Hey Everyone,
Nice place you got here.... I wonder how many people have saved themselves from going insane by simply visiting this forum? I can probably count myself amongst that number. Thank you all.
Reading stories and trip reports is one thing; an aspiring ego can take such lessons and integrate them somewhat seamlessly, and it can almost be convincing. It's no substitute, however, for the sharp and revealing process of ingesting a strong entheogen and watching 2 dimensional words and concepts spring alive with a reality that resonates to the core of all feeling and experience. In my personal experience, looking into the darkness has been one of the most intense and terrifying things "I" have ever embarked upon. I grew up pretty "locked down" in a family of ultra-conservative conformity. I love them all, but holy shit, the baggage that I have been relegated to sift through from a childhood of repression has been, to put it mildly, frustrating.
My Ego has been fighting this process of opening, of seeing, of letting go with a vehemence that I still can't even comprehend. I have been in a dark night of the soul for at least a good 13 or 14 months now, swinging between periods of insight and clarity and horrible, gut-wrenching episodes of disconnection, fear, angst, and all other soul-shaking pain. So many times I have wanted to give in, to give up the journey, to go backwards and be the happily ignorant child of earlier days. We probably all have at one time. The trickery of the Ego is astounding, through spice journeys, meditation courses, yoga, sweat lodges, it still holds a steady control over my life, albeit a shrinking control. I would never take any of this back.
The truth contained in even a glimpse of reality, of a genuine opening no matter how brief, is enough to keep me working towards a path of genuine expression and love through an entire of lifetime of darkness, if it comes to that. However, I don't think that it will. Intention holds power, and I have finally hit the point of being fed up with antiquated patterns of self-destruction and ego inflation. Though I'm scared shitless of what I'm going to ultimately find, I have finally realized the only way to proceed is to have faith that the Universe will come to embrace my soul and that my fragile and fragmented ego will find a new home amongst the cosmic embrace of truth.
At this juncture, I can feel the transformation happening on an individual level in a way that reflects the transition taking place within the cultural arena as well. Slowly, painfully, but steadily. Lessons being rehashed, and cyclical patterns leading to the same horrifying results. Only surrender remains. With grateful thoughts and a humble hopefulness, I again say thank you for your courage, respect, and heartfelt existence that you all attempt to express in a world of pain. With this essay I commit myself to that very path, for better or worse, and look forward to learning and growing with you all through this great and intimidating time to be alive.
Namaste
Nice place you got here.... I wonder how many people have saved themselves from going insane by simply visiting this forum? I can probably count myself amongst that number. Thank you all.
Reading stories and trip reports is one thing; an aspiring ego can take such lessons and integrate them somewhat seamlessly, and it can almost be convincing. It's no substitute, however, for the sharp and revealing process of ingesting a strong entheogen and watching 2 dimensional words and concepts spring alive with a reality that resonates to the core of all feeling and experience. In my personal experience, looking into the darkness has been one of the most intense and terrifying things "I" have ever embarked upon. I grew up pretty "locked down" in a family of ultra-conservative conformity. I love them all, but holy shit, the baggage that I have been relegated to sift through from a childhood of repression has been, to put it mildly, frustrating.
My Ego has been fighting this process of opening, of seeing, of letting go with a vehemence that I still can't even comprehend. I have been in a dark night of the soul for at least a good 13 or 14 months now, swinging between periods of insight and clarity and horrible, gut-wrenching episodes of disconnection, fear, angst, and all other soul-shaking pain. So many times I have wanted to give in, to give up the journey, to go backwards and be the happily ignorant child of earlier days. We probably all have at one time. The trickery of the Ego is astounding, through spice journeys, meditation courses, yoga, sweat lodges, it still holds a steady control over my life, albeit a shrinking control. I would never take any of this back.
The truth contained in even a glimpse of reality, of a genuine opening no matter how brief, is enough to keep me working towards a path of genuine expression and love through an entire of lifetime of darkness, if it comes to that. However, I don't think that it will. Intention holds power, and I have finally hit the point of being fed up with antiquated patterns of self-destruction and ego inflation. Though I'm scared shitless of what I'm going to ultimately find, I have finally realized the only way to proceed is to have faith that the Universe will come to embrace my soul and that my fragile and fragmented ego will find a new home amongst the cosmic embrace of truth.
At this juncture, I can feel the transformation happening on an individual level in a way that reflects the transition taking place within the cultural arena as well. Slowly, painfully, but steadily. Lessons being rehashed, and cyclical patterns leading to the same horrifying results. Only surrender remains. With grateful thoughts and a humble hopefulness, I again say thank you for your courage, respect, and heartfelt existence that you all attempt to express in a world of pain. With this essay I commit myself to that very path, for better or worse, and look forward to learning and growing with you all through this great and intimidating time to be alive.
Namaste