One time, while meditating, I was shown a breathtaking vision - a thin black curtain with millions of tiny pinholes, separating us from the all-encompassing, loving white light that represents our collective essence. On the other side of the curtain, I saw countless tiny light beams, symbolizing individuality and separateness. The vision revealed that when one light beam grows brighter, it illuminates those around it, creating a wave of light. This profound experience moved me to tears, and I was left with no words to describe its vividness and impact.
Also William James' "The Varieties of Religious Experience", Henri Bergson of "Creative Evolution" fame, Irish poet AE (George Russell), Wordsworth and Blake.
I have been wondering lately if it could be discovered that gemstones are compactes and crystallized remains of creatures that livesd a divinely inspired lifestyle of some sort..say they vibrated much higher than the level of expectation. That would be a nice poetic gesture that makes you get a twinkle of a feeling, inside, that Gaia is concious..or that there is some kind of spiritual magnetism of like-to-like somewhere among dualistic polar pairs that seem to bypass the psychic/matter boundary). I found a couple Emeralds near some fossils and the emeralds are shaped ridiculously similar to a lizard shaped skull. Then I started to sit and nest on that idea of gemstones being a product of physical decomposition and whether it assigns a higher level of favoring to a sort of natural quality remembrance.
One must wonder if Socrates description of the ideal world and the foundation of his idealism as being of a brighter more luminous nature and his imagined description of the ideal world as of a brighter more perfect nature wasn't influenced and the product of his being an inciate in the Elusinisn Mysteries and a possible psychedelic experience.
why would you put a mirror in a dark room with a cloth over it? The mind is just a mirror connected to thoughts and judgement , He talked about horrible phantasms . That is so dualistic ! Phenomena is phenomena it has no meaning , horrible visions is a judgement based on experience and imagination. it’s just a judgement empty imagination saying something is disturbing is just looking at the reflection of the moon on a pond and saying “hey that is real!”
Ive always been fascinated by that. If you are comfortable with taking acid when you are on deaths door, then what could you possibly be afraid of? We need people like him today.
One time, while meditating, I was shown a breathtaking vision - a thin black curtain with millions of tiny pinholes, separating us from the all-encompassing, loving white light that represents our collective essence. On the other side of the curtain, I saw countless tiny light beams, symbolizing individuality and separateness. The vision revealed that when one light beam grows brighter, it illuminates those around it, creating a wave of light. This profound experience moved me to tears, and I was left with no words to describe its vividness and impact.
Who was showing whom? There is no I! It is an illusion of itself. Nothing has a self. In fact, nothing has no self.
One of the most beautiful, wholesome and intelligible thing I have ever heard.
The Doors of Perception are Closed, except to the Eyes of Understanding...
References John C Lilly, author of "The Centre of the Cyclone" which describes the visions JCL experienced in a state of sensory deprivation.
Also William James' "The Varieties of Religious Experience", Henri Bergson of "Creative Evolution" fame, Irish poet AE (George Russell), Wordsworth and Blake.
The dolphin rape is “strange” to put it mildly
I never realised how dualistic Huxley had become.
Extraordinary
The medicine man would store the mushrooms in the honey.
“diamonds are forever!” It’s simple we crave the permanent. In an in permanent world. Gold doesn’t rust.
One must imagine Sartre happy
All about "LIGHT" !!!
I have been wondering lately if it could be discovered that gemstones are compactes and crystallized remains of creatures that livesd a divinely inspired lifestyle of some sort..say they vibrated much higher than the level of expectation. That would be a nice poetic gesture that makes you get a twinkle of a feeling, inside, that Gaia is concious..or that there is some kind of spiritual magnetism of like-to-like somewhere among dualistic polar pairs that seem to bypass the psychic/matter boundary). I found a couple Emeralds near some fossils and the emeralds are shaped ridiculously similar to a lizard shaped skull. Then I started to sit and nest on that idea of gemstones being a product of physical decomposition and whether it assigns a higher level of favoring to a sort of natural quality remembrance.
One must wonder if Socrates description of the ideal world and the foundation of his idealism as being of a brighter more luminous nature and his imagined description of the ideal world as of a brighter more perfect nature wasn't influenced and the product of his being an inciate in the Elusinisn Mysteries and a possible psychedelic experience.
The subconscious mind boasts 30000 times more powerful than the conscious mind.
Master the inner world and cast spontaneously the outer world.
Does anyone know where Santayana talks about the value of precious stones? I've been searching to no avail.
If only people had paid more care to his philosophy. His basically his predictions. It’s seems so obvious.
Wut
They weren't predictions.
why would you put a mirror in a dark room with a cloth over it?
The mind is just a mirror connected to thoughts and judgement ,
He talked about horrible phantasms .
That is so dualistic !
Phenomena is phenomena it has no meaning , horrible visions is a judgement based on experience and imagination. it’s just a judgement empty imagination saying something is disturbing is just looking at the reflection of the moon on a pond and saying “hey that is real!”
Machine elves
Made of language
Taking LSD on your deathbed…
Ive always been fascinated by that. If you are comfortable with taking acid when you are on deaths door, then what could you possibly be afraid of? We need people like him today.
grasping at the illusion of permanence. basically, nothing means anything. It is just phenomena! objectified by calling it mine.