Observe your life for a split second and let’s discuss what it is objectively. Your “life” is composed, more or less, of 5 dominant senses: vision, audio, smell, taste, and touch. Your brain attributes certain kinds of different emotions, sensations, and feelings to everything it experiences which make up your memories, beliefs, and desires. You age, die, and the slate of you is wiped completely clean while your sentience either gets completely nullified or you are simply reborn. The loop just goes on and on, and each life is like a single, long lucid dream only different from the last in terms of what you see/feel/hear/etc and the emotions you attribute to those sensations. Life is a giant recycling bin of pretty much legos (in the forms of atoms) that is constantly breaking and forming, creating and destroying, endlessly- nothing lasts but nothing is lost. The variety of these dreams is endless: some are made up of fear, some of hopelessness, some of joy, some of betrayal, some of dominance, and so forth. It’s just a giant orgy of different temporary sensations and emotions and the way that your brain interprets the universe to form this dream is also infinite- you can experience new senses if you’re born as an animal, for instance, that is completely alien to you in the human realm. Ever sat there wondering how a mosquito interprets the world?
I know this post comes off as being a little bit depressing but this world view fills me with nothing but bliss, unity, and joy. I observe people around me, especially successful individuals, who get so caught up in this dream and fuss over such simple matters that I just snigger in the corner. I’m fairly successful if you look at my life in the cookie cutter success meter but in the back of my mind I always know that this is simply a dream, that life is completely empty, and once this ends, whatever this existence is, “I” will be wiped clean forever. My reincarnated self will have absolutely no association to my current self, just as none of us remember a single detail about life before we were born, and the loop will just go on and on and on. All I want to know is why and how I’m caught up in this loop but that’s a question for another day.
Have psychedelics given anyone else a perspective like this?
Let me just elucidate how I view existence:
In your head, imagine your most prized possessions. Imagine your reputation. Imagine your friends. Imagine your family. Think deeply about your hidden, personal thoughts, opinions, desires, and so forth. Think of your soul, if you will, that you associate with so dearly
.Now place a timer on every single one of those things. How does this make you feel? Well, initially it made me anxious. Every time a timer goes off, you lose something you’re attacheddearly to. And these timers go off all the time, absolutely nothing is permanent. Once the ultimate timer of death rings, everything else will disappear too. This is what I mean when I say its analogous to a dream. When you have a dream, you’re experiencing the ultimate ‘now’ just like in real life- you often don’t even have a single association to your past self. You don’t think, wow this is just a dream. No, whoever this person is, you literally are. Those people you’re seeing? They’re literally there. And then suddenly there’s a poof- you wake up and that dream is completely gone. All the things you saw in your dream, all the deep feelings you felt (some people’s dreams get so emotionally heavy they wake up crying or so scary they wake up screaming), and that different self you may have been goes to oblivion instantly. For a few, it remains a muddy memory that you randomly recall once or twice in your life . Life is just like that, the dream is just longer but in the universal stretch its not even a microliter of water in a planet of water. A dream happens when you’re asleep and at this point the brain is no longer in maximum survival mode. It has no reason to pay a huge slice of attention to what’s going around and the sounds that are being made or to recall the person’s memories, current emotions, and so forth. The brain just wanders and creates a new reality. All being sober means is that your brain interprets the vibrations around you in the kind of way that a certain ‘code’ tells it to. The code just tells you what tastes good, what to not eat, and so forth. There is no ‘real’, what you see isn’t what really is. The entire universe and everything in it is just vibrations with huge amounts of empty space. All your brain does is observe this energy and its configuration and create a sensation based on that specific energy model.
Imagine how radically different (almost magically different) life would be if existence and the self was 100% permanent and eternal. I’m not talking about space and food, imagine if those variables were taken care of, I’m just talking about how much our attitudes towards everything would change. How ‘real’ everything would become…
Ihave absolutely no reason to believe that we will ever be judged. Its extremely biased to judge one’s actions without placing every single ‘soul’ in their exact same shoes. I don’t mean them just being in his position, I mean having his genetics, his parents, his luck, his memories and so forth. This whole spirituality stuff is a human made concept. For a few billion years the world was literally filled with wild animals that had absolutely no sense of self and operated on instinct. If these entities are real and made us and all that crap, why did they wait this long to create the only animal who can fathom the idea of spirituality (often poorly)? Animals aren’t spiritual, you must understand that. Under natural conditions they will literally kill you, devour you, slice you to bits and so forth. We derived from them. And if acting on instict is spirituality, then why fear being judged? You don’t get much of a choice if it’s instict based. I don’t associate human beings to be above animals for two reasons: firstly, lots of individuals have commited abhorable acts and secondly, animals are just like us. They survive and derive pleasure from sex. A wasp feeds it children, like a man, protects his family, like a man, builds a house for its family, like a man, searches for a mate like a man, avoids danger and pain, like a human being, and the list just goes on and on.
