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Standard trip tale and ramblings of someone who doesn't know how to reconcile with the revelation that their brain is a sack of chemicals.
by NikolaeVarius 5y ago
Standard trip tale and ramblings of someone who doesn't know how to reconcile with the revelation that their brain is a sack of chemicals.
- uh_uh 5y agoThere is somewhat of a dissonance that I detect from trip reports like this. On one hand, authors acknowledge that the whole trip might be just the result of their brain acting weird. But on the other hand, they start emphasizing how real the experience felt, therefore there might be something real to the entities/sprits encountered during the trip. But if we already acknowledge that any feeling of "realness" can be purely the result of the brain acting weird, doesn't that invalidate any appeal to how "real" the experience felt? It literally means nothing, if our underlying theory is that the brain's "realness" detectors were malfunctioning.
- galaxyLogic 5y agoIt is interesting. I was in hospital pumped up with all kinds of medicine and I saw from the window how the whole hospital building took off flying. And I "knew" it was real, I knew it could not be a dream. So I wondered afterwards why did it feel so real, unlike any ordinary dream? I think it may be because I remembered that dream so vividly and it was a dream where I was fully conscious about my experience, and was able to question it rationally, and that didn't stop the dream from happening. Whereas in ordinary dreams we just experience the dream, we don't much experience ourselves experiencing it. And seems like if we ask in a dream is this a dream the dream is over soon enough. Seems some drugs can cause us to "dream" in a way that does not immediately break when you start questioning it. And why couldn't they.
- litoorachure 5y ago>Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the Weather. - Bill Hicks Everything old is new again; maybe we'll get lucky and have another '60s-'70s as covid wanes, if people are starting to put trip reports on Medium blogs under their real names without any "SWIM" disclaimers. If y'all like these kinds of trip write-ups, erowid.org has loads of them.