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#1
Preparation and Integration / Re: Qestion about Physical Saf...
Last post by SenseOrgan - September 23, 2023, 10:24:14 AM@Handshake
Thank you for your answer. It went well. No nightly reactivations happened then. I welcomed the ones that did happen much later.
Thank you for your answer. It went well. No nightly reactivations happened then. I welcomed the ones that did happen much later.
#2
Introductions/Newbies / ER doctor and psychonautical e...
Last post by throckmorton - September 22, 2023, 08:34:01 AMHello, I am an ER doctor who has embarked on a journey of self healing and self discovery to combat burnout, anxiety, depression and subsequent self medication and its fall out to avoid feeling. When traditional SSRIs and talk therapy came up short, I found plant medicines and entheogens. Ive made huge strides with three ayahausca ceremonies, two toad medicine ceremonies, huachuma, ketamine, psilocybin, however I finally got what I was looking for with my third toad medicine experience. This one experience was light years beyond everything else I have experienced and I am a true believer in the power of toad medicine. Im interested in learning from and collaborating with like minded individuals.
#3
Preparation and Integration / Re: So You Want To Intramuscul...
Last post by shakyradical - September 20, 2023, 01:06:46 PMQuote from: Inquirer on August 19, 2023, 07:00:15 PMI've found IM to be incredible as well. Great for both 5-Meo-DMT, DMT, and I'm sure other psychedelics too. Very underrated/misunderstood ROA.
Has a 5-MeO-DMT breakthrough dose using this method been clearly defined? I saw 10mg in this thread, but I've found that's not necessarily true if your goal is a full release. I suppose another factor at play would be which salt is used. I think HCL contains more 5-MeO-DMT per mg compared to fumarate.
10 mg was a wild experience for me. I can't even fathom people telling me they do 20mg or more.
seems like the dose isn't standardizable. set and setting will determine a full release or not.
#4
Spirituality / Medicine & Mysticism
Last post by Rising Spirit - September 10, 2023, 10:29:19 PMIn regards to the tremendous shift in one's consciousness brought about by ceremony with the sacred 5 molecule, I humbly submit that any attempt to articulate the dissolution of one's ordinary modality of self mesmerizm, is effectively shattered into so much cosmic dust. It might be speculative on my part, but when one's illusions are washed away with such potent force... who then remains to maintain any iota of cognitive, subjective attention? I'd add that during every single one of my nondual epiphanies, there occurs a certain degree of total white out. What happens is not exactly a completely blank canvas, dead voidness, nor a state of helpless comatose. Rather, without thought process or identity through self-orientation, by what measure does one fathom the unfathomable? It would be sheer insanity to proclaim that without rational thought, premeditated determination or habitual intention, for any strata of self awareness to survive the wholly dissolving fulcrum of attunement to pure Source omniscience, that the 5 medicine reliably gifts.
What does come through so beautifully and so divinely intended, is that while during the full-eclipsing with the sacred white vacuum of limitless infinity, that insubstancial, yet magnificently effulgent power, there is both soul recognition and deep spiritual resonance. I call it the remembrance. Minds are frozen by the overwhelming and unbridled force of the 5 molecule. Identification with our accustomed storylines are essentially, temporarily erased yet, something mysteriously wonderful still pulses sublimely, without name, dimension nor any form. A profound symbiosis occurs to those accustomed to long periods of time without fixation upon thoughts and one's internal dialog. This is primarily why I so enthusiastically emphasize the magical practice of daily sitting and moving meditation. Existence is relative to one's mindset and to the programmed patterning of our unique, experientially learned behavior. Freeze that pattern and conscious-awareness still resides and perception, while it may lack perceivable orientation, voyages on through our willing surrender of control and habitual need for finite quantification... but still maintains buoyancy through the miracle of focussed attention.
