artist:LUKE BROWN
I consumed another new drug called a DMT. The cherub with it's flaming sword left it's gaurd at the tree of life and all of creation was conusmed and appeared infinite and holy. This substance seemed to put me in touch with a realm that is apparently inhabited by disincarnate entities of an intelligent nature.
The 'place' where this exchange takes place is difficult to explain. I would say that is involves a revolutionary re-understanding of reality. Like when a fish climbs out of the water.
Here's an interesting related article:
Machine Elves (also known as fractal elves and self transforming machine elves) is a term coined by the writer and philosopher Terence McKenna to describe the entities that he claims one becomes aware of after having taken tryptamine based psychedelic drugs, especially DMT. According to McKenna, their constant dance creates the reality as we perceive it. By following their dance, one can stay in contact with the Logos, a subconscious world of spiritual and other information. A close similarity is the Hindu Dance of Shiva.
Many people and experience reports have claimed to have encountered such entities, and have described them as abstract beings existing in the universe created from human and animal mental space. The term "DMT Space" has also been used.
There are numerous references of such encounters that could be found in many cultures ranging from shamanic traditions of Native Americans to Indigenous Australians, to African tribes, to the modern day "Urban Shamanism" like Santeria and Vodoun and the "new breed." This is something that Timothy Leary used to describe the rising generation of urban shamans, who would, he claimed, augment the spiritual awareness of the modern world.
This concept may be related to a tendency for the brain to imagine living entities during certain altered states. The best example of this is the extremely common feeling of a living presence during sleep paralysis (which has been theorized as the origin of the succubus, as well as a common theme in many alien abduction stories). Another example would be the widespread experience of a "Salvia Goddess" encountered by users of Salvia Divinorum. However, Terence McKenna and Rick Strassman have both asserted the sense of reality of the experience is distinct from ordinary hallucinatory experiences, leading both researchers to speculate that perhaps the physics of many worlds is involved.
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ahhh, dimethyl tryptamine. it comes from the ayahuasca vine in deepest Brazil. They say you use it and it starts with vomitting, and then look out. don't panic or you'll be doomed.
What happened to the ixnay on the ugdray idea?
uhhh, why did it now get changed to a BLT?
Lol, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, i just thought it was funny and couldn't resist (jokes are irresistable sometimes).
But...
Some time ago we agreed that we wouldn't post about drugs/drug use, but if no one cares (does anyone care?), I guess fill your boots.
I'll change it back.
I consumed another new sandwhich called a BLT...
It doesn't matter. You can remove this if you like. You dudes read it and we can talk about it all later when I see you in person. Im returning to Canada soon. And still have committed no crime. I respect the law. The experience I had was interesting though.
why would subjects like civillian deaths in war be allowed, but not personal drug use???
because Andrew didn't kill anyone himself. (that we know of)
And if my aunty comes to look at the site she wont think "his friends are all dead Iraqi civilians", she'll think "his friends are all druggies".
paranoia- self destroya!
Nice, metallica right?
Although, I would hardly call apprehension towards being associated with drug use as paranoia.
Especially when so many people are trying to get me! (hehe)
All the coffee drinking, alcohole swiggers come to the site and say "oh, their a bunch of druggies." too much. shut-up detractors.
Lol, we can tell who wrote that one, non?
My aunt doesn't drink coffee or alchohol, nor does she detract from anything, so mind your p's n q's.
What year is this?
REVOLUTION
TRP: From your findings, do you believe it's safe to continue research with DMT in a clinical or therapeutic setting? What do you see as potential dangers, if any?
RS: Safety has to be taken in the context of risk versus benefit. If a procedure is incredibly dangerous, but the potential utility is great for a condition with no other treatment, the risks might be justifiable. If a procedure is high risk, and the condition is mild, or there are other lower-risk and effective ways of dealing with it, it isn't ethical to expose the person to the high-risk procedure. If the procedure is low risk, then most conditions would be amenable for its use.
I think DMT is a high-risk procedure, especially the higher doses, at which its unique properties are manifest. Blood pressure effects are intense. People get scared. Some were traumatized. The effects are incredibly weird. And our volunteers were generally stout, experienced psychedelic veterans. How much more risky would it be giving DMT to psychedelically naive individuals, especially those with medical or psychiatric problems? How much information could you provide them to feel they were actually giving "informed" consent?
There are a range of potential dangers with DMT and other psychedelics. This range is from subtle to gross. The gross dangers are obvious: bad trips, flashbacks, post-trip anxiety, depression, confusion. The more subtle ones have to do with a false sense of understanding, or wisdom, that can occur when psychedelic experiences aren't carefully examined from multiple perspectives. They can feed delusion, separateness, and illusory resolution of conflicts. This is a certain false piousness that is quite insidious and difficult to confront.
