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opensourcereality9

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Hello, whoever the heck is who!

A long time ago, I smoked some bud at a music festival that friends told would taste like strong chemicals. It was the most beautiful brown sugar taste imaginable. The setting being a campground with hundreds of tents, I imagined I was in a Roman cavalry encampment of old. I smoked more and felt stonedddd. The grass was trampled from hundreds of festival goers of past and present years, but soon its beauty showed. It was dancing. Alive. I obeyed McKenna's mantra, "One more hit!" and then recognized my girl Lucy instantly. One more. Lucy began to warp and I got paranoid thinking I was killing myself. There was an Egyptian feel. I was/am a huge Egyptology fanatic... lol. All gone. 3 minutes had elapsed. I definitely didn't penetrate the chrysanthemum... just gazed upon it :)

Fast forward months later. Slipped down the hole and fell through the pit of matrix mind for what felt like a lifetime. And then there were elves. And then there were ancestors. What proceeded was some serious Gaspar Noe shit/ last episode of "Lost" shit.

Two days later, I took a couple MASSIVE hash dabs and went on to discuss Terence McKenna and related topics for a couple hours... Suddenly, I heard my text tone, looked at my phone and then "John Dies at the End" made perfect sense...

Where to from here, Jedi masters?

The Dude abides

Spag Heddy - Permanent
 
opensourcereality9 said:
Hello, whoever the heck is who!

A long time ago, I smoked some bud at a music festival that friends told would taste like strong chemicals. It was the most beautiful brown sugar taste imaginable. The setting being a campground with hundreds of tents, I imagined I was in a Roman cavalry encampment of old. I smoked more and felt stonedddd. The grass was trampled from hundreds of festival goers of past and present years, but soon its beauty showed. It was dancing. Alive. I obeyed McKenna's mantra, "One more hit!" and then recognized my girl Lucy instantly. One more. Lucy began to warp and I got paranoid thinking I was killing myself. There was an Egyptian feel. I was/am a huge Egyptology fanatic... lol. All gone. 3 minutes had elapsed. I definitely didn't penetrate the chrysanthemum... just gazed upon it :) Weed is a crazy drug...

Fast forward months later. 3mil 25 really kills ya. Slipped down the hole and fell through the pit of matrix mind for what felt like a lifetime. And then there were elves. And then there were ancestors. What proceeded was some serious Gaspar Noe shit/ last episode of "Lost" shit.

Two days later, I took a couple MASSIVE hash dabs and went on to discuss Terence McKenna and related topics for a couple "hours"... Suddenly, I heard my text tone, looked at my phone and then "John Dies at the End" made perfect sense...

Where to from here, Jedi masters?

The Dude abides

Spag Heddy - Permanent

Some advice from mckenna:

"My method, my style, has always been to be open-minded, to be critical, to be rational, but to seek the weird. And to seek it seriously. Now, if you seek the weird without a critical intelligence, it will find you faster than you can lock your apartment behind you! The number of squirrelly ideas on the market these days is truly alarming. I coined a phrase (I hope), "the balkanization of epistemology". This is what we're dealing with now. You understand what I mean? It means people can't tell shit from Shinola, but they wanna talk about it, a lot! This is a place where you have to bring to bear what are called razors, logical razors. One is: hypotheses should not be multiplied without necessity. Another is: equations should not be multiplied without necessity. Razors always seek what is called the principle of parsimony. In other words, keep it simple, stupid. The simplest explanation is always to be preferred first."
- Terence McKenna

So, sharpen your intellectual razors, and question and challenge all you are presented with, keep seeking the mystery, but keep your head while doing it...

My favorite story in the gospels, and this shows you how ... I am, my favorite story in the gospels, is the story of the apostel Thomas. Because you will recall that after the crucifixion - this is a good place to end, this is an alchemical story - after the crucifixion Christ appeared to the apostels in the upper room in Jerusalem, 40 days after, and Thomas was not there. I don't know where he was, somewhere, they sent him out for sandwiches or something. Anyway he came back, and they said "the master was with us" and he said "come oooon you guys," he said, "you been smoking too much red lab we brought in 3 weeks ago," and they said "no no the master was with us," and he said, "unless I put my hand into the wound, I will not believe it."
So then time passed, and then Christ came again to the apostels, and Thomas was among them on this second get go, and Christ walked in and kicked off his overshoes and looked around the room, and he said "Thomas, come forward, put your hand into the wound," which he did, which he did.
Now, people have different interpretations of this story, my interpretation of it ... is that alone among all human beings, in all of human history, only one person was ever so priviliged as to be allowed to touch the resurrected body, it was Thomas the Doubter, who was allowed to touch the resurrection body because he didn't believe, and so if you want to touch the resurrection body, be very careful with where you commit your belief, keep your eyes open, stay smart, take it easy...
-terence mckenna

-eg
 
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