Ravi Shankar passed away yesterday.
http://www.ravishankar.org/Once not too long ago in the overall scheme of things, I took a decent dose of LSD and smoked DMT at the peak. Well, almost needless to say, I was utterly convinced I was DEAD.
Friendly entities gave me a tour of this bizarre cityscape made up of about 100 billion+ spacious, friendly looking cubicles. Many of them inhabited. Inhabited by anthropomorphic entities who were chilling and socializing and SO happy. There were bowls brimming with food everywhere. No one had to work for resources. No conflicts were apparent. This was the only time I ever saw children in Hyperspace. There were children here happy with families. I was invited in no uncertain terms to join this gorgeous Necropolis. To either move in with any of the folks I had met or to take up residence in an empty unit.
Soon thereafter that trip ended. I have always thought of what I saw as Soul Boxes.
I certainly hope that dear Ravi Shankar, who did in fact, have a long rich life, in which he witnessed incredible change and affected many lives, I hope that he is in Hyperspace right now, maybe in a scape like what I saw - my husband, Nemo Amicus, said it reminded him of the Ancient Egyptian afterlife . . . . I hope Ravi is there right now having a great jam with all the other masters who have passed his way.
Sorry about the run-on sentence(s). I just wanted to share this news and my feelings with you all.
"But even if nothing lasts and everything is lost, there is still the intrinsic value of the moment. The present moment, ultimately, is more than enough, a gift of grace and unfathomable value, which our friend and lover death paints in stark relief."-Rick Doblin, Ph.D. MAPS President, MAPS Bulletin Vol. XX, No. 1, pg. 2Hyperspace LOVES YOU