Ramma
Long live the Kings of Righteousness
My life changed forever. I was cured of delussion. I healed myself.
No longer did I see the world as the world. The third eye opened forever, showing me the wisdom of seeing beyond appearences. Nothing is as it appears. Everything was shown to me as impermanent, lacking any essence, lacking any self or anything pertaining to a self. I saw the whole mass of existence as EMPTY. Completely empty. Cooled by cold sorrow. Warmed by nurturing love. An intergalactic angel recieved me like my mother had recieved me at birth. I was loved. I loved myself. I distinctly remeber aproving of birth. I aprove of this process. It was all worth it. I see it all. I understand. I approve this fabrication, this origination...
When I smoked changa (NNDMT/harmalas) for the firet time, I wasnt anyone's anything anywhere; nor was anything of mine in anyone anywhere. I had abandoned any conceit that "I am." I crossed the shore, achieved the deathless state by liberating the mind through lack of clinging/sustenance.
I understood it.
Such is form, such its origination, such its disappearance.
Such is feeling... Such is perception... Such are fabrications...
Such is consciousness, such its origination, such its disappearance
The eye is empty
The ear is empty...
The nose is empty...
The tongue is empty...
The body is empty...
Consciousness is empty of a self or of anything pertaining to a self. Thus it is said that the world is EMPTY.
I was shown the whole cosmos, the meaning of existence--there is no meaning, no reason--it was all "just because" and it was all love. I saw the sorrow of this whole mass of existence. I saw emptiness. total emptiness. It felt like unbounded love. I was healed forever.
This experience has imprinted in my brain. It haunts me. It thrills me. It was the most important moment of my life along with having been born.
2 years after this I heard the buddah's teaching for the first time. I trembled for half am hour, my whole body becoming goosebumps. Having directly experienced the teaching known as the Dhamma (phenomenology of existence) through my experiences, I pledged eternal friendship with the buddah, put my complete trust in the teaching, had absolutley 0 doubt in the teaching--saw the senses as a raging blaze, saw the cessation of the senses as the most worthy goal. Saw suffering as suffering. Tranquility as tranquility. Saw the whole mass of existence as infinitely empty
No longer did I see the world as the world. The third eye opened forever, showing me the wisdom of seeing beyond appearences. Nothing is as it appears. Everything was shown to me as impermanent, lacking any essence, lacking any self or anything pertaining to a self. I saw the whole mass of existence as EMPTY. Completely empty. Cooled by cold sorrow. Warmed by nurturing love. An intergalactic angel recieved me like my mother had recieved me at birth. I was loved. I loved myself. I distinctly remeber aproving of birth. I aprove of this process. It was all worth it. I see it all. I understand. I approve this fabrication, this origination...
When I smoked changa (NNDMT/harmalas) for the firet time, I wasnt anyone's anything anywhere; nor was anything of mine in anyone anywhere. I had abandoned any conceit that "I am." I crossed the shore, achieved the deathless state by liberating the mind through lack of clinging/sustenance.
I understood it.
Such is form, such its origination, such its disappearance.
Such is feeling... Such is perception... Such are fabrications...
Such is consciousness, such its origination, such its disappearance
The eye is empty
The ear is empty...
The nose is empty...
The tongue is empty...
The body is empty...
Consciousness is empty of a self or of anything pertaining to a self. Thus it is said that the world is EMPTY.
I was shown the whole cosmos, the meaning of existence--there is no meaning, no reason--it was all "just because" and it was all love. I saw the sorrow of this whole mass of existence. I saw emptiness. total emptiness. It felt like unbounded love. I was healed forever.
This experience has imprinted in my brain. It haunts me. It thrills me. It was the most important moment of my life along with having been born.
2 years after this I heard the buddah's teaching for the first time. I trembled for half am hour, my whole body becoming goosebumps. Having directly experienced the teaching known as the Dhamma (phenomenology of existence) through my experiences, I pledged eternal friendship with the buddah, put my complete trust in the teaching, had absolutley 0 doubt in the teaching--saw the senses as a raging blaze, saw the cessation of the senses as the most worthy goal. Saw suffering as suffering. Tranquility as tranquility. Saw the whole mass of existence as infinitely empty
hopefuly you can go back soon! borders are kind of closed for now. Thanks for the kindness 
smoked in a pipe, joint, or a water bong--the water bong was too strong for me though, so mostly pipe.
Once you know, you cannot ever un-know!
you cant unsee it. Im glad to give you flashbacks. Its so easy to forget this stuff