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Rising Star
I spent a great deal of my late teens and early 20's searching for meaning through psychedelics and philosophy. I wanted to figure out what it was all about, where I was going, what the point was, and what I wanted.
This did, admittedly, lead to a whole host of problems like false attribution and hasty conclusions, but by the end, I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted.
Long story short, a lot of life stuff happened that took a great deal of my attention. Not only that, but I was purposeful in filling up my time with goals, responsibilities, and things that I wanted.
It's been over four years since my last psychedelic trip now, too, but I'm no more inclined to wade back into the psychedelic pool. It seems my obligations are ceaseless, as are the actions required to meet my goals. Part of my whole intent with exploring psychedelics in the first place was to figure out what to do, and now I'm there.
I grieve, to some extent, the loss of the naivety associated with juvenile drug use, along with the sense of wonder. I have not, by any means, figured it all out, but rather figured out some of it and the stuff I gotta do. It seems a injustice to never get the opportunity to trip again, but my problem is that I'm not sure I'll ever need to call back
My obligations seem endless, and even when they temporarily cease, the small lapse I get is almost instantly filled by other passions. It's not that I am not still infatuated by the psychedelic experience, but that I feel like I'd need to approach them completely different.
It seems impossible to trip without reflecting, but I feel like I would need to simply take a break from other things. Instead of tripping to investigate my daily dilemmas, it would be a total immersion in something different. Set aside human concerns and explore for the pure sake of exploring. Have fun, tap into the spiritual, and consider the bigger questions.
But when is the time?
This did, admittedly, lead to a whole host of problems like false attribution and hasty conclusions, but by the end, I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted.
Long story short, a lot of life stuff happened that took a great deal of my attention. Not only that, but I was purposeful in filling up my time with goals, responsibilities, and things that I wanted.
It's been over four years since my last psychedelic trip now, too, but I'm no more inclined to wade back into the psychedelic pool. It seems my obligations are ceaseless, as are the actions required to meet my goals. Part of my whole intent with exploring psychedelics in the first place was to figure out what to do, and now I'm there.
I grieve, to some extent, the loss of the naivety associated with juvenile drug use, along with the sense of wonder. I have not, by any means, figured it all out, but rather figured out some of it and the stuff I gotta do. It seems a injustice to never get the opportunity to trip again, but my problem is that I'm not sure I'll ever need to call back
My obligations seem endless, and even when they temporarily cease, the small lapse I get is almost instantly filled by other passions. It's not that I am not still infatuated by the psychedelic experience, but that I feel like I'd need to approach them completely different.
It seems impossible to trip without reflecting, but I feel like I would need to simply take a break from other things. Instead of tripping to investigate my daily dilemmas, it would be a total immersion in something different. Set aside human concerns and explore for the pure sake of exploring. Have fun, tap into the spiritual, and consider the bigger questions.
But when is the time?