I'd like to preface this post by apologizing for the length of it, and if you guys feel it should be moved to its own thread I don't mind. I just thought it all contributed to this thread's topic. This is what I was feeling this week. Just to make things clear though, before we get into the synchronous weirdness that is my story, while I present it as though I believe all of it wholeheartedly, I remain extremely skeptical of all of this. I am finding it harder and harder to remain skeptical each day, because more evidence just keeps piling up in favor of what I'm saying, and very little against it. Am I claiming to be a prophet? No, not by any means. I am simply sharing with you what I experienced, because I am completely baffled and dumbfounded by all of it. Please feel free to pick it to pieces, or contribute any evidence you may have noticed in favor of this. But without further ado, my week:
Aegle wrote:Double3
This is extremely fascinating as i have noticed that quite a few people around me have been experiencing erratic and chaotic bouts of anger. Strangely though there seems to be another effect of the planets influence as i have been incredibly grounded and peaceful, it seems i have found my happy cloud for now...
Much Peace and Happiness
Aegle, what you have said is even more fascinating. I'm glad somebody else noticed the grounding peacefulness. Myself, and two close friends of mine who live quite far away from me all experienced a very distinct, positive shift. As did a few other people that I know.
Myself and one other friend experienced the most dramatic positive shifts that I have seen so far. My friend's boyfriend of 2 years broke up with her, so she got in her car, swallowed a bottle of some sort of painkiller, drove to her ex-boyfriend's house and apparently smashed some stuff up. Got back in the car, driving, pills started to kick in, she starts swerving all over the road, and ends up pulling over, turning the car off, and sitting there waiting to die.
This is what she said happened next:
Quote:It was then I realized that my death would've meant nothing. That the world would keep spinning. That my love would move on. That everyone would move on. And this is how I would be remembered. I didn't like that. So I finally picked up my phone and my mom came and got me. I slept for a good 20 hours and was fine. I realized how selfish I truly am. How proud and spiteful. And scared. And how scared everyone is. And how proud and smug everyone is. And something in me switched. And I need to reach out to people. I need to wake up, and the world needs to wake up.
As for my "shift" (this is the only term I've been able to come up with that is neutral enough to explain both the positive and negative experiences that have been going on), I decided to take one of the largest pharmahuasca doses I've ever taken, just on a whim. This would mark the fourth time, following a series of three extremely intense pharmahuasca doses spread out over the last two months or so. The first one was basically a descent into the strangest thought loop I have ever experienced. It was so well defined, and kind of silly. And it would loop faster and faster until it reached a singularity, then it would start over again. In the other two trips after that first one, I heard some sort of alien tonal language just before leaving my body and this universe behind to become one with the collective consciousness temporarily. It was such a strange experience, each time that I got there, I suddenly remembered that I'd been there MANY times before, and that I and the rest of existence are indeed just bound up sections of this consciousness (or you could call it the Logos, or the godhead, the "information background", whatever. They're all describing the same thing). Eventually I would return to my body and shortly thereafter descend into the same sort of thought loops as from the first trip, just not nearly as intense and scarily overwhelming.
