outside the city under a starlit sky.** *The campfire softly illuminates the faces of Xian, Bai, Elara, and Pythagoras. The gentle noise of the bustling city not too far away mixes with the soothing sounds of nature. Pythagoras stirs a pot, while Xian's deep-set eyes reflect the fire's glow.* Xian: "In my village, there was a teacher named Shan. He took a different path, leading others with him. The heavens, in their wrath or wisdom, struck him down with a lightning bolt." Pythagoras, looking up thoughtfully: "The divine has its way of communicating, whether it's through nature, numbers, or direct intervention." Bai, frowning: "Shan's path was dark, but there are times I've questioned the will of the gods. Why let Shan gain so much influence, only to destroy him in front of all?" Elara, looking distant: "Sometimes, the gods remain silent when we crave their voices most. In my village, when the armies came... we prayed. But our pleas were met with silence." Xian, his voice soft: "On the Silk Road, I met a mother. Her child, a mere babe, was in the cruel grip of illness. She shouted at the heavens, questioning the gods' intentions. It echoed my own confusion about Shan." Pythagoras, pausing his stirring: "I've seen much in my time. Both the cruelty and kindness of fate. The world has its balance. I lost my own family, and in my grief, I turned to the mysteries, seeking understanding." Bai, trying to lighten the mood: "All this talk of the divine, and I can't help but think the gods are blessing us with the aroma of your cooking, Pythagoras." Pythagoras, chuckling: "Sometimes, it's the little joys amidst the vast complexities of life that bring us clarity." Elara: "Or the connections we make on our journey. They guide us, change us." Xian, smiling faintly: "And perhaps, through these connections, we find our answers."

think about it if there was no desire, nothing would exist. that’s the buddhist conundrum. attempting to escape the self when it’s quite literally impossible to do so.

back when I thought enlightenment would get me laid. lmao

GPT **Act V: Reflections on Mortality and Divinity** *Scene 4: Of Numbers and Souls* Setting: A quiet rooftop overlooking the city. As night descends, lanterns from the streets below paint the surroundings with a warm, golden glow. Xian, gazing out: "It's a world far removed from my own, Pythagoras. The vastness of this city... its people... its intrigues. It's overwhelming." Pythagoras, studying the horizon: "Every place has its own rhythm, its own heartbeat. From the smallest hamlet to the mightiest city, patterns emerge." Xian, curious: "Patterns?" Pythagoras: "Numbers, Xian. Everything in this universe, from the stars above to the thoughts we think, can be understood through numbers. They are the language of the cosmos." Xian, pensively: "In my village, we had a saying: 'The heart knows its own rhythm.' I guess that's our way of sensing the patterns you speak of." Pythagoras, nodding: "I too have experienced the allure of the mystical. I have partaken in the Eleusinian Mysteries, an ancient ritual that transcends time and space. A brew, a dance, a communion with the divine." Xian, in awe: "Such a ritual... It sounds eerily familiar to the brew of my village. A medium to connect with the spirits, to peek into the other side." Pythagoras: "Ah, the mysteries of our rituals and beliefs, bridging the gap between the mortal and the ethereal. Numbers, for me, are another path to that enlightenment. They unveil the intricacies of existence, the interplay of souls." Xian, chuckling: "Between your sacred numbers and my spirits, it feels as though we're chasing the same truths. What lies beyond? What is the essence of our being?" Pythagoras, with a twinkle in his eye: "And in that pursuit, maybe we do inch closer to the gods, to understanding our purpose amidst this grand tapestry of existence." The two continue their exchange deep into the night, weaving a dialogue of shared experiences, beliefs, and profound reflections. It's a communion of minds, an intertwining of two philosophies from distant lands.

