when I tripped on DMT, I realized just how strange of a thing this "consciousness" is, or I should say "our" consciousness, however we refer to it
the perception we have of this universe, our consciousness, imagines this thing called time, and 3 billion years ago is somewhat unfathomable given a human existence is only 70-or-so years on average.
Even a single year of one's life is hard to "grasp," per se, given that we can barely remember each individual day when regurgitating our memory. Like, hey, where were YOU mister, on the night of March 27th 2013? Huh?
now try to recall your entire life up until now.
anyways.
back to my main point.
tripping on DMT altered my consciousness in such a way to make me think "god" or at least some version of "a god" was/is very much possible.
I say "god" in a way that merely denotes some being (not human) that exists, but I don't suggest that this possible god has any control nor effect on the universe, although it could very well
do you know how antiderivatives work? like in Calculus?
I don't really remember, but I look at higher dimensions like anti-derivatives. The same way as a two-dimensional cartoon character could never really fathom what the third-dimension would be like, or to live in the third-dimension, this is the same way we cannot 'really' understand what it might be like to actually BE a 4th dimensional being, or higher.
Considering that a 4th dimensional being exists, one of these beings could "watch" our whole universe unfold, reverse through, fast forward through, our entire 3 billion or so years of existence, as though it was an on-demand netflix video.
My mind experienced some weird shit during that DMT trip which made me think that this being is very possible.. and the fact that all it took was a drug to alter my consciousness, it was altered in such a weird way that makes me think that almost anything is possible.
It's like my brain is just one molecule away from going into DMT insane mode.
I find it much more of a miracle that all humans seem to exist on the same plane of consciousness, that we all agree that red is red, and that happiness is happy, and that anger is anger, and that being dead is a bad thing, etc. That doesn't seem so miraculous unless you've done DMT. Because, for example, at one point during my DMT trip, I thought I was actually the couch. Don't ask me why, or how, or how I might have reasoned that a couch could have thoughts. It was more like, took a hit of DMT, next thing you know, I melted into the couch I was sitting in, and all of a sudden "oh shit, I'm a couch." That's just one of the things that happened. I may have written about it before.
But, we take this "reality" for granted, because we default wake up to it every time we wake up. We open our eyes, when we curl our toes, they curl. Did you ever think maybe you open your eyes, and your someone else? something else?
Alice in Wonderland is like describing an extremely mild DMT trip.