Dissolved in an ocean of bliss, saturated with ecstatic release beyond comprehension, old Spanda emerges briefly into Space-Time only to be swept away again by the tides of infinite expansion, excruciating, eternal, boundless. A glimpse at my third experience (yesterday) with the God Molecule, the first having been in 1968 with synthetic 5, an overwhelming and still precisely memorable as if viewed through a wormhole constructed by the medicine, an explosion of vibrating crystalline being in the World of Matter. The second, last August following a remarkable day of deep healing and bonding in a powerful ayahuasca ceremony, a celebration of unity and love in the World of Life, and now this experience in the World of Purusha, of Self untethered from all anchors to temporality and phenomenal reality, a transformation to the purity of the ground of being so complete that I am changed forever again.
Thanks brothers and sisters for holding this space and letting me in.