Ultimately, I surmise that in such a buoyant ego stasis, one erasing of self projection and maintenance of concrete reality, a most lovely state of attunement and receptivity blooms. Within such a vortexial fulcrum of no-thingness... what appears to be absolute emptiness is essentially a force of limitless potentiality, a beginningless and endless recycling of becoming and in turn, dissolving into sheerest oblivion. Such is the dualistic nature of 3 dimensional, material existence, as it is birthed, rippens and eventually dissipates back into undifferentiated formlessness. What does remain if everything is so utterly transient? I hypothesize that pure Source energy resides within all strata of phenomenal occurrences and all degrees of existential being. Call it the Godhead or the eternal Tao or the Great Spirit... yet it matters little. What does emphatically matter, is attunement to this Source energy and a remembrance of always having been indivisibly one with this miraculous field of absolute potentiality, endlessly blooming, ad infinitum.
And then... out sheerest emptiness explodes luminosity beyond description. Let there be Light! There was an overwhelmingly immense, blinding illumination and radiance.. Flooding, cascading, revitalizing effulgence emerges to bring a spark and enlightening vibration of intuitive understanding and then, divine transmission awakens the soul bird to take immortal flight. Herein, is the sacred treasure, the very kernel of philosophy and of all religions. As Hermes Trismegistus said so profoundly, nearly 3000 years ago, "As above, so bellow. As within, so without. As the universe, so the soul." Unity is the only law which endures. We are one and I honor you all with fierce yet loving reverence. Aho, Namaste and Namaskar.
What does come through so beautifully and so divinely intended, is that while during the full-eclipsing with the sacred white vacuum of limitless infinity, that insubstancial, yet magnificently effulgent power, there is both soul recognition and deep spiritual resonance. I call it the remembrance. Minds are frozen by the overwhelming and unbridled force of the 5 molecule. Identification with our accustomed storylines are essentially, temporarily erased yet, something mysteriously wonderful still pulses sublimely, without name, dimension nor any form. A profound symbiosis occurs to those accustomed to long periods of time without fixation upon thoughts and one's internal dialog. This is primarily why I so enthusiastically emphasize the magical practice of daily sitting and moving meditation. Existence is relative to one's mindset and to the programmed patterning of our unique, experientially learned behavior. Freeze that pattern and conscious-awareness still resides and perception, while it may lack perceivable orientation, voyages on through our willing surrender of control and habitual need for finite quantification... but still maintains buoyancy through the miracle of focussed attention.
Ultimately, I surmise that in such a buoyant ego stasis, one erasing of self projection and maintenance of concrete reality, a most lovely state of attunement and receptivity blooms. Within such a vortexial fulcrum of no-thingness... what appears to be absolute emptiness is essentially a force of limitless potentiality, a beginningless and endless recycling of becoming and in turn, dissolving into sheerest oblivion. Such is the dualistic nature of 3 dimensional, material existence, as it is birthed, rippens and eventually dissipates back into undifferentiated formlessness. What does remain if everything is so utterly transient? I hypothesize that pure Source energy resides within all strata of phenomenal occurrences and all degrees of existential being. Call it the Godhead or the eternal Tao or the Great Spirit... yet it matters little. What does emphatically matter, is attunement to this Source energy and a remembrance of always having been indivisibly one with this miraculous field of absolute potentiality, endlessly blooming, ad infinitum.
And then... out sheerest emptiness explodes luminosity beyond description. Let there be Light! There was an overwhelmingly immense, blinding illumination and radiance.. Flooding, cascading, revitalizing effulgence emerges to bring a spark and enlightening vibration of intuitive understanding and then, divine transmission awakens the soul bird to take immortal flight. Herein, is the sacred treasure, the very kernel of philosophy and of all religions. As Hermes Trismegistus said so profoundly, nearly 3000 years ago, "As above, so bellow. As within, so without. As the universe, so the soul." Unity is the only law which endures. We are one and I honor you all with fierce yet loving reverence. Aho, Namaste and Namaskar.
