Current book wish-list: Every single comic book released by Gotham Chopra (Deepak's son). I stumbled across The Sadhu at a comic store and read parts one and two on the spot. Not only is the story amazing and rich with wisdom, the art is dark and beautiful.
Apparently, The Sadhu is being made into a movie with Nicholas Cage. I'm extremely excited.
The programmed thoughts I had about psychedelic drugs are vastly crumbling. Hallucinations were deemed 'not real' surely by someone who had never had the experience of it.
Well what is real then? We know so little of this universe that is amazingly complex and beautiful in its simplicity. We know so little and presume so much. We presume to have a grasp on reality. How we think things should be.
Could Terence Mckenna's machine elves and Drunvalo Melchizedek's Hathors be one and the same? The Hathors can be found prominently in ancient Egyptian structures. Drunvalo describes them as:
"Fourth-dimensional beings on the higher overtones of Venus. They are the most intelligent consciousness in this solar system, and they function as the headquarters of central office for all life under our Sun. The Hathors love is on a level of Christ consciousness. They use vocal sounds as their means of communicating and performing feats within their environment."
At about minute one or two of a DMT trip, according to McKenna, one may burst through a chrysanthemum-like mandala, and find:
There's a whole bunch of entities waiting on the other side, saying "How wonderful that you're here! You come so rarely! We're so delighted to see you!"
They're like jewelled self-dribbling basketballs and there are many of them and they come pounding toward you and they will stop in front of you and vibrate, but then they do a very disconcerting thing, which is they jump into your body and then they jump back out again and the whole thing is going on in a high-speed mode where you're being presented with thousands of details per second and you can't get a hold on [them ...] and these things are saying "Don't give in to astonishment", which is exactly what you want to do. You want to go nuts with how crazy this is, and they say "Don't do that. Pay attention to what we're doing".
We're now at minute 4.5 [of the trip] and you speak in a kind of glossolalia. There is a spontaneous outpouring of syntax unaccompanied by what is normally called "meaning". After a minute or so of this the whole thing begins to collapse in on itself and they begin to physically move away from you. Usually their final shot is that they wave goodbye and say "Deja vu! Deja vu!".
Could DMT, then, be a gateway of sorts to the next dimension? Or any dimension? We know DMT occurs in our own brains naturally, they think relating to dreams and near death experiences. But they don't really know.
Could our dreams be a connection to the next dimension? Perhaps we exist on all simultaneously. Or, our dreams could be practice for life in the next dimension. I believe we're definitely not awake or advanced enough to figure out what dreams really are. Which is sad to me, because I feel they must be important on a level we're missing.
Realizing that these things could in fact, be possible...it makes me view DMT and Terance's stories with greater enthusiasm. I feel like I'm salivating over being able to explore this reality. Experience is everything, right? Psychedelics are not for everyone, that's for sure. That's why we have shamans.
So in saying that, I have to decide. Do I want to be a shaman? Am I smart enough? Prepared enough? Is courage really the only thing you need?
You can't live in the past, because the past is already gone. You can't live in the future, because it doesn't exist yet. Be here now. The present moment is all we have.
I hereby give the saddest song ever award to Bob Dylan's cover of Hard Times on Good As I Been To You.
But it's ok...I know a song that cheers me up everytime.
P.S. Best frontman ever? And where are these crazy people so that I may infiltrate and become one?
I spent all day today thinking about the universe. About particle accelerators and photons. When particles collide, they annihilate each other, disappear as light, and new particles appear out of nowhere.
Destruction/creation- the dance of the universe. There is no death on a very real scale. It's something that’s utterly ludicrous for us to be afraid of. Anyway, contemplating this in my kitchen, I suddenly get cold and grab a hoodie. In the pocket is a pine cone I picked up from the woods. I hold the pine cone and marvel at the beauty. Mathematics really is the language of the universe, that’s no joke.
The number phi is amazing and all over your body. The universe is reminding me that we are all shapes. Geometrical patterns that vibrate at different speeds. Pure energy with tendencies to form patterns. Some think our dimension just happens to vibrate at 9/10ths the speed of light.
Thinking of this makes me think of black holes in a whole new way. What was once frightening to me is now becoming beautiful and exciting. Particles are speeding up to the speed of light and seemingly going out of existence. I absolutely believe they could be doorways into other dimensions.
This thinking also seems to lend credence to 2012, when we'll be aligned with the center of the Milky Way where a huge black hole lies.
Today's thought: Life becomes so strange when you're handed more scientific evidence than you can handle, insisting that our universe is not coincidental.
Bought a new book today. I fell for Amit Goswami when I saw him on "What the Bleep do we Know?". That, and I'm semi-obsessed with Indian culture.
Made an effort to have a new experience today and treated myself to Vietnamese food for the first time. It was incredible. Pho Evergreen in Greenville is pretty much going to be my new favorite haunt.
Following my amazing meal, I treated myself to some alone time at Wilson's lake. I intended to go swimming, but got caught up listening to a Terrance McKenna podcast. Besides, swimming is just not as fun with a partner in crime. I sat on the dock and rocked with the gentle waves, soaking in the stillness.
