Welcome to the Shroomery Message Board! You are experiencing a small sample of what the site has to offer. Please login or register to post messages and view our exclusive members-only content. You'll gain access to additional forums, file attachments, board customizations, encrypted private messages, and much more!
i thought about this after my first full-blown salvia experience.
Reality: reality is both conscious and unconscious. the mind exists as a whole combination of both conscious and un-conscious. the mind is the only reality.
the unconscious state: when the mind enters a full unconscious state, images and visions seen in dreams can be seen and realized through the conscious. any thoughts, moods, feelings and expressions can be described and/or seen as a physical object (something that cannot be done in normal reality). the reason why sleep (normal unconsious state) is unable to acquire such visions is because conscious still exists while in sleep. the mind can only see and remember the visions when entered unconscious without conscious. when entered unconscious without conscious, 6th sense slowly builds up, and the mind is expanded. also, when entered, what actually happens is conscious crosses paths with unconscious (which explains why i kept yelling "get it off me!" during the end of my trip). the conscious your normally used to in normal life becomes complete unconscious and vise versa with unconscious.
moods and feelings felt in the normal reality can also be seen as physical object, colors, and or/visions. when awakening from normal sleep if you ever have a mood, feeling or a thought you cannot define or explain. it is the normal form of an unconscious idea.
why i kept yelling "get it off me!" during the end of my trip). _________________________________________________
I have seen this more than once among my friends. Very interesting. In many of my experiences on Salvia though, I am trying to catch up to whatever/whoever is happening. I am chasing them. Or laughing at them. Yet I cannot tell what is so funny.
The rest of your post is hard to follow. I will keep working on it. I think I am agreeing with some of it.
-------------------- "Don't believe everything you think". -Anom.
" All that lives was born to die"-Anom.
With much wisdom comes much sorrow,
The more knowledge, the more grief.
Ecclesiastes circa 350 BC
-------------------- A plethora of music aspirations control my temptations of future revelations beyond "now". The percussion, and the heart beat of my love and devotion. The rhythm goes beyond, prying into the third eye, releasing the creativity held so far inside. The melodicies, through the out of tune pianos and broken classical guitars...there lies a beauty. A beauty as prevelent as the fire inside. To release these energies is pure ecstacy, to deveop these gifts is sacred. The vocality, so pure as can be, shying away from herself, lies within me. For the underlying serenitity, this is what I live for. I plea for harmony, and nothing more. Music equals love. Creation of love leads to the procreativity of the World, and it's spirals and puddles prevailing.