I am totally blown away by what you just described, as I write this my friend and I are currently reading the "Tibetan book of the dead" you referenced. Due to just having my mind blown, I will respond to what you said bit by bit.
dropthemillstone wrote:Thanks for posting this report. I have been uncomfortable with conventional religions since I was quite young and have often wondered what the spice experience would be like for someone steeped in a little more dogma.
I guess the most shocking thing to me at first was, rather than seeing an old man with a white beard, I saw a woman, and the feeling is that she was nature manifesting as a very nurturing feeling inside of me, the divine feminine if you will.
As if, whenever you feel kind and loving toward another, and that comes from an instinctual desire to uplift and inspire others,
you are mother nature reaching out and touching people in this way. You, and yet, infinitely greater than you.
dropthemillstone wrote:..which most lay people usually pass up because they are too afraid to go, or because their grieving loved ones keep them preoccupied with the physical plane.
This describes the motivation to be (or one of the main reasons why people become Mormon) to a tee. The ultimate goal of obedience to the laws and commandments of God is perfection, which is essentially having your physical form [The physical body at its peak (Early twenties most say: I've heard this taught many times)] perfected and glorified to be like God. "Equal partakers of his Glory"
By far the most difficult thing for me to reconcile was the fact that (In being honest with what I know and what I don't) I had to give up the belief that I would still have family ties after I die. Not that this will not happen, but that I had so firmly believed it for so long it felt like I was dying.
in a sense this was true, my ego --at least a little part of it-- died when I accepted that there could quite possibly be just empty space after I die.
This was the conclusion I came too when I was honest with myself completely.
Coming to this realization is what ultimately led me to Eckhart Tolle, then later The spice. If there is just empty space after my physical form perishes --Which is the literal dichotomy to having a perfected and/or resurrected physical body--
(perfected form: matter solidified vs. no-thing: empty space)
What could I learn from this space? after all I spend two years completely and totally engrossed in the idea form was the answer. This led me here.
dropthemillstone wrote: Your experience sounds so much like that. Of course, you did not see the Tibetan Yama with the head of a buffalo and a bunch of arms because you had not downloaded that cultural software - but the experience is so similar. Archetypal destruction of illusion!
This is very fascinating because the first time I went to hyperspace I saw arms everywhere, coming out of the bed, pulling my head this way and that, teasing me almost. But most shockingly, I saw a face materialize as the spice's potency was coming to an end.
Now this is weird. Once I saw this face I was a little shocked. later I saw EXACTLY what the face was. It is here:
https://www.dmt-nexus.me/art/ The face of the woman is 100% what I saw. I can't remember seeing blue, but I did see yellow eyes and the facial expression is spot on. I had never seen this page prior to looking at the art section which was 2 weeks after my first trip. coincidence? my mind says: "yes" haha but my consciousness is open to the possibility lol.
Now as I saw this face I mimicked it's stare, tipping my head down slightly and staring with an almost wide eyed intense expression of utter focus but startling awareness, almost like an animal ready to pounce.
Now, AS I DID THIS, the fractals began to re-emerge from the space that was leaving due to the spice wearing off. I could go back temporarily by mimicking this gaze!
Now, whenever I feel that thoughts are taking my focus off of the moment --after checking to see if there are others nearby who would freak out by seeing someone with such a serious look on their face lol-- I can access this state and accept what is (no matter how badly my mind labels it: for example it being 117 degrees farenheit outside today lol) very quickly. Crazy man!
dropthemillstone wrote:Usually, if you meet Yama, you will be destroyed over and over again in a violent manner as you describe. But, even within the dogmatic scripture of this book, they say that Yama is an hallucination - that you can make him disappear and thus end your pain. If you do not, you endure the dismemberment as long as you can stand and then move on - completely unscathed. You survive the worst nightmare of your own making as it were. Cleansed.
Wow, just wow. Thank you for writing this. In the midst of the suffering I remember saying "Thank you." many times. Gratitude was the only thing I could do to end the pain, it felt like. To truly feel grateful no matter what happened.
Also, I really just can't put into words what the pain felt like, it was like.. a Saw movie, but I was in every single scenario multiplied over and over. Barbed wire, knives, everything sharp, cutting, slicing... Yeah, no fun. I kept saying "thank you."
The instant the pain stopped, I remember standing up looking down at my hand and seeing it on fire, but this was not burning, it was the fire of enlightenment. I have not been the same since.
dropthemillstone wrote: Outstanding. Thank you so much for sharing it. LOVE GIVES LIFE WITHIN.
No, thank you! It feels as if I have known you before, or maybe it's me talking to myself. At any rate, I look forward to communications we may, or may not have in the coming moments. Thank you, I feel incredibly lucky to have read what you wrote (:
Whenever you are immersed in compulsive thinking. You don't want to be where you are. Here, Now.
-Eckhart Tolle