We are all babies, forever.

[ithappenedat21]

I can't believe this thought only became prevalent in my mind as of recently.... but it dawned it on me as I was super stoned the other week that -

No human on this earth is older than 120 years old. Compare that number to the supposed age of the universe, or the age of our Planet. A N C I E N T compared to our fraction of a millisecond lifespan-->...........the word ancient doesn't do the concept justice. It never will. It baffles me that some still think we run the show and are at the top of it all. Something else made all this possible, makes all this possible. It's all too correct, all too accordingly. Boiling down to the nitty gritty of it all. The way DMT finds people like us. Synchronicities....

.....Life. and you're left to be here, all alone - with your thoughts. Such a story it all seems. A definite paradox; all of us in our boxes aka our homes, shelter-
or lack thereof

And regardless you get to the real box....your head. The point to me is life didn't have to exist. It doesn't HAVE TO. Clearly the stars function without, the moon, everything will still all be here. For millions and millions of years to come. But then we get this chance, in these circumstances, all of us in the vast scene of it all, are merely just ants marching in and through with the process. But you can stand out. What can this beautiful brain of yours come up with?

What can you do? You're limited to what you limit yourself to. I realized that on shrooms especially. Everything seemed so easy it was almost laughable! Any obstacle in my life I most likely placed it there myself. There was nothing in the world standing in between me and all that I wanted in this beautiful life, only myself..fear...ego.... but it didn't even matter! Even those were beautiful things! And in the shattering of human limitations, my consciousness realizes the simplicity of stepping aside, of rising above.

I looked at my hands and was turning them back in forth with tears streaming down my face. They were these delicate beautiful clay like tentacles that I somehow owned and could do things with. Creation, expression.

There is so much going on here. I think "they" created us. We are the most beautiful "things" to "them". It took "so long" to get to the point we are at now. Look how complex some of us have become. With our emotions, and feelings, our compassion, empathy, abilities. If we want to go even further, the fact that we're united here on this forum today. Present moment.

This is why we leave these experiences with these substances with your stomach falling through your genitals. utter shock. nothing left to do but cry. The "realness" of all this is almost relieving. To know that everything I seeked is here. There was truth, and there was a deeper aspect to everything I knew.

i swear i bring the wind sometimes, but i cannot tell anyone that they'll think i'm crazy. The mind is such a powerful tool. It's the tool of all tools. The blessing of all blessings...... None of this is possible without one. Take care of yours folks and please excuse the errors as English is no my first language.

 

[brokenChild]

but it dawned it on me as I was super stoned the other week that -

:lol: often the beginning of many a great revelation

beautiful story, thanks for sharing :roll: :thumb_up:

 

[alert]

The point to me is life didn't have to exist. It doesn't HAVE TO. Clearly the stars function without, the moon, everything will still all be here. For millions and millions of years to come. But then we get this chance, in these circumstances, all of us in the vast scene of it all, are merely just ants marching in and through with the process. But you can stand out. What can this beautiful brain of yours come up with?

Obligatory Watts quote:

“It's like you took a bottle of ink and you threw it at a wall. Smash! And all that ink spread. And in the middle, it's dense, isn't it? And as it gets out on the edge, the little droplets get finer and finer and make more complicated patterns, see? So in the same way, there was a big bang at the beginning of things and it spread. And you and I, sitting here in this room, as complicated human beings, are way, way out on the fringe of that bang. We are the complicated little patterns on the end of it. Very interesting. But so we define ourselves as being only that. If you think that you are only inside your skin, you define yourself as one very complicated little curlicue, way out on the edge of that explosion. Way out in space, and way out in time. Billions of years ago, you were a big bang, but now you're a complicated human being. And then we cut ourselves off, and don't feel that we're still the big bang. But you are. Depends how you define yourself. You are actually--if this is the way things started, if there was a big bang in the beginning-- you're not something that's a result of the big bang. You're not something that is a sort of puppet on the end of the process. You are still the process. You are the big bang, the original force of the universe, coming on as whoever you are. When I meet you, I see not just what you define yourself as--Mr so-and- so, Ms so-and-so, Mrs so-and-so--I see every one of you as the primordial energy of the universe coming on at me in this particular way. I know I'm that, too. But we've learned to define ourselves as separate from it. ”

One more for good measure

We all know very well that after other people die, other people are born. And they're all you, only you can only experience it one at a time. Everybody is I, you all know you're you, and wheresoever all being exist throughout all galaxies, it doesn't make any difference. You are all of them. And when they come into being, that's you coming into being.

You know that very well, only you don't have to remember the past in the same way you don't have to think about how you work your thyroid gland, or whatever else it is in your organism. You don't have to know how to shine the sun. You just do it, like you breath. Doesn't it really astonish you that you are this fantastically complex thing, and that you're doing all this and you never had any education in how to do it? Never learned, but you're this miracle? The point of it is, from a strictly physical, scientific standpoint, this organism is a continuous energy with everything else that's going on. And if I am my foot, I am the sun. Only we've got this little partial view. We've got the idea that 'No, I'm something IN this body.' The ego. That's a joke. The ego is nothing other than the focus of conscious attention. It's like the radar on a ship. The radar on a ship is a troubleshooter. Is there anything in the way? And conscious attention is a designed function of the brain to scan the environment, like a radar does, and note for any troublemaking changes. But if you identify yourself with your troubleshooter, then naturally you define yourself as being in a perpetual state of anxiety. And the moment we cease to identify with the ego and become aware that we are the whole organism, we realize first thing how harmonious it all is. Because your organism is a miracle of harmony. All these things functioning together. Even those creatures that are fighting each other in the blood stream and eating each other up. If they weren't doing that, you wouldn't be healthy.

 

[cyb]

'Don't sweat the small stuff...it's immaterial...literally'