#5
5-MeO-DMT Experiences and Testimonials / Re: My Very First 5 Experience...
Last post by Rising Spirit - September 10, 2023, 09:49:40 AMMy apologies for referencing the "1942 printing of Autobiography Of A Yogi" as it was actually published in 1946. That being said, later editions were edited thoroughly by the Self Realization Fellow and censorship was applied. And I am not professing that entheogenic compounds are valid alternatives to strict Yogic training. For myself they are not mutually exclusive. It is as clear as crystal that Sri Lahiri Mahasaya didn't publicly advocate using hashish or herbal drinks to his students, the decades he was a spiritual teacher. He taught a scientific methodology known of as Kriya Yoga... but upon his first reacquaintance with his Gurudeva, imbibed what was undoubtedly hash oil and mention if herbal drinks prepared by the Master Yogi. So without further adieu, I cut and pasted the passage I had mentioned above.
"For more than three decades I have waited for you here—waited for you to return to me!' Babaji's voice rang with celestial love. 'You slipped away and vanished into the tumultuous waves of the life beyond death. The magic wand of your karma touched you, and you were gone! Though you lost sight of me, never did I lose sight of you! I pursued you over the luminescent astral sea where the glorious angels sail. Through gloom, storm, upheaval, and light I followed you, like a mother bird guarding her young. As you lived out your human term of womb-life, and emerged a babe, my eye was ever on you. When you covered your tiny form in the lotus posture under the Nadia sands in your childhood, I was invisibly present! Patiently, month after month, year after year, I have watched over you, waiting for this perfect day. Now you are with me! Lo, here is your cave, loved of yore! I have kept it ever clean and ready for you. Here is your hallowed asana-blanket, where you daily sat to fill your expanding heart with God! Behold there your bowl, from which you often drank the nectar prepared by me! See how I have kept the brass cup brightly polished, that you might drink again therefrom! My own, do you now understand?' (perhaps something akin to Ayahuasca?)
"'My guru, what can I say?' I murmured brokenly. 'Where has one ever heard of such deathless love?' I gazed long and ecstatically on my eternal treasure, my guru in life and death.
"'Lahiri, you need purification. Drink the oil in this bowl and lie down by the river.' Babaji's practical wisdom, I reflected with a quick, reminiscent smile, was ever to the fore.
"I obeyed his directions. Though the icy Himalayan night was descending, a comforting warmth, an inner radiation, began to pulsate in every cell of my body. I marveled. Was the unknown oil imbued with a cosmical heat? (possibly hash oil?)
"Bitter winds whipped around me in the darkness, shrieking a fierce challenge. The chill wavelets of the Gogash River lapped now and then over my body, outstretched on the rocky bank. Tigers howled near-by, but my heart was free of fear; the radiant force newly generated within me conveyed an assurance of unassailable protection. Several hours passed swiftly; faded memories of another life wove themselves into the present brilliant pattern of reunion with my divine guru.
"My solitary musings were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. In the darkness, a man's hand gently helped me to my feet, and gave me some dry clothing.
"'Come, brother,' my companion said. 'The master awaits you.'
"He led the way through the forest. The somber night was suddenly lit by a steady luminosity in the distance.
"'Can that be the sunrise?' I inquired. 'Surely the whole night has not passed?".
"For more than three decades I have waited for you here—waited for you to return to me!' Babaji's voice rang with celestial love. 'You slipped away and vanished into the tumultuous waves of the life beyond death. The magic wand of your karma touched you, and you were gone! Though you lost sight of me, never did I lose sight of you! I pursued you over the luminescent astral sea where the glorious angels sail. Through gloom, storm, upheaval, and light I followed you, like a mother bird guarding her young. As you lived out your human term of womb-life, and emerged a babe, my eye was ever on you. When you covered your tiny form in the lotus posture under the Nadia sands in your childhood, I was invisibly present! Patiently, month after month, year after year, I have watched over you, waiting for this perfect day. Now you are with me! Lo, here is your cave, loved of yore! I have kept it ever clean and ready for you. Here is your hallowed asana-blanket, where you daily sat to fill your expanding heart with God! Behold there your bowl, from which you often drank the nectar prepared by me! See how I have kept the brass cup brightly polished, that you might drink again therefrom! My own, do you now understand?' (perhaps something akin to Ayahuasca?)
