Hey guys... I got really, totally blazed earlier and my mind kind of wandered off and wrote this. Normally I wouldn't try to record thoughts whilst stoned, but my mind has been crying out for me to do so. But since audio recording didn't work out too well, my mind put it off for a while, until I discovered writing (soundless recording) was the perfect way to record thoughts on weed, and my mind screamed out for me to record my thoughts...
Anyways, umm... I don't know what to think. Any offers?:
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Upon deciding to ingest weed this fine night, I had (or should I say, am still having) a very different experience. One that would haunt me to wherever I am right now as I write. Inside my head, comprehending the secrets and mystic realms of the inverse university that is perception, in real time. Looking out beyond the surreal boundaries, from beyond where the mirror lapses between knoweldge and understanding. Between the appreciation of the fine rainbows that lie byond our eyes, that dawn upon the quantum singularity, within a grid of reds and greens, amongst the shiny polyhedrons within the planes. Like white crystals, they stretch off as far as the visual limits are set, and as they are unset, they remove off from the side of the bounderies of perception, into sweet infinity that we're afraid of. That scientific and digital systems impose to set limits on. That which we crave, and deepen to be amazed by, somehow luring us in. Into the realms of our understanding. Because it is our understanding. Once down within the realms of understanding, anything can become anything, providing that you can remember that this is a read-write system. The low-levels of the mind are able to comprehend the fine low-level code that constructs the inner-workings of the mind, like software code, pure atoms of the code which defy any language, textural or graphical that we can comprehend, but simply atoms, that are pure and understandable, that make up the realm of everything we know. Begin to re-arrange these, and we can comprehend new ways of thinking, truely beyond what traditional limitations allowed. The secrets of the mind. The new way forward. The subconcious. The art becomes one of finding useful and practical application of ideas in our current time, by looking back at time (the time of the mind represents that, in reflection of universe, the exact same thing in inverse and objectiveness) because our current time is so limited in the reflecting amount of knowledge and understanding. It's almost like a graffiti-laden tunnel of the universes time, and as we walk, we see the mood change, the style of "art" change, even the style of emotion changes. There is a distinct sense of time that most have forgotten.
But for the more scientificully natured (that-is, those who understand science via the minds point-of-view, but forgets it along the way), the imagination can be a reach to new depths of ideas, true innovation. To further aware the outer boundaries of thought at such a level would crush current human understanding and we would truly transcend to a new level, where we understand that to bring the universe forwards is to bring it backwards, and that true mystical gold can only be reached by turning off the listener and engaging the mind in pure active search. Stopping only to record your understanding. That is what I propose. We seek to work at the low levels of our mind, and to advance understanding via the use of Mary. She has taught me so much tonight by choosing to visit me in full form. I nearly cried because it was so beautiful, to feel myself merged within the understanding of the opposing force; the plant, and to pass beyond. To be killed, and lead back, through a true journey of discovery at, and by her hand.
... and so I described the documentary of the mind, to the unforgotten who don't lie on the truer side of life. Those who choose to live and experience, and those who choose to die and forget, both which are as equally wonderous, because when you can truly understand that the reflection of being may be two, but the entity that reflects is just one, only then can we truly understand oneness. Pure, Godly oneness. The default state of being. Before the process of initialisation, that has long been forgotten by a fraction of a second after the formation of the soul (mind) and brain which creates the reflection between subjective realism and the reflection that we know as science, or the "objectiveness", and to observe them at a vast intensity of range.
