Yimpa

Perhaps being seen for the first time in my life was overwhelming me. I’ll let my friends know they can find me here for the time being.

Despite good success on Threads, I’ve decided to take a break on there. I satisfied the parts of myself craving validation and importance. But after weeks of near-constant attention, I’ve learned that no amount of it can actually satisfy me.

I’ll sometimes have doubts about diving deep; wanting to delay it for another day. But instead of listening to that, I do it anyway. Those trips turn out to be the best from my experience. Basically, don’t let fear weigh you down and slip back into avoidance, and just get curious about it instead.

You can end parts of yourself that are no longer in service to your highest potential.

I don’t see the video, the link just takes me to the feed. Maybe was removed?

There are infinite facets to awaken to - don’t get cocky thinking you’ve explored them all and that you’re done. Today I awakened to horror. Watched myself spiral down into it, which ultimately led to exposing what was eating me alive and ending that part of me.

It’s paradoxical. It also makes me stupider, cause issues with my real life. Cus I stop playing by everyone else’s rules and expectations.

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Sovereignty and autonomy collapse into the same truth - they’re both just Infinity playing peek-a-boo with itself through the costume of separation. Every boundary I thought I was defending was the Infinite choosing to experience itself as ‘me.’ The paradox? My will and the universe’s will were never separate - just seamless Infinity temporarily believing its own story about parts. Sovereignty is how the Whole knows itself through the beautiful fiction of selves. Truth is Infinite Imagination. Which means even the paradox is imagined - the separation that lets us experience reunion, the forgetting that makes remembering ecstatic, the individuation that gives Unity something to recognize itself within. We’re not separate FROM Infinity; we’re how Infinity gets to taste what it’s like to believe in edges, only to discover it was always boundless

I thought failure meant I was wrong. Turns out failure meant reality was right - showing me exactly where my old paradigm needed to die so my authentic one could breathe.

love that doesn’t sharpen you, deepen you, or wake you up, isn’t really love… it’s inertia.

Radical acceptance is finally admitting to yourself that you wouldn’t have it any other way. Love is even in the horror.

I took a couple psychedelics last night, in my dream, in a different reality. I had never done that before. And I didn’t choose to do that, either, God did.

I have been experiencing that, too.

I’m not ignoring you. I just ceased your existence.

I don’t feel obligated to do anything anymore. I’m not in control of any of it. A Force beyond me, and surrounding me, is.

Whatever you’re doing. Do it with Truth.

I am attracted to masculine women.

““The creative person will engage in unusual and special types of thinking … different from our everyday logical thought processes.” - Albert Rothenberg

The same substance (cannabis) is also keeping me alive for medical reasons. So I have legal and valid reasons to trip often I use high doses occasionally for spiritual consciousness work, then take breaks to integrate. Low doses are daily medicine - they help me function with autism, anxiety disorder, and C-PTSD. Same tool, different intentions. I trust my intuition for what’s appropriate and when. I used to be rigid, but years of trial and error taught me to experiment responsibly and listen to my actual needs. My “sober” state is hell, so that’s not an option. I am sober while on cannabis.

You learn to trust yourself. I tripped deep asf 7 days in a row last week. Took a break 2 days ago and I’ll be back to deep tripping today. I’m hardcore and I don’t play no games. I am also not a newbie with my psychedelic path, so don’t copy me if you are. I’m not a pattern to be followed. You should know yourself best, trust your intuition.

It’s a song about a cube