Hojo

Finding meaning in a mound of dust

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Everytime I trip on shrooms my vision goes alien and then I fall into my mind and I see that everything is just dust desperately trying to find meaning. I look through my mind and I see mounds of dust sitting there another failed attempt at trying to find meaning within myself. Something that cannot be done cause its all ethereal dust. I see the  pyramids and I see it was an effort of God to make itself the biggest mound of dust so that it might give it meaning but ultimately another failed attempt. I see Jesus just another attempt to find meaning in the dust that only exists. I see myself realizing this and there is nothing I can do to find meaning and all lives lived are just desperation to get out of what only exists a void of nothing.  I lay in my bed setting up my final resting mound for this life and I cry under my blanket because meaning cannot be found all that exists are existential puppets of a sleeping God.

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I have also had mushroom trips in which I perceived the entire manifestation of existence, the form, as a condemnation. but this is because your mind is still superimposing meaning and value on everything.

If you go a little deeper and completely free yourself from valuation, you will see reality as an incredibly beautiful dance, like an intricate plant that grows and creates living and wonderful shapes, and the joy that will fill you will be completely perfect, without a molecule of doubt or sadness. Total pure joy.

That is the absence of limits, so if what you have seen is sadness, it means that there were limits left to break.

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I have not vacuumed my carpet in weeks.

Well, I guess I am enlightened now. Vacuum room, clean the toilet.


I AM invisible 

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9 hours ago, Breakingthewall said:

That is the absence of limits, so if what you have seen is sadness, it means that there were limits left to break.

Sadness is a limit within consciousness, which is also a limit.

Not just sadness, but anything you can imagine.


I AM invisible 

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