GPT **Act V: Ties That Bind** *Scene 3: Temptation and Revelations* Setting: A bustling market street transitioning into evening, with lanterns being lit. A mysterious doorway is nearby, flanked by silken curtains, hinting at the pleasures within. Elara stands near the entrance, her attire both beautiful and provocative, contrasting sharply with the more conservative garb of the general populace. Elara, her voice dripping with allure: "Looking for some company, strangers?" Xian stops in his tracks, staring at her in open-mouthed bewilderment. His upbringing had never prepared him for such a direct solicitation. His face flushes, torn between shock, embarrassment, and curiosity. Bai, trying to cover his friend's evident discomfort, stumbles on his words: "I- uh, we're just... passing through." Elara, stepping closer, her gaze on Bai but her words clearly meant for Xian: "It's a simple pleasure of the city, foreigner. Nothing to be so shocked about." Xian, gathering his composure but still clearly out of his depth: "Where we come from, things... work differently." Elara, a teasing smirk playing on her lips: "Oh? And how do they work?" Bai, attempting to steer the conversation away from a clearly overwhelmed Xian: "Not like this. It's... more private, more hidden." Elara, looking genuinely curious now: "Hidden desires can be the most powerful, can't they?" Bai, smiling but wary: "They can be. But they can also lead us astray." Xian, voice quiet: "What brought you to this... life?" Elara, taken aback by the gentle sincerity in Xian's voice, pauses. The playful seductress veneer slips a little: "It's the only life I've known for years. It offers... survival, at least." Bai, genuinely intrigued by the woman before him: "But surely there's more to life than just surviving?" Elara, her eyes glistening but her voice steady: "Sometimes, it's all we have." The trio's conversation deepens, revealing not just their current predicaments but their past wounds, hopes, and dreams. As they continue their exchange, the bustling market around them blurs, signifying the profound impact of this encounter on their respective journeys.

**Act IV: Mysterious Encounters and Lessons Learned** *Scene 1:* The vibrant atmosphere of the marketplace with the clamor of merchants and the distant sounds of a city in full swing sets the stage. Xian, deep in thought, and Bai, ever curious, meander through the stalls, occasionally pausing to inspect the myriad items for sale. *Scene 2:* A disagreement arises between Bai and a local vendor over the price of a particular item. As voices are raised and a crowd gathers, the situation threatens to escalate into violence. Bai's insistence meets the vendor's stubbornness, and a circle of onlookers forms, eager to see the outcome of this confrontation. *Scene 3:* Just as the first punches are about to be thrown, a calm voice rises above the commotion, urging peace. It's Pythagoras. He speaks eloquently about the interconnectedness of all beings and how even the smallest conflicts can disrupt the cosmic balance. His words, a mix of philosophy and spirituality, captivate the crowd, creating a momentary pause in the tension. *Scene 4:* Taking advantage of this brief reprieve, Xian steps forward to support Pythagoras' sentiments. However, some of the more aggressive individuals in the crowd remain unconvinced and threaten to resume their hostility. *Scene 5:* Suddenly, the mysterious stranger Xian had encountered before steps into the circle. The same stranger who had the power to destroy but chose to protect. The glint of the pistol catches the sun, and the crowd's mood shifts from anger to curiosity and awe. The stranger doesn't speak but instead fires the pistol into a mound of sand, demonstrating its power. The deafening sound and the impact in the sand serve as a warning, and the aggressive individuals back down. *Scene 6:* With the immediate threat neutralized, Pythagoras, ever the mediator, invites the stranger, Xian, and Bai to a more secluded area – perhaps a quiet garden or a scholar's enclave. Here, the four discuss the pistol's power, the responsibility that comes with such power, and the choice to use it for protection rather than destruction. *Scene 7:* Under the canopy of stars, Pythagoras shares tales of his travels, his experiences, and his beliefs. The discussions are profound, blending topics of destiny, power, interconnectedness, and the essence of the soul. The night ends with Xian and Bai having a deeper understanding of their own journey and the choices they make. In this Act, the confluence of Pythagoras' wisdom and the stranger's demonstration of power creates a pivotal moment for Xian and Bai, emphasizing the theme of responsibility and the interconnectedness of all things.

I think so ?

I’ve been using chat gpt to make a rough outline of a story about a hero named Xian. today I was at a lunch party and met a woman with a baby named Zian, a name derived from the Chinese Xian. I’ve never met anyone named Xian or Zian before, it was pretty interesting.

I am convinved aliens visit earth to study and understand. they probably use technology to travel through wormholes and weild superhuman psychic abilities, but they are not magical elves as leo stated. Jedi, maybe.

3D aliens are certainly limited beings and their craft can be shot down or crash. Someone mentioned capital A Aliens encountered on psychedelics , and yes it does appear that many of you are conflating the two.

