A Blessing For You:

 May every mistake and defeat that you meet,
Turn out to be a beautiful blessing in disguise.
May your wayward path,
and wrong turns,
turn out to be,
the direction precisely needed,
for your wandering feet.

5-Level Mapping of Psychedelic Experiences:

 Level 1
This level produces a mild 'stoning' effect, with some visual enhancement (i.e. brighter colours etc.). Some short term memory anomalies. Left/right brain communication changes causing music to sound 'wider'. Can be achieved with regular doses of cannabis and MDMA and with low doses of psilocybin mushrooms.

Level 2
Bright colours and visuals (i.e. things start to move and breathe). Some 2-dimensional patterns become apparent upon shutting eyes. Confused or reminiscent thoughts. Change of short term memory leads to continual distractive thought patterns. Vast increase in abstract thought becomes apparent as the natural brain filter is bypassed. Can be achieved with high doses of cannabis, low to moderate doses of psilocybin mushrooms, moderate doses of mescaline cacti, and normal doses of MDA.

Level 3
Very obvious visuals, everything looking curved and/or warped patterns and kaleidoscopes seen on walls, faces etc. Some mild hallucinations such as rivers flowing in wood grain or 'mother of pearl' surfaces. Closed-eye hallucinations become 3-dimensional. There is some confusing of the senses (synesthesia). Time distortions and 'moments of eternity'. Movement at times becomes extremely difficult (too much effort required). Can be achieved with normal doses of LSD, psilocybin mushrooms, and normal to high doses of mescaline cacti.

Level 4
Strong hallucinations, i.e. objects morphing into other objects. Destruction or multiple splitting of the ego. Things start talking to you or you find that you are feeling contradictory things simultaneously. Some loss of reality. Time becomes meaningless. Out-of-body experiences and ESP type phenomena. Blending of the senses. Can be achieved with moderate to high doses of LSD, high doses of psilocybin mushrooms, and very high doses of mescaline cacti.

Level 5
Total loss of visual connection with reality. The senses cease to function in the normal way. Total loss of ego. Merging with space, other objects or the universe. The loss of reality becomes so severe that it defies explanation. The earlier levels are relatively easy to explain in terms of measureable changes in perception and thought patterns. This level is different in that the actual universe within which things are normally perceived, ceases to exist. Can be achieved with very high doses of LSD (1,000+ microgram), extremely high doses of psilocybin mushrooms (10+ dried grams), and normal doses of DMT.

The Philosopher's Razors:

• Occam's razor: Simpler explanations are more likely to be correct; avoid unnecessary or improbable assumptions.
• Hanlon's razor: Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.^[4]
• Hitchens's razor: "What can be asserted without evidence can be dismissed without evidence."
• Hume's guillotine: What ought to be cannot be deduced from what is. "If the cause, assigned for any effect, be not sufficient to produce it, we must either reject that cause, or add to it such qualities as will give it a just proportion to the effect."^[5][6]
• Newton's flaming laser sword: If something cannot be settled by experiment or observation, then it is not worthy of debate.^[7]
• Sagan standard: Extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence.
• Popper's falsifiability principle: For a theory to be considered scientific, it must be falsifiable.^[8]
• Grice's razor: As a principle of parsimony, conversational implications are to be preferred over semantic context for linguistic explanations.

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KNOW THYSELF (Occam's Razor & The Law of Parsimony)

Bullshitters bulldozing reality,
Fooled by their own:
hopes, fears, and fantasies.
Enclosed in their bedchambers,
Shouting into echo chambers,
Claiming,
THEY,
are the true saviors.

Who are you going to lead,
when you can't even live your own life with clarity?

Searching for only those who will reinforce their lies,
unbeknownst to both,
it is the path of fiery demise.

So many afraid,
easily fooled.
So many betrayed,
and easily swayed.

They claim "AWAKENING"
But they are still asleep.
From their ruffled slumber they exclaim,
"MULTIDIMENSIONAL!!"
but don't understand the premises upon which they speak.
Using "spirituality" as a substitute for the
sex, food, love, and attention
that they actually seek.

"KNOW THYSELF!"

but they don't want to see:
Innocence complex,
-coupling and undulating with-
Grandiose delusions.
anything is better than to see the truth of it,

It hurts,
it burns,
but they forget..

That fire cleanses,
and
Pressure cleans.
Melt the absurd.
And set yourself free.

This is not a call to eradicate intuition,
but if you don't know what's real,
how can you really use it?

False identification with archetypes
Miss-taking symbols,
Missing the meaning,
because they think
THEY ARE IT.

Use your mind,
Know the rational.
Discard your mind,
Feel into the visceral.
Dissolve your enslavement to both,
Let your spirit then rise.

Just as no tool is better than any other,
until juxtaposed to the job at hand.
So too are your:
Intellect,
Intuition,
Feeling,
and Instinctual glands. 

1/8/14

 

Late night clarity

It is almost laughable in retrospect.

 It happened slowly and subtly,
like most changes,
but then upon reflection
it seems it happened all at once.
I was duped!
Played myself a fool.
I had spilt blood into so many songs and literary ramblings proclaiming:
 I "wouldn't buy in"
that I wouldn't chase the shallow illusions of our era.
I haven't,
but instead of pursuing what was in alignment with my soul,
I froze.
An existential paralysis which incubated my uncertainty to the point that I questioned all the wrong things,
and in that questioning,
I folded.
I faltered and gave up.
I "bought in"
and began making my life's plans by what I "ought" to do;
planning based on what was expected
and would be "respected"
Who was I kidding?!
I have never been respectable,
I have never been one to follow any path.
This life is mine
and I'm going to blaze my path in harmony with my souls deepest yearnings.
No longer shall I contemplate the dead-end anxiety ridden maze of "what ifs" and "oughts".

Clarity! Oh sweet clarity!
My love for you is nothing compared to the solace you give unto me.
My entire body boils with a renewed energy.
Thank you for the suffering,
for the seemingly endless drudgery,
through the deepest depths of despair.
For now I've returned,
and the taste is sweet,
the taste of sweet,
fearless,
Air.

1/6/2014

I'm not wasting time; I'm biding it.
Taking this time between exhale and inhale,
to be.
To NOT need.
It takes patience,
it allows serenity,
and soon enough I'll be unable to bide any longer.
Air shall rush into my lungs and fill my veins at the rate of a freight train.
In that moment it will all make sense:
the previous emptiness, the paralysis, the longing...
All of it, once clenched like a cocked fist;
Shall be released.
In that moment all despair, all numbness, all fear...
ALL OF IT
shall be transmuted for the fuel for freedom.
For the will to power, to freedom.
For whatever endeavor my reasoning and intuition comes into agreement to pursue.