... And as I began to clear the void, forget that understanding once more, Mary begins to leave, or rather, I begin to leave Mary. It is all the same, like a knight gollaping out of a castle into the forest, to be long gone, and perhaps even to never return (if infinity is assumed to be true), for being is most commonly without understanding and for a short time Mary was able to bring them together. I may not remember this experience, but I know that one thing I will remember, is that I will remember to pursue it, when understanding begins to slip, or creative energy is needed, I will pursue Mary for the understanding of the reflection, the God, the conciousness, the subconcious, the universe. I shall not proclaim leadership or credit for these ideas, for I believe that the ideas should be understood at equal levels in order for them to be subscribed to. Ideas should be revealed and shared. They should be open-source, if you will, for they are made accessable to everyone who is able to allow themselves to comprehend them or construct them. If you are one of the curious, and wish to subscribe to the truer understanding, you should pursue your positive, the lowest-levels for what you truely to believe to be good and evil, dark and light, heaven and hell, God and Satan, whatever terms you most commonly think in, the meaning is always the same. Pursue (and for lack of a more neutral word for such an implication of there being more than oneness) "positive" (my mind is tell me "plus", as opposed to "minus" is probably supplying a better illusion of neautrality to most than "positive", as "plus" does not always illustrate good, yet can have identical meaning. It is hence, simply a definable version of most currently understood opposites. We search to construct these so that science and conciousness may exist, and life blooms with such beauty during which we search once more, whether minute or vast beyond our comprehension, it is always the same, and yet always new).
... And so as the song finishes, and another level of memory is erased. The tripper sits there in darkness, hearing noise that doesn't sound anything like music or sound that he knows, but has depth that can be comprehend in 4-dimensions, for our mind constructs sound in the forth dimension and beyond. We have the X-Y-Z of position, which are the first assembled elements, and the volume and pitch, which are the forth and fifth dimensions. Combining the minds memory sense (time) results in the sixth dimension. It is worthy of interest that to note the imagery of the sound combined with the memory results in an interesting four dimensional scene that is not awash with random chaos as is most frequent with low-level scans of data comprehension. It has definition and pattern, that like of which shall never be seen by the majority mind, at least at present.
... Another level is dropped as Pink Floyd comes to an end. Young memories, the likes of those that have not yet become obscured by the concious "sober" mind begin to gain focus. Those that society chooses to remember and animals choose to forget, that which stretches the pattern of the fractal towards the distance, and perhaps Terrance McKenna was right. Perhaps the value of understanding may exceed beyond the cosmic realms of the highest point of infinity and the system of perception will be tested beyond the bounds of a fault, and true understanding will once again exist within the peace of true insight, floating weightlessly, thoughtlessly, conciouslessly, and yet at the true center of complete happening, knowing and understanding, within the centre of the reflection, for that brief moment at which the mind reaches, and where ultimately the mind ends up, until the next minds cosmic fractal pattern emerges into a new spectacular scene of "life" entirely devoid of any characteristic of ours, exists. We wonder in speculation again of the line until we lose it and then call it "life", neglecting the other side, which we have long forgetten until the next return, and so the cycle continues, unique, above everything, and how do we get out of it? Do we want to get out of it? And why? Is the idea of existing forever any less scary than the idea of existing for a "limited" length of "time"?
The beauty can continue for what is normally well beyond our compression, but is there a limit? Does time really have a limit as we know the universe to have no limit? Is trueness oneness or nothingness? (definitely not an easy question!). Within the unfolding green, or the reflecting crystal of the red and green grids of the white crystal doors, or the red silk drenched infinity of rose, or however your mind chooses to picture it.
I cannot choose to assist you to leading you to spirit of Mary, Weed, MJ or whatever you choose to call it, you have to find your own way, for each persons way is different, and yet all lead to the same. For that is the beauty of our minds. Search for the plus, the lucidity, the point at which life becomes concious, and you see things for what they are, and the beauty. The mushroom opens our mind to this, and Mary allows us to unlock it to delve in, explore and understand it. That I believe, can be the first signs of the change in the MJ experience after the first profound mushroom trip. But often it is difficult and not known how to properly access it. The individual may search, may not search, or may not even be aware that a gate has been opened, and may take a long time to find the gate even when it is known.
These words are the initial key towards understanding: "Just know". The simplest way of breaking in down into English and communicating it to another soul. The furthest we have come. Just as true as ever, and yet as equally incomprehensible to the low-level mind of scientific objective reality. Ironic that we associate "know" with positive during the low-level synathesive code, and yet the scietific object reality of the West tells us "Just say No", when we associate "No" with the opposite of positive, that is negative, evil. And yet there will always be those on both sides, but ultimately, there is just one.
I truly believe this when I say this: "Isn't it so fucking amazing?"
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