"'My guru, what can I say?' I murmured brokenly. 'Where has one ever heard of such deathless love?' I gazed long and ecstatically on my eternal treasure, my guru in life and death.
"'Lahiri, you need purification. Drink the oil in this bowl and lie down by the river.' Babaji's practical wisdom, I reflected with a quick, reminiscent smile, was ever to the fore.
"I obeyed his directions. Though the icy Himalayan night was descending, a comforting warmth, an inner radiation, began to pulsate in every cell of my body. I marveled. Was the unknown oil imbued with a cosmical heat? (possibly hash oil?)
"Bitter winds whipped around me in the darkness, shrieking a fierce challenge. The chill wavelets of the Gogash River lapped now and then over my body, outstretched on the rocky bank. Tigers howled near-by, but my heart was free of fear; the radiant force newly generated within me conveyed an assurance of unassailable protection. Several hours passed swiftly; faded memories of another life wove themselves into the present brilliant pattern of reunion with my divine guru.
"My solitary musings were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. In the darkness, a man's hand gently helped me to my feet, and gave me some dry clothing.
"'Come, brother,' my companion said. 'The master awaits you.'
"He led the way through the forest. The somber night was suddenly lit by a steady luminosity in the distance.
"'Can that be the sunrise?' I inquired. 'Surely the whole night has not passed?".
#6
5-MeO-DMT Experiences and Testimonials / Re: My Very First 5 Experience...
Last post by Rising Spirit - September 10, 2023, 09:13:43 AMQuote from: spritoflight on September 05, 2023, 05:30:13 PMquote author=spritoflight link=msg=56885 date=1693956613]I study Advaita Vedanta through a beloved scolar of Ramana Maharshi. I was blessed to meet him last year (before my first 5MEO) and asked if he thought psychedelics could be helpful to go within : 'No', the teacher said. But it was my prarabha to take 5MEO. I stayed with the memory of that powerfull experience (where I sank at the bottom of myself - union) for a year before going back to him and exposing it, asking if it was true spirituality. 'No, it is not'. It was certainly disapointing and I still think he doesn't understand ! How arrogant!!Namaskar, my friend. Sri Ramana Maharshi has been one of my biggest inspirations for over 45 years now. My infatuation with Advaita Vedanta began with the writings of Sri Swami Vivekananda, whose eloquent words ignited a flame within my mind's heart. I threw myself into the teachings of Adi Shankaracharya and honestly, severe austerity and a life of total monastic renunciation is not my path. That said, timeless wisdom touches each of us in unique ways... and the ultimate truth is that there are no differences between oneself and The Self. I've a penchant for naming the higher Self as, the Omniself, as it is all selves at once and yet, remains unbound by any division nor differentiations.
I strongly feel that direct experience is the only way to merge into states of Samadhi and lose the illusion of one's finite identity. Reliance on any teaching, meditation method or sacred medicine, is still operating within the dualistic realm and frankly, until a seed is ready to sprout, it's silly to adhere concretely to the narrow monastic or scholarly way.
QuoteHe said :
Drugs can only affect what appears in our awareness and whatever is experienced is nourrishing ego.
Drugs cannot drive the mind within only grace can.
Drugs can only lead to a state of 'manolaya', like sleep, wich has no spiritual benefit or lead to more experiences.
Only the mere awarness of I AM can dissolve ego, 'manonassa'.
