[Edit to reveal the truth at last: Everything that I said in this thread was made up and was part of me playing a character, to gauge how all of you would react to the concept of treating schizophrenic people with psychedelics. The man in the story does not exist. My main goal was simply to get a taboo concept back into your minds, and to remind you that this fear about "psychedelics and mental illness" is a very recent phenomenon - and that not long ago, in the 50s and 60s, there were extremely successful studies that actually used psychedelics to treat insanity. Then came the drug scare and the hyped-up, false claims as the war on drugs began... But scientists are now starting to re-discover these benefits, and are finding more and more uses for sacred molecules to treat diseases of the mind. A return visit to the Universe is often exactly what a depressed or schizophrenic person needs, and I am happy to see that the winds are slowly changing. In a not too distant future, we may all be psychonauts, and it will be seen as naturally by the western world as it is currently seen by the much wiser, ancient shamanic tribes that revere and treat their souls with these sacred compounds. There is a gigantic, untapped and forbidden world out there, and it is humanity's birthright to be allowed to return to it to remember who they are... Love and peace.]
SWIM knows a man who distrusts the world and prefers to live completely in his own head. He is convinced that there is a God and a Devil and that all evil and all evil people are controlled by the Devil in hiding. He sees himself as a crusader of light, here to fight "the Devil in the world around him" and to hold back the forces of darkness.
He believes that God speaks to him directly, and he sees flashes of light when he's out walking that give him inspiration and insights. He doesn't understand that this is just his subconscious realizing things and working things through - that's how the subconscious works. He's sure he is Chosen, even though he hasn't applied any of his insights and has never created anything or done anything in his whole life. He's over 70 now. Surely if they were divine insights he would have actually done something with them. Instead, he's content with just swimming endlessly in his own mind, running marathons of the mind and feeling like he's accomplished something, while he's literally standing completely still in the physical, having achieved nothing real whatsoever.
He's also paranoid. When he buys groceries in a store, he checks all of his food containers to make sure they don't let out air, to make sure nobody has poked a hole into the containers and injected something. Furthermore, he never goes to the doctor and never takes prescription medications for anything (even simple infections), because he is paranoid that anything hand-delivered and addressed specifically to him has been tampered with. For instance, one time he wanted his online order of OMEGA 3-capsules to be ordered by somebody else, because he was sure that people in a different country who have never heard about him, would nonetheless poison the capsules.
Whenever he leaves his apartment, he packs all of his food into his backpack so that nobody can poison it while he is gone. This is despite having 4 different sets of locks on his front door. He even has locks that are embedded in the locks to prevent you from inserting keys (lockception).
He believes the Israeli mossad is spying on him and that all of his phone calls are recorded.
In short, he's a self-destructive bastard; a seething vortex of dark energy and suffocation. He gets nothing done in life and he can't let go of his delusions no matter how much people try to help him.
All attempts to use logic and human words and reasoning to get him to wake up have failed. Human words and giving him more help in the material world does nothing for him. Everything he hears is filtered by his own world view and you can give him a 3 hour speech about letting go of the trivial and the artificial garbage in life, and he will only listen to and absorb the snippets that support his delusions. Everything else washes off of him. There is no way to help him via Earthly medicine or words.
He's no danger to himself or anyone else. It's not that kind of mental illness. It's merely a compulsive, fear-based obsession with the physical. The root cause of his problems is that he's compulsively obsessed with the physical, material part of the world and takes it all as deadly serious. He gets extremely involved in following politics and the drama of the world, as if it mattered, and wastes the majority of his waking hours poring over newspapers and thinking about political issues. If only he could see that he's staring himself blind at some pebbles (Earth) without realizing that there's a beach all around him (the Universe, the One Consciousness...), and that he is free to let go of all of his physically-based worries. If the cork could be unplugged and he could finally be made to let go of the physical world, he would be able to live his last years in peace at last, no longer constantly and incessantly involved in politics and the material...
