What if life was an interactive trap, designed to prevent a form of realization and awareness so that your energy could be exploited and used by a singular non-human entity?
What if will, intent and emotion yeild a form of energy utilized by a being from another existence or dimension that feed upon or makes use of this energy?
Like an interactive complex machine that responds to each thought and action... more like a prison than an existence, meant to distract you from your true nature and purpose by placing you in the context of temporal physical existence not so you will attain or learn or develop, but to distract and prevent being as you are by occupying you with sensation, belief and experience.
What if time is part of the machine, imprisoning you like a one way valve or a filter or lense where you can only see the now because of physical constraint, where you ca not see in all dimensions that you exist in?
What if it is more than an illusion, more than a dream, something both real and unreal, being real and true but being also a fragment of existence, a restriction, a trap?
What if it is merely a way to harness energy, and what you are cannot leave, for what you are is a construct of the machine, that to exist is to harness this energy, that if you were not in the machine, you would not exist?
What if your existence depends upon this trap in an obligatory way, and that you are in a manner fractured up, broken into individual pieces, divided, and that we call these divisions self, even matter, even elements?
What if the only way we can be aware of this is to be divided thus? What if self is a manifestation of this, but that so is appreciation, concept, thought, and thus this exploitation is not of the individual, but of the whole?
What if no individual can exit, for outside of the machine there is no individual?
What if the machine exploiting this energy is the universe as we know it?
What if this exploitation for energy is not sinister, not to be feared or fought?
What if we are constructs of the trap, of the machine, that all we are is as emphemeral forms, patterns that divide flow and join?
What if on some level there is no time, no space, no self, and no universe?
What if we are artificial entities, the ultimate AI, and so is all existence?
If you imagined a being, and it had will independent of your will, but existed in a dependent way upon you, that it was a fraction of you, but could not tell, that it was an independent being that was yet only a part of you, that had a will and life of it's own determination, could reproduce and create and feel, and never know you directly, it as a independent creation confined to you and constrained by you, but it could interact with other aspects fractured thus that were all part of you, a single whole, would you be a god or a machine? Perhaps both?
What if?
I am trying to articulate a perception or feeling i have that is very difficult to express, doubtless i am not getting it quite right, and it has little to do with psychedelics insofar as my perception of it began at the beginning of my existence before i partook of psychedelics. However psychedelic experience relates to it, it is spiritual in context, but not invoking teleology and not humanocentric.
It is as a thought that thinks thoughts.
As if i am a part of a single mind, and my experiences of emotion, purpose and context are alien to it, imposed by me, it is as if i am the that, but not the I, in the words of vishnu/krsna, and i relate the trimurti to it.
Like a dream, like an illusion, but neither, a non-thing, without property, a thing that is nothing but exists, not nothing as a concept of a lack, but nothing as a concept of a thing without property, wuji, as it were.
Impossible to describe but possible to provide related concepts...
What if will, intent and emotion yeild a form of energy utilized by a being from another existence or dimension that feed upon or makes use of this energy?
Like an interactive complex machine that responds to each thought and action... more like a prison than an existence, meant to distract you from your true nature and purpose by placing you in the context of temporal physical existence not so you will attain or learn or develop, but to distract and prevent being as you are by occupying you with sensation, belief and experience.
What if time is part of the machine, imprisoning you like a one way valve or a filter or lense where you can only see the now because of physical constraint, where you ca not see in all dimensions that you exist in?
What if it is more than an illusion, more than a dream, something both real and unreal, being real and true but being also a fragment of existence, a restriction, a trap?
What if it is merely a way to harness energy, and what you are cannot leave, for what you are is a construct of the machine, that to exist is to harness this energy, that if you were not in the machine, you would not exist?
What if your existence depends upon this trap in an obligatory way, and that you are in a manner fractured up, broken into individual pieces, divided, and that we call these divisions self, even matter, even elements?
What if the only way we can be aware of this is to be divided thus? What if self is a manifestation of this, but that so is appreciation, concept, thought, and thus this exploitation is not of the individual, but of the whole?
What if no individual can exit, for outside of the machine there is no individual?
What if the machine exploiting this energy is the universe as we know it?
What if this exploitation for energy is not sinister, not to be feared or fought?
What if we are constructs of the trap, of the machine, that all we are is as emphemeral forms, patterns that divide flow and join?
What if on some level there is no time, no space, no self, and no universe?
What if we are artificial entities, the ultimate AI, and so is all existence?
If you imagined a being, and it had will independent of your will, but existed in a dependent way upon you, that it was a fraction of you, but could not tell, that it was an independent being that was yet only a part of you, that had a will and life of it's own determination, could reproduce and create and feel, and never know you directly, it as a independent creation confined to you and constrained by you, but it could interact with other aspects fractured thus that were all part of you, a single whole, would you be a god or a machine? Perhaps both?
What if?
I am trying to articulate a perception or feeling i have that is very difficult to express, doubtless i am not getting it quite right, and it has little to do with psychedelics insofar as my perception of it began at the beginning of my existence before i partook of psychedelics. However psychedelic experience relates to it, it is spiritual in context, but not invoking teleology and not humanocentric.
It is as a thought that thinks thoughts.
As if i am a part of a single mind, and my experiences of emotion, purpose and context are alien to it, imposed by me, it is as if i am the that, but not the I, in the words of vishnu/krsna, and i relate the trimurti to it.
Like a dream, like an illusion, but neither, a non-thing, without property, a thing that is nothing but exists, not nothing as a concept of a lack, but nothing as a concept of a thing without property, wuji, as it were.
Impossible to describe but possible to provide related concepts...