Grace manifests in many ways. Worshipping the physical form or spiritual teachings of the Guru cannot automatically bestow Grace. And while "Drugs" do indeed fuel the ego of the traveler... entheogenic compounds are not drugs. Nath yogis, Buddhists and Taoists have used alchemy for thousands if years in their sadhana. If you look closely into the original 1942 printing of Autobiography Of A Yogi, there are clear references of entheogenic substances being used by Sri Lahiri Mahasaya, when he was first reunited with his Gurudeva, Sri Babaji Maharaj. I will find them and post them here, later on.
QuoteI was touched that you waited 5 years to share with words what is unspeakable. The answers given by the teacher helped me to see how attached I am to this experience of union. How I refer to it when I think about God. I feel you are too.
One of the greatest ironies about dissolving into the nondual Source, is that we are most compelled to communicate something of the experience, after being reborn into corporeal, material reality. Granted, nothing can be said of the fusion... but in the post eclipsing aftermath of the whiteout unification, some small jewels crystallizes within the mind's heart and find expression through thoughts, deeds and in essence, vibrationally. And yes, may all souls find ecstatic solice in the realization of undifferentiated, seamless Oneness. Aho, Namaste and Namaskar.
#7
5-MeO-DMT Experiences and Testimonials / Re: My Very First 5 Experience...
Last post by spritoflight - September 05, 2023, 05:30:13 PMDear Rising Spirit
I feel a kinship with you
I study Advaita Vedanta through a beloved scolar of Ramana Maharshi. I was blessed to meet him last year (before my first 5MEO) and asked if he thought psychedelics could be helpful to go within : 'No', the teacher said.
But it was my prarabha to take 5MEO. I stayed with the memory of that powerfull experience (where I sank at the bottom of myself - union) for a year before going back to him and exposing it, asking if it was true spirituality. 'No, it is not'. It was certainly disapointing and I still think he doesn't understand ! How arrogant!!
He said :
Drugs can only affect what appears in our awareness and whatever is experienced is nourrishing ego.
Drugs cannot drive the mind within only grace can.
Drugs can only lead to a state of 'manolaya', like sleep, wich has no spiritual benefit or lead to more experiences.
Only the mere awarness of I AM can dissolve ego, 'manonassa'.
I inhaled three increasing doses of 5 and tried to apply atma vichara with all my heart. With the first two doses, Ego experienced some sense of expansion and loosening until it got to the bottom of itself. The pure I thought. Light and love. The most striking experience was to be in that state and to try to think of my friends present in the room ; I could not hold that thought for long, I saw the I thought engulfing them, I became them, they became me without ceasing to exist. Union and bliss.
The third dose was strong enough to wipe out ego, gone, 'monalaya', sleep-like state, no recollection for a while. When ego came back, it was in some kind of 'fighting to survive mode', desperalty trying to cling to something outside, birthing itself through separation. Seeing my own arrogance, I felt compassion for myslef, asked for pardon to my friends and closed my eyes.
I was touched that you waited 5 years to share with words what is unspeakable. The answers given by the teacher helped me to see how attached I am to this experience of union. How I refer to it when I think about God. I feel you are too.
May we only be free
#8
Science / Doctoral Dissertation Study on...
Last post by Cynthia - September 05, 2023, 01:49:08 PMHi all,
I am a Doctoral student at UAB needing participants for my dissertation study on experiences while on DMT and 5-MeO-DMT, specifically while VAPING them in the past 6 months.
Please click on this survey link and share this survey with anyone you know who may qualify. I need all of the help and participants that I can get! Thank you all
Https://redcap.link/a_short_trip
I am a Doctoral student at UAB needing participants for my dissertation study on experiences while on DMT and 5-MeO-DMT, specifically while VAPING them in the past 6 months.
Please click on this survey link and share this survey with anyone you know who may qualify. I need all of the help and participants that I can get! Thank you all
Https://redcap.link/a_short_trip
#9
Introductions/Newbies / Introduction- HELLO!
Last post by Cynthia - September 05, 2023, 01:25:13 PMHello all,
My name is Cynthia. I am a graduate student working in the field of psychology, addiction, psychedelics, and general adult mental health.