People assume that high dose psychedelic experiences, due to some overlapping features with the near-death experience, and mystical experience, can be helpful. For example, if DMT offers a glimpse of the intermediate state between life and death, maybe it could provide a dry run for those afraid of dying, or for those who believe such an experience might prove beneficial later on. However, what if we're wrong on that count? What if the DMT state and death have nothing to do with each other? What if we are expecting death to be a certain way, and then, because of our assumptions, are absolutely shocked and confused when it's nothing like a DMT trip? Also, in the case of dying, what if someone has a bad trip, with very little time to repair the damage? What if they die in a worsened psychological or spiritual state, with them and their family cursing you?
In terms of the mystical experience, again, what if we're wrong? What if, when undergoing a non-drug elicited mystical experience, we later compare it to a drug-induced state? Was it a flashback? Was it real? The certainty that otherwise would be ours might be subjected to doubts that otherwise would never have arisen. On a more subtle level, there is the "stealing" aspect of taking psychedelics, a reinforced, and reinforcing, sense of cynicism that we don't have "something," and that "taking" a drug will provide that something. We are feeding from the spiritual realms, what should be sought after in the other ones, such as physical, psychological, or emotional.
Maybe someone is lonely, and takes psychedelics to establish relationships with non-material beings or entities, or to experience an overwhelming sense of oneness or wholeness. It would make more sense, and be healthier, to have friends, or belong to a social group. Maybe someone is depressed, and takes psychedelics to experience euphoria. It might be more helpful to look at the relationships in their life, with people and ideals, that are dissatisfying. Otherwise, we could be using up capital from the wrong accounts.
There are the more wide-ranging dangers that involve issues of interdependence, or ecology, that involve our relationships with lower animals, particularly when it comes to biomedical research, and the development of new compounds. Look at the way data are derived from the basic, or animal, research. Animals are often given high doses of radioactive psychedelics, and then killed; they are decapitated, brains quickly removed and processed, then sliced and photographs taken to see where the drugs went. Or, the brains are removed before the drugs are given and a brain slurry is made to which radioactive drugs are added. Sometimes non-radioactive psychedelics are given, and other radioactive drugs are given to displace or otherwise affect the binding of the non-radioactive drugs. Other studies employ electrodes placed into a living animal's brain (or a barely living slice of brain kept in a solution of blood-like liquid) and psychedelics are given to see what the effects are on the electrical activity of particular nerve cells in the brain or slice. At a certain point, I had to decide to not involve our group in PET scan studies that would have involved injections of radioactivity while they were tripping.
Many of those engaged in this type of research are otherwise kind, gentle, and thoughtful people. However, there is a certain friction between what they are doing and what they wish to be the results of their work. This tension affects all those involved with psychedelics, both those who give them and take them in this model.
There also are dangers in giving psychedelics. I don't think psychiatrists or psychologists generally are very good choices for those who give psychedelics. They often have neither the experience, sensitivity, nor training to support, contain, direct, and interpret many of the more unusual experiences that come up on high doses of psychedelics. Also, and this was something I had a very difficult time facing up to, even after years of therapy, analysis, and meditation, there are less than noble motivations driving the desire to give drugs. Unexamined sadistic, narcissistic, sexual, controlling, manipulative, needy impulses are readily activated when you give such powerful, debilitating, and dependency-producing drugs. I remember how we all laughed when one volunteer, a millionaire businessman, opened his eyes after his high dose of DMT and said, "This would be a great time to ask for a big donation."
Our research was subject to an incredible amount of checks and balances. I never gave high doses of DMT without a nurse or other assistant in the room. How much more prone to abuses are those who give drugs without peer review, regulatory boards, administrative oversight, and other moderating influences? There are also dangers in relying upon psychedelic research data. In the research environment, you always want something from someone: data. And, wanting something from someone in the research environment affects the psychedelic experience in negative ways. For example, if you don't get data when you expect it, you get greedy, angry, frustrated. You try harder to draw that blood sample, look at that dilated pupil, complete that rating scale. While I know this sounds a little naively idealistic or overdone, it is not trivial if you're a highly stoned research volunteer relating to a research team you want and need to place your well-being above all other considerations.
Perhaps psychotherapy research might avoid some of these problems. And, the potential benefit of a new treatment for an untreatable condition might justify the stress put on volunteers. However, the quality of your data changes when you want things, and those data are then suspect when applied to a non-research setting. For example, the resentment and paranoia that might occur in a psychedelic psychotherapy research volunteer who can't, or won't, agree to a research intervention might have little to do with how a psychedelic psychotherapy patient might respond to the same drug at the same dose in an office setting, where no such expectations are in effect.
What is a BLT other then a delicious sandwich?
Does your aunt eat sugar, the most evil and legal drug of them all.
No. She doesn't even watch television.
Why has everyone returned to Anonymity?
I don't want my aunt to know who I am. She just sits in her germ free plastic bubble all day drinking natural spring water, eating cabbage that died from natural causes, sunflower seeds, and surfing the blogosphere for family members to incriminate.
(hehe, not really)
You should try exchanging her sunflower seeds for morning glory seeds and see what happens.
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