So I embarked on my fourth trip, which was 160 mgs DMT (in freebase, although it was converted to fumarates, so I suppose it would have been around 200 or so?) with 150 mgs THH, 150 mgs Harmine, and 5 mgs Harmaline. I started coming up forcefully only 15 minutes after I took the DMT capsule. Immediately laid down with the lights off, and started hearing that same tonal alien language, only this time it was far more modulatory and complex than it had been previously. It's worth mentioning that each time I heard it, it came from distinctly outside of my head, from all different directions. I had my eyes closed as this happened, and (this was something that hadn't happened previously) I suddenly realized that not only could I hear the sounds, but I could see them, too. I was already tripping very hard at this point (clearly, I was receiving alien transmissions...), so I don't exactly remember what it looked like, but it was definitely light and color. I think I remember it looking vaguely like Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights. And as the sound would start coming from a different side of my head, or it would move away from me and then get closer, I could see the visual representation of the language moving around in 3D space inside my head. So then the next thing I know I'm not in my body or bedroom anymore, I've transcended. But I could hear someone's voice speaking. I paid close attention to it, and although I couldn't understand what he was saying, I realized it was the voice of Terence McKenna. As soon as I realized who it was, all of that man's thoughts and understandings and the things he had supposedly learned from mushrooms and DMT came flooding into my consciousness. I suddenly understood that everything he had been saying was true, very specifically the Timewave Zero. I was made to understand (as in something outside of me was pumping information into me) that the timewave had not been McKenna's personal creation, but a gift bestowed on him by the Logos in his hyperspatial travels. Then some other things happened that were very important to me, but are mostly inconsequential to the story.
So I started coming down, and jumped up to go get on the computer and tell someone about what had just happened to me, about what I had just seen. This was hands down one of the most realist, mystical, visionary things that I have ever experienced. Probably at the top of the list, actually. As I was walking to the computer, I saw my consciousness literally expanded outside of my head; a golden/greenish glowing transparent field of light. So I start telling one of my friends who is online about everything that I'd seen (I believe at that point I was still referring to myself as "we" and "us", due to the collective consciousness temporarily sharing my body with me). It took me around three hours to type out the insane amount of information that had been stuffed into my head. She immediately shared her doubts with me about what had happened, her doubts about the legitimacy of my experience. Her opinion is one that I value greatly, so very quickly I wrote it all off as I had just taken way too much DMT, and that did funny things with my head, selecting certain memories (like the timewave) and magnifying them, making me believe I had received some kind of visionary message.
I woke up the next morning, this was December 5th, Monday, and just out of sheer curiosity I decided to look into this Timewave thing a little bit more. I understood the gist of it beforehand, but had originally just written it off as something neat a guy made up while he was tripping; so I made no effort to understand how it was constructed or its intricacies. So I hop on the internet, and the first thing I come across is a forum thread about how (if you are familiar with the cyclical, fractal nature of the timewave you'll know what I'm talking about) the end of the 67 year cycle, leading into the 380 day cycle that goes all the way up to December 2012, had just occurred on December 3rd. Meaning according to the Timewave, we should have reached an all time high for "novelty" in the universe. Suddenly my visions had so much more credence to them. I had had no idea that I was taking a massive dose of DMT on a day that was supposed to be charting unprecedented novelty. It seemed like it truly had been destined somehow.
But that would be very self-centered, obviously, to think that the "revolution" was starting with me. So I scoured the news trying to figure out what could have represented that. My first thought was the protests in Russia, that those would instantly blow up and everything would go crazy. But, considering dec. 3, 2011 was meant to resonate with aug. 6, 1945, two days of relatively small Russian protests didn't seem on par with the atomic bomb. So, to make what's already a pretty long story shorter, I checked what the dropping of the atom bomb resonated with, and sure enough it was the entry into the Bronze Age. So while I had been looking for some sort of cataclysmic event, I now understood that the event wasn't necessarily catastrophic in nature, but more about the harnessing of novel technologies. In 3500 BC it was metal, in 1945 it was nuclear energy. So the problem was, what is it this time?
And so, the best thing I have been able to come up with at this point, because no insanely newsworthy events have actually happened in the last week, is that this "shift" is it. We're harnessing the energy of collective consciousness. I see this as leading to the unifying of the human species, and eventually our unification with the rest of the universe/godhead.
That was the conclusion I came to a few days ago. So imagine my surprise when I log into the Nexus and see this thread, about other people experiencing the same shift that me and quite a few of the people I know did. So, yeah. That's what I've got to bring to the table. Haha. Make of it what you will, because I still have absolutely no idea what to make of any of it.
I am seriously making all of this stuff up. No, really.