I drink up this mans words with a thirst so great, that I'm not sure it will ever be quenched.
Get to know Terrance, and all the boundaries of culture will fail. After listening to him speak, I feel a little more free. Sort of like I'm on a path of awakening from sleepwalking. And isn't that what we as a society are doing? We are all sleepwalking. Blindly fumbling through life with our minds in the gutters and our hearts closed down. We expect, and therefore get, the worst.
Just observing people in public can spell it all out for you. I look around and immediately see a majority of overweight people. Now this clearly reflects an imbalance. A disenchantment from the sacred. Our bodies are an essential part of nature, and we destroy it on an inner level the same way we destroy nature on an outer level. We objectify, dominate, pollute and deny our bodies. Simply look at how we treat sexuality. It's absurd! We've been taught to fear...to be ashamed...which leads to guilt and all other kinds of negativity. Molestation and rape. I believe these things would be largely eradicated if we just swept away the old world views. And who gave us these horrid views? Old-world, tight-ass aging men of the churches, mostly. And why did they do this? To gain control. Do you see the parallels to government and media? Turn off CNN and stop the cultural cramming of garbage down your throat. Open your eyes to nature and realize that you are a spiritual being having a human experience. Your body reflects your mindset to the rest of us. What message are you sending? Educate yourself on what scientists are saying about "mind over matter." These are the things that CNN won't tell you, you need to find out for yourself.
Society needs to stop playing the victim. We let outside influences effect us so profoundly, and take no responsibility. Do you notice that no one smiles at anyone else? No one says hello. We largely ignore each other and wonder why we feel so alone. I mean, if someone smiles at you on the bus, you probably wonder what the hell they want and think it's creepy. It's almost as if we're so chemically addicted to our negative emotions that we just can't quit.
We rush around...becoming enraged when others get in our way...only to rush to jobs that most of us hate. We unhappily work for the concept of paper money to exchange for goods that we (mostly) don't need, for things that destroy the environment and thereby destroying ourselves...and rarely do we ever spend time or money on things that are good for us. That's just too much of a guilt trip there. I can only shake my head. I don't understand this unending cycle. And does the average person on the street realize these things? Or are most of us in such a sleepwalking daze that we can't even wake from the dream?
Before, I felt nothing but contempt for such people and things. But these days I understand that it may all be part of a process. An awakening, if you will. Instead of hating that rude, hateful asshole driving a Hummer...I let that feeling pass and instead feel sorry for them. I think about what state they must be in to allow material things of no consequence to define them, and think that maybe they were denied the love they needed in life. And if we're denied love from the beginning, how are we ever going to be able to feel and express it to others? I retain the thought that I'm connected to every other human being. I mean, how can we heal if those of us who are preaching love and acceptance secretly hate those who don't? That would be another endless and not to mention, pointless cycle.
Author Drunvalo Melchizedek wrote about how we need to love even those of us who are destroying us, the governments and churches, etc. If we make positive changes within ourselves first, then they will manifest in our world. According to quantum physics, this is exactly what happens. Our world is in the state it's in because it reflects what's inside of us! So maybe you can't outwardly change the world...but maybe you can do it inwardly with ease. I believe this is why Mother Teresa refused to participate in anti-war protests and rallies. She understood this concept and told them to call her when they decided to have a peace rally instead.
All these pictures are from the brilliant magazine Adbusters. Go to adbusters.org to have your mind blown.
Vices include: coffee made extra extra and thinking too much.
Vice, virtue...you can't be too moral, you cheat yourself out of too much life. Aim above morality. If you apply that to life, you're bound to live it fully.
Everyone should see this movie. Period. Seriously, I'm considering sending it to my grandparents. 
Just observing people in public can spell it all out for you. I look around and immediately see a majority of overweight people. Now this clearly reflects an imbalance. A disenchantment from the sacred. Our bodies are an essential part of nature, and we destroy it on an inner level the same way we destroy nature on an outer level. We objectify, dominate, pollute and deny our bodies. Simply look at how we treat sexuality. It's absurd! We've been taught to fear...to be ashamed...which leads to guilt and all other kinds of negativity. Molestation and rape. I believe these things would be largely eradicated if we just swept away the old world views. And who gave us these horrid views? Old-world, tight-ass aging men of the churches, mostly. And why did they do this? To gain control. Do you see the parallels to government and media? 
Turn off CNN and stop the cultural cramming of garbage down your throat. Open your eyes to nature and realize that you are a spiritual being having a human experience. Your body reflects your mindset to the rest of us. What message are you sending? Educate yourself on what scientists are saying about "mind over matter." These are the things that CNN won't tell you, you need to find out for yourself. 
We rush around...becoming enraged when others get in our way...only to rush to jobs that most of us hate. We unhappily work for the concept of paper money to exchange for goods that we (mostly) don't need, for things that destroy the environment and thereby destroying ourselves...and rarely do we ever spend time or money on things that are good for us. That's just too much of a guilt trip there. I can only shake my head. I don't understand this unending cycle. And does the average person on the street realize these things? Or are most of us in such a sleepwalking daze that we can't even wake from the dream? 