His obsession with politics spills over into all interactions with him, and it's unbearable to be around him since he constantly focuses and talks about all of the perceived catastrophes all around him. He's a perfect example of a physical-world based mind who tries to control the external world and prevent it from crumbling, without realizing that it's not his job and that everything is the way it should be. The Universe knows best. Not some random 70 year old man.
SWIM sees two potential ways of dealing with him:
End all contact with this suffocating being.
Or get him to shut the hell up by showing him the Universe via DMT, finally crushing all of his paranoid illusions and his destructive, incessant focus on everything that is material.
How would SWIY act in this situation? Those are the only two options.
SWIM knows a man who distrusts the world and prefers to live completely in his own head. He is convinced that there is a God and a Devil and that all evil and all evil people are controlled by the Devil in hiding. He sees himself as a crusader of light, here to fight "the Devil in the world around him" and to hold back the forces of darkness.
He believes that God speaks to him directly, and he sees flashes of light when he's out walking that give him inspiration and insights. He doesn't understand that this is just his subconscious realizing things and working things through - that's how the subconscious works. He's sure he is Chosen, even though he hasn't applied any of his insights and has never created anything or done anything in his whole life. He's over 70 now. Surely if they were divine insights he would have actually done something with them. Instead, he's content with just swimming endlessly in his own mind, running marathons of the mind and feeling like he's accomplished something, while he's literally standing completely still in the physical, having achieved nothing real whatsoever.
He's also paranoid. When he buys groceries in a store, he checks all of his food containers to make sure they don't let out air, to make sure nobody has poked a hole into the containers and injected something. Furthermore, he never goes to the doctor and never takes prescription medications for anything (even simple infections), because he is paranoid that anything hand-delivered and addressed specifically to him has been tampered with. For instance, one time he wanted his online order of OMEGA 3-capsules to be ordered by somebody else, because he was sure that people in a different country who have never heard about him, would nonetheless poison the capsules.
Whenever he leaves his apartment, he packs all of his food into his backpack so that nobody can poison it while he is gone. This is despite having 4 different sets of locks on his front door. He even has locks that are embedded in the locks to prevent you from inserting keys (lockception).
He believes the Israeli mossad is spying on him and that all of his phone calls are recorded.
In short, he's a self-destructive bastard; a seething vortex of dark energy and suffocation. He gets nothing done in life and he can't let go of his delusions no matter how much people try to help him.
All attempts to use logic and human words and reasoning to get him to wake up have failed. Human words and giving him more help in the material world does nothing for him. Everything he hears is filtered by his own world view and you can give him a 3 hour speech about letting go of the trivial and the artificial garbage in life, and he will only listen to and absorb the snippets that support his delusions. Everything else washes off of him. There is no way to help him via Earthly medicine or words.
He's no danger to himself or anyone else. It's not that kind of mental illness. It's merely a compulsive, fear-based obsession with the physical. The root cause of his problems is that he's compulsively obsessed with the physical, material part of the world and takes it all as deadly serious. He gets extremely involved in following politics and the drama of the world, as if it mattered, and wastes the majority of his waking hours poring over newspapers and thinking about political issues. If only he could see that he's staring himself blind at some pebbles (Earth) without realizing that there's a beach all around him (the Universe, the One Consciousness...), and that he is free to let go of all of his physically-based worries. If the cork could be unplugged and he could finally be made to let go of the physical world, he would be able to live his last years in peace at last, no longer constantly and incessantly involved in politics and the material...
His obsession with politics spills over into all interactions with him, and it's unbearable to be around him since he constantly focuses and talks about all of the perceived catastrophes all around him. He's a perfect example of a physical-world based mind who tries to control the external world and prevent it from crumbling, without realizing that it's not his job and that everything is the way it should be. The Universe knows best. Not some random 70 year old man.
SWIM sees two potential ways of dealing with him:
End all contact with this suffocating being.
Or get him to shut the hell up by showing him the Universe via DMT, finally crushing all of his paranoid illusions and his destructive, incessant focus on everything that is material.
How would SWIY act in this situation? Those are the only two options.