I am primarily here looking for people to help out with my doctoral dissertation (trying to graduate on time, LOL). I am researching experiences after use of DMT, 5-MeO-DMT, and psilocybin in the past 6 months. I will post my study in the research forum but please give me a shout if you have any questions. Just trying to contribute to the current literature and psychedelic world as best as I can
No judgement with the study, no negative agenda, just looking to document experiences.... and overall here to just ask for help.
Thank you for allowing me to be here.
My name is Cynthia. I am a graduate student working in the field of psychology, addiction, psychedelics, and general adult mental health.
I am primarily here looking for people to help out with my doctoral dissertation (trying to graduate on time, LOL). I am researching experiences after use of DMT, 5-MeO-DMT, and psilocybin in the past 6 months. I will post my study in the research forum but please give me a shout if you have any questions. Just trying to contribute to the current literature and psychedelic world as best as I can
No judgement with the study, no negative agenda, just looking to document experiences.... and overall here to just ask for help.
Thank you for allowing me to be here.
#10
5-MeO-DMT Experiences and Testimonials / My Very First 5 Experience, 5 ...
Last post by Rising Spirit - August 22, 2023, 10:02:45 AMThe very first time that I smoked 5-MeO-DMT was just over five years ago. Within seconds... I experienced falling forwards into an immense void. My capacity for any subjective perception dissolved into the sheerest emptiness imaginable. Just moments before all differentiations whited-out, I was certain that I had killed myself. Then all strata of reality became a silent, insubstantial vacuum of sorts, absorbing and erasing any iota of separation.
Were there a self witnessing the dissolution, it might have been rather terrifying but all distinction betwixt the inside and the outside had vanished. All there was, as I later recalled, was this boundaryless, directionless, no-thingness. It wasn't all inky blackness nor a blinding luminosity. It was totally unknown and unknowable, ineffible yet all-pervasive. This zero point is impossible to describe, naturally, as it is wholly nondual. Yet, being a monkey... I must chatter all about what cannot even be feasibly spoken of, nor ever put into language. Lol. 🐒
I can't say how long this was an endlessly, beginningless, looping continuum... as I was technically not even there. Perhaps there is an absolute wealth of unborn potentiation, silently gestating within it's limitless formlessness? That said and upon further remembrance, after what seemed an infinite degree of silence, a vibration began to be felt. An oscillation ignited this epic cross friction. An urge to exist, to be, to experience conscious-awareness incrementally seeded itself as a dawning realization of a dichotomy, a dynamic of self orientation re-crystallized.
The vibration increased until is was distinctly audible. But to whom? The indivisibility of the nondual field began to divide and be divided into individualized cognition and a knowledge of existing. That which perceives, became aware of that which is perceived. The unborn was born anew and a powerful desire to exist began to pulse with increased urgency. The "I" that had dissolved so quickly, re-coalesced into some kind of ancient, yet infantile urge to become. To be rebirthed into duality.
But why? I don't suppose anyone will ever know. Then there was suddenly a blinding white light exploding from everywhere and from no where. "Let there be Light!". Said luminosity manifested some kind of mirrored interplay between the Light itself and the witness to the effulgence. The auditory vibration pulsed in sync with the rest of the boudaryless light field. It hummed and crackled, echoing this roaring force, emanating from some unfathomable quietude.
The newly reborn composite, I/me/myself, that became an individuated vortexial fulcrum, began tearing up. I had been reborn, separate from the Oneness but deeply in love with the divinity of the whole. Ego-self wept from the pain of the separation but delighted in the sincere worship of the Godhead. I suspect that I was in such pure ecstasy for some good measure of time!