**Act III: The Consequences of Power** - The day of confrontation arrives. The entire village gathers in the central square, a place they had once gathered for religious fervor under Shan's cultish influence. Tension is palpable as Xian faces off with Shan. - As noon approaches, the air becomes heavy with anticipation. Shan, oozing arrogance, believes he can easily dispel Xian's challenge. However, in a dramatic and unexpected turn of events, a bolt of lightning strikes Shan down in full view of the gathered crowd, signaling divine intervention and affirming the Seer's prediction of a miracle. The immediate aftermath is chaos, with villagers reeling from the sudden and violent end of Shan's reign. - Following Shan's death, the village is torn. While some are grateful to Xian for liberating them from Shan's manipulative clutches, others are resentful, viewing Xian's intervention as an act of treachery. The division is evident, with homes and families split in their allegiance. - This newfound power and influence sit uneasily with Xian. He is treated differently - reactions range from worship and adulation to concern and skepticism. His mother, Mei, Bai, and the Seer are the few who still see him as the mortal he always was, grounding him amidst the whirlwind of emotions. - Uncomfortable with the weight of expectation , Xian and Bai leave to wander along the Silk Road. - Realizing the burdens of being hailed as a savior, Xian grapples with hubris. During their journey on the Silk Road, Xian and Bai encounter numerous challenges and adventures, escaping from the direct worship of their village, but never entirely evading Xian's growing legend. - A pivotal moment occurs when a desperate woman approaches Xian, seeking a cure for her ailing son. While Xian tries to clarify that only God has the power to heal, her emotional plea and curse against the heavens tugs at his heartstrings. Relying on his knowledge of herbal medicine, he aids the child, further solidifying his "miracle worker" reputation. - This incident fuels Xian's growing sense of invincibility and pride. The duo's encounter with the wandering vendor, peddling powerful brews and substances on the Silk Road, presents another temptation. Under its influence, Xian is haunted by visions of his village's descent into chaos and disarray after the cult's fall. He sees is mother die, with only Mei by her side. He sees Mei’s heartbreak, he sees her cry and curse Xian. The weight of his actions, the unintended consequences, press heavily on his soul. - Distraught by his visions and the realization that his well-intentioned actions had unforeseen consequences, Bai suggests a radical idea: to leave the past behind and begin anew in a distant city, untouched by rumors of a miracle worker. Act III concludes with Xian and Bai standing at a crossroads, both literally and metaphorically. While their village recovers under the Seer's watchful eye, Xian's internal journey towards self-forgiveness and understanding is just beginning.

GPT **Act II: The Brew, The Cult's Creation, and The Path to Rebellion** - After being chosen by the Seer in the astonishing act of drawing his name from the lottery bowl, Xian is initiated into the inner sanctum of the cult. Here, under the Seer's guidance, he partakes in the potent brew. The seer comes to Xian’s home under darkness. He told Xian the story of how he created the brew as a tool for enlightenment. But Shan manipulated the brew, intented to create a cult to view him as a godlike figure. The Seer gives Xian the brew, and Xian drinks it. - During this profound spiritual experience, Xian witnesses a series of visions that shed light on the cult's dark past. He sees the Seer's initial creation of the brew, which was intended as a tool for enlightenment and spiritual awakening. However, Shan, with his ambitions, realized the brew's potential as a tool for manipulation. Shan began administering it to villagers, slowly creating a following that saw him as a god-like figure. - As Shan's power grew, the brew's formula was altered. While the original brew showed glimpses of truth, Shan's version dulled the senses and made villagers more susceptible to his control. Xian sees the divergence between the Seer's noble intent and Shan's twisted ambitions, leading to the cult's current state of control over the village. -. Xian's interaction with the gods during this vision further cements his destiny. They convey to him the importance of dismantling the cult and ending Shan's reign of deceit. They impress upon him the broader implications of his mission, hinting at the potential for a wider societal shift. - Emerging from his trance, a determined Xian confides in Bai and Mei about his revelations. The trio forms the core of the rebellion against Shan. Mei's already established skepticism towards the cult makes her a valuable ally, and the depth of her relationship with Xian adds a layer of emotional complexity to their united front. - As whispers about Xian's vision and the truth behind the brew spread, the village is plunged into a state of unrest. Reactions are mixed: while some villagers are in awe of Xian, others, especially those deeply under the influence of Shan's brew, view him as a threat. - Recognizing the impending conflict and its possible fallout, the Seer instructs Xian to confront Shan. A date is set for their dramatic face-off at noon the following day. The Seer forecasts a miracle during this confrontation, signaling the end of the cult's oppressive rule. The stage is set for an epic showdown, and as night falls, the village's atmosphere is thick with anticipation and uncertainty about the events of the next day. edit: fiilling in some gaps.