DavidB
Rising Star
I'm not very experienced with psychedelics, as I have only ever experimented with the occasional smoke of THC. (Once every year or 2) I can't say I really enjoyed this experience very much, which explains why I only really did it occasionally, when curiosity got the better of me and I had forgotten how much I don't really enjoy it.
The problem I find with THC, is that it seems to open my awareness up to too much, too quickly to knowledge and information all at once, which becomes overwhelming, causing me to feel panicked, feeling as though I'll lose control, lose my mind.
I do enjoy the information and knowledge, most of it I find to be quite profound, but I do not enjoy being overwhelmed.
To place things into some perspective. I'm 41 years of age. I experienced a full blown panic attack was when I was 21. This panic attack shattered my world view so significantly and completely, anything that reminds me of that experience can potentially trigger it all over again, to some extent. I haven't had the panic attacks for at least 6 years now though, thankfully, but the feelings that I experience when stoned, those overwhelming feelings of too much too quickly, in so many ways, remind me of what I experienced when I used to have panic attacks.
Let me try to explain. I have gathered from chatting to others that have experienced panic attacks, that my panic attacks differ quite significantly from the norm. For example, my panic leaves me feeling as though the world has been shattered and shredded into oblivion, resembling something more akin to everything in existence being run through a blender and then suspended in a void of infinite emptiness. The feelings of sheer unadulterated terror and confusion are beyond description.
So thus far, my first and only encounters with the void, with emptiness, have been extremely negative and painful, with smatterings of profound knoweldge and information. Interestingly enough however, all negativity and painfulness aside, so many of the psychedelic experiences I have read, resonate with what I learned from my experiences. It may seem very odd that such a comparison might be made, but not really all that odd when we consider that what I experience and what the psychedelic tripper experiences, are both journeys into internal universes.
I'm convinced that what I experienced was nothing more than a spontaneous awakening from unconsciousness, into a realisation that nothing is real, that all things are merely dreams or illusions. It was this spontaneous awakening that shattered my world and made me miss-perceive the void as a hostile, indifferent and confusing torture chamber.
I understand now though, after many years of contemplation, meditation and inner searching, that consciousness can manifest into whatever form is necessary. Consciousness has an infinite form potentiality, in other words, all form arises out of consciousness. Consciousness though, having no inherent form itself, is emptiness, void of form, ironically.
From Mahayana Buddhism we get the phrase, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, one source, not two." - Prajna Paramita Hridaya Sutra (Heart Sutra)
This phrase epitomises what I experienced when my ego suddenly collapsed into oblivion and my self deluded world collapse around me. At the time though, I was so overwhelmed with what I was experiencing, being left naked in an infinite void, not having any prior understanding nor training in anything esoteric nor spiritual, nor existential, nothing whatsoever, I felt I had been plunged into a hellish abyss, I felt completely alone and totally confused. I believe I know what hell feels like, no exaggeration. (I believe hell is a state of mind, not an actual place)
My initial search for the truth then, was born out of a desperate need to be free from the hellish experiences that I had inadvertently discovered. The universe had given me an existential kick in the spiritual bollocks and I was hurting, big time. I desperately needed to be free from pain, free from suffering. It took at least 10 years to get back to the point where I was feeling somewhat tenuously normal again. It took another 5 years to get my life back on track.
So why am I here taking up your time with my stories?
I'm glad you asked.
Because, I feel so much more stable now, with a much keener understanding of life and reality. I have become interested in experimenting with some other forms of consciousness apart from the one that I experience regularly on a daily basis. I have watched a few videos on psychedelics and read quite a few testimonials and I like what I have seen and heard thus far. Of course, there are those bad trips that everyone talks about, but from my own bad trip living experience and the testimony of the bad trip, I feel that a bad trip can actually be a good trip in disguise. Might not feel good at the time, but hey, that's life.
So I hope to stick around for a while and see if I can learn a thing or two along the way. If nothing else, it might be fun.
The problem I find with THC, is that it seems to open my awareness up to too much, too quickly to knowledge and information all at once, which becomes overwhelming, causing me to feel panicked, feeling as though I'll lose control, lose my mind.
I do enjoy the information and knowledge, most of it I find to be quite profound, but I do not enjoy being overwhelmed.
To place things into some perspective. I'm 41 years of age. I experienced a full blown panic attack was when I was 21. This panic attack shattered my world view so significantly and completely, anything that reminds me of that experience can potentially trigger it all over again, to some extent. I haven't had the panic attacks for at least 6 years now though, thankfully, but the feelings that I experience when stoned, those overwhelming feelings of too much too quickly, in so many ways, remind me of what I experienced when I used to have panic attacks.
Let me try to explain. I have gathered from chatting to others that have experienced panic attacks, that my panic attacks differ quite significantly from the norm. For example, my panic leaves me feeling as though the world has been shattered and shredded into oblivion, resembling something more akin to everything in existence being run through a blender and then suspended in a void of infinite emptiness. The feelings of sheer unadulterated terror and confusion are beyond description.
So thus far, my first and only encounters with the void, with emptiness, have been extremely negative and painful, with smatterings of profound knoweldge and information. Interestingly enough however, all negativity and painfulness aside, so many of the psychedelic experiences I have read, resonate with what I learned from my experiences. It may seem very odd that such a comparison might be made, but not really all that odd when we consider that what I experience and what the psychedelic tripper experiences, are both journeys into internal universes.
I'm convinced that what I experienced was nothing more than a spontaneous awakening from unconsciousness, into a realisation that nothing is real, that all things are merely dreams or illusions. It was this spontaneous awakening that shattered my world and made me miss-perceive the void as a hostile, indifferent and confusing torture chamber.
I understand now though, after many years of contemplation, meditation and inner searching, that consciousness can manifest into whatever form is necessary. Consciousness has an infinite form potentiality, in other words, all form arises out of consciousness. Consciousness though, having no inherent form itself, is emptiness, void of form, ironically.
From Mahayana Buddhism we get the phrase, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, one source, not two." - Prajna Paramita Hridaya Sutra (Heart Sutra)
This phrase epitomises what I experienced when my ego suddenly collapsed into oblivion and my self deluded world collapse around me. At the time though, I was so overwhelmed with what I was experiencing, being left naked in an infinite void, not having any prior understanding nor training in anything esoteric nor spiritual, nor existential, nothing whatsoever, I felt I had been plunged into a hellish abyss, I felt completely alone and totally confused. I believe I know what hell feels like, no exaggeration. (I believe hell is a state of mind, not an actual place)
My initial search for the truth then, was born out of a desperate need to be free from the hellish experiences that I had inadvertently discovered. The universe had given me an existential kick in the spiritual bollocks and I was hurting, big time. I desperately needed to be free from pain, free from suffering. It took at least 10 years to get back to the point where I was feeling somewhat tenuously normal again. It took another 5 years to get my life back on track.
So why am I here taking up your time with my stories?
I'm glad you asked.
Because, I feel so much more stable now, with a much keener understanding of life and reality. I have become interested in experimenting with some other forms of consciousness apart from the one that I experience regularly on a daily basis. I have watched a few videos on psychedelics and read quite a few testimonials and I like what I have seen and heard thus far. Of course, there are those bad trips that everyone talks about, but from my own bad trip living experience and the testimony of the bad trip, I feel that a bad trip can actually be a good trip in disguise. Might not feel good at the time, but hey, that's life.
So I hope to stick around for a while and see if I can learn a thing or two along the way. If nothing else, it might be fun.