I seemed to recall desiring to become. Longing to love and be loved in return. I was both the subject and the object, entwined in some cosmic, mysterious dance. An understanding of my need to become sentient, bloomed from deeply inside of a mortal heart. I had remembered now just why I had chosen to be born. An immense need to create dimensionality resided within the universal pulse which was echoed in the beating of a human heart. With every heartbeat, a dreaming self declared it's existential being. I am. I exist. But do I really? How can one be both, the Source and the reflection?
A sudden remembrance popped up within the fabric of my mind, of having always being at the epicenter of all paradigms all at once and also, of being every little particle and photon riding the waves further away from the unbroken Omniscience... thus, manifesting an eternity in the making. Gratitude replaced the blissfulness of indivisibility and a tremendous feeling of wanting to do good service to all other dreaming selves. I thank you all for arriving here, now. Together we must heal ourselves and each other. If love is the buzz and I believe that it surely is... I emphatically love you all and fiercely so! Aho, Namaste and Namaskar.
🙏💜👁�💜🙏
Were there a self witnessing the dissolution, it might have been rather terrifying but all distinction betwixt the inside and the outside had vanished. All there was, as I later recalled, was this boundaryless, directionless, no-thingness. It wasn't all inky blackness nor a blinding luminosity. It was totally unknown and unknowable, ineffible yet all-pervasive. This zero point is impossible to describe, naturally, as it is wholly nondual. Yet, being a monkey... I must chatter all about what cannot even be feasibly spoken of, nor ever put into language. Lol. 🐒
I can't say how long this was an endlessly, beginningless, looping continuum... as I was technically not even there. Perhaps there is an absolute wealth of unborn potentiation, silently gestating within it's limitless formlessness? That said and upon further remembrance, after what seemed an infinite degree of silence, a vibration began to be felt. An oscillation ignited this epic cross friction. An urge to exist, to be, to experience conscious-awareness incrementally seeded itself as a dawning realization of a dichotomy, a dynamic of self orientation re-crystallized.
The vibration increased until is was distinctly audible. But to whom? The indivisibility of the nondual field began to divide and be divided into individualized cognition and a knowledge of existing. That which perceives, became aware of that which is perceived. The unborn was born anew and a powerful desire to exist began to pulse with increased urgency. The "I" that had dissolved so quickly, re-coalesced into some kind of ancient, yet infantile urge to become. To be rebirthed into duality.
But why? I don't suppose anyone will ever know. Then there was suddenly a blinding white light exploding from everywhere and from no where. "Let there be Light!". Said luminosity manifested some kind of mirrored interplay between the Light itself and the witness to the effulgence. The auditory vibration pulsed in sync with the rest of the boudaryless light field. It hummed and crackled, echoing this roaring force, emanating from some unfathomable quietude.
The newly reborn composite, I/me/myself, that became an individuated vortexial fulcrum, began tearing up. I had been reborn, separate from the Oneness but deeply in love with the divinity of the whole. Ego-self wept from the pain of the separation but delighted in the sincere worship of the Godhead. I suspect that I was in such pure ecstasy for some good measure of time!
I seemed to recall desiring to become. Longing to love and be loved in return. I was both the subject and the object, entwined in some cosmic, mysterious dance. An understanding of my need to become sentient, bloomed from deeply inside of a mortal heart. I had remembered now just why I had chosen to be born. An immense need to create dimensionality resided within the universal pulse which was echoed in the beating of a human heart. With every heartbeat, a dreaming self declared it's existential being. I am. I exist. But do I really? How can one be both, the Source and the reflection?
A sudden remembrance popped up within the fabric of my mind, of having always being at the epicenter of all paradigms all at once and also, of being every little particle and photon riding the waves further away from the unbroken Omniscience... thus, manifesting an eternity in the making. Gratitude replaced the blissfulness of indivisibility and a tremendous feeling of wanting to do good service to all other dreaming selves. I thank you all for arriving here, now. Together we must heal ourselves and each other. If love is the buzz and I believe that it surely is... I emphatically love you all and fiercely so! Aho, Namaste and Namaskar.
🙏💜👁�💜🙏