TimePantry
It's a field.
I had a very interesting experience the other night, and while it wasn't a formally structured setup to which I could apply a template, I would still like to describe it to you guys and I am interested in others' reactions to the idea.
I have stated more than once on this forum that unfortunately I do not seem to be able to remember any of my breakthrough experiences. This had not prevented me from having all kinds of unusual sensations and alterations of my consciousness. The most frequent thing that happens to me is that my conscious awareness returns to me seemingly the instant I have left wherever it is I go, and what I experience is all manner of reeeeeally novel return trips.
So the other night I decided to take some spice, dissolve it in a little alcohol, mix in some salvia leaves, then dry it. After two or three deep tokes, poof, I was elsewhere and as usual, I recall nothing until I found myself on the familiar weird journey home to my corner of reality. But here's the thing, as I returned incrementally to my own place, I could feel potential selves peeling off as I went. It was as if every node where a choice in my life would cause reality to branch into alternate realities, created other mes that were somehow each and all part of the big me on the other side. To return to my specific reality it felt like I was dropping off the other mes one at a time.
So here is the idea: what if our true selves, on the other side when we finish our lives, are made up of ALL the branches, all the potentially different ways our lives could have gone? What if we choose a life to live, and then live out every permutation of that life simultaneously in multiple parallel universes? It really felt like that's where I had gone, to a place where I was all of the different people I can have been, all at once.
(side note: I'll bet physicists and cosmologists who do entheogens are REALLY fun to talk to.)
I have stated more than once on this forum that unfortunately I do not seem to be able to remember any of my breakthrough experiences. This had not prevented me from having all kinds of unusual sensations and alterations of my consciousness. The most frequent thing that happens to me is that my conscious awareness returns to me seemingly the instant I have left wherever it is I go, and what I experience is all manner of reeeeeally novel return trips.
So the other night I decided to take some spice, dissolve it in a little alcohol, mix in some salvia leaves, then dry it. After two or three deep tokes, poof, I was elsewhere and as usual, I recall nothing until I found myself on the familiar weird journey home to my corner of reality. But here's the thing, as I returned incrementally to my own place, I could feel potential selves peeling off as I went. It was as if every node where a choice in my life would cause reality to branch into alternate realities, created other mes that were somehow each and all part of the big me on the other side. To return to my specific reality it felt like I was dropping off the other mes one at a time.
So here is the idea: what if our true selves, on the other side when we finish our lives, are made up of ALL the branches, all the potentially different ways our lives could have gone? What if we choose a life to live, and then live out every permutation of that life simultaneously in multiple parallel universes? It really felt like that's where I had gone, to a place where I was all of the different people I can have been, all at once.
(side note: I'll bet physicists and cosmologists who do entheogens are REALLY fun to talk to.)


but just wanted to say that your stories I love and your style of story telling never gets old.