fathomlessness
Rising Star
I put forward the question to you all of: how have psychedelics enabled you to manipulate your ego awareness to make changes which are sustained and lasting throughout the day? IE Have they helped you to be more grateful and play in this machine of life and nature rather than just get by in the droning monotony that is the common state of sanity?
I, like most of you, know the value and relief of returning to the comfortable plateaus of ordinary ego awareness. It is familiar, it feels like home, it is easy, but simultaneously it can very easily become boring, monotonous, suffocating. I feel it is intuitive to say that most humans subconsciously feel the same at some latent level without them even knowing it (primitive cultures excluded). It doesn’t take a genius to see this, just one quick look at any motorway in nearly any country and we can see a whole lot of disgruntled and straight-faced people who are apathetic or somewhat frustrated about their predicament of what conscious awareness is for a human on any given day. This intuition is informed both by:
A) How society is driven on and fueled by distraction from self-awareness and contemplation with media (ie Materialism, Social Media, Netflix, Colloquial Language/Thinking).
B) A misappropriated sense of identity created from a societally influenced paradigmatic education which reinforces fallacious worldviews and misconceptions of consciousness and identity.
This feeling of inherent psychological boredom (or rather, a kind of ‘dissociation’ in to a lack of appreciation and gratitude for the enormously bizarre nature of sensory experience and that we even exist or are even aware at all - something psychedelics reveal even at low doses) becomes sublimated subconsciously in to a societally accepted paradigm of: “that’s just how things are”, predominantly because that is the way their experience of life has always been for them. But perhaps its not that simple, and it is more along the lines of what Ernest Becker talked about in his book “the Denial of Death”, that it is an apathetic acceptance of a lack of amazement or appreciation of the world that is created out of disinterestedness, and this disinterestedness is just the exterior expression in subjectivity of a subconscious sense of existential confusion, estrangement from the world, or even fear of death (fear of complexity/unknown).
This common human adaptive mechanism I am describing is pathological. It is suffocating. I describe my ordinary state of consciousness as a mental prison or straightjacket. Acceptance and gratitude being the only way to co-exist without making it an enemy.
I, like most of you, know the value and relief of returning to the comfortable plateaus of ordinary ego awareness. It is familiar, it feels like home, it is easy, but simultaneously it can very easily become boring, monotonous, suffocating. I feel it is intuitive to say that most humans subconsciously feel the same at some latent level without them even knowing it (primitive cultures excluded). It doesn’t take a genius to see this, just one quick look at any motorway in nearly any country and we can see a whole lot of disgruntled and straight-faced people who are apathetic or somewhat frustrated about their predicament of what conscious awareness is for a human on any given day. This intuition is informed both by:
A) How society is driven on and fueled by distraction from self-awareness and contemplation with media (ie Materialism, Social Media, Netflix, Colloquial Language/Thinking).
B) A misappropriated sense of identity created from a societally influenced paradigmatic education which reinforces fallacious worldviews and misconceptions of consciousness and identity.
This feeling of inherent psychological boredom (or rather, a kind of ‘dissociation’ in to a lack of appreciation and gratitude for the enormously bizarre nature of sensory experience and that we even exist or are even aware at all - something psychedelics reveal even at low doses) becomes sublimated subconsciously in to a societally accepted paradigm of: “that’s just how things are”, predominantly because that is the way their experience of life has always been for them. But perhaps its not that simple, and it is more along the lines of what Ernest Becker talked about in his book “the Denial of Death”, that it is an apathetic acceptance of a lack of amazement or appreciation of the world that is created out of disinterestedness, and this disinterestedness is just the exterior expression in subjectivity of a subconscious sense of existential confusion, estrangement from the world, or even fear of death (fear of complexity/unknown).
This common human adaptive mechanism I am describing is pathological. It is suffocating. I describe my ordinary state of consciousness as a mental prison or straightjacket. Acceptance and gratitude being the only way to co-exist without making it an enemy.