LSD and the Demiurge: My Night Out of This World
I don't know if anyone will read this and understand me, but I feel the need to transcribe what I experienced. This isn't a simple psychedelic experience, it isn't a delirium: it's what I experienced in my body and mind.
A few hours ago, I had the most intense experience of my life. I felt like I was reconnecting with an ancient memory, that of my past reincarnations. I came to Earth with a mission: to help human beings awaken from matter, to free themselves from the prison of embodied consciousness, to transcend the ego and the veils imposed by this world.
But over the course of this experience, I realized that... I had become like them. A prisoner myself. Despite my will, my lucidity, my discernment, I was unable to elevate myself. I remained in this body, limited, human, subject to the density of this matrix.
I saw, I felt, I understood the hidden truths. The Masonic symbols, the energetic manipulations, the forces that govern this world—they are everywhere, in the music, in the images, in the gestures, and yet most people see nothing. The truth I perceived is overwhelming. It is not meant to be spoken or shared easily. It is heavy, and it weighs on the soul.
I also speak of "organic" souls, of those who seem disconnected, devoid of energy, of real consciousness. I lived with my mother and my brother. I felt their energies, and it was as if the light did not inhabit their beings. I know some will see this as cruelty, but I cannot lie: I feel the difference, and it hurts. 1/2
A few hours ago, I had the most intense experience of my life. I felt like I was reconnecting with an ancient memory, that of my past reincarnations. I came to Earth with a mission: to help human beings awaken from matter, to free themselves from the prison of embodied consciousness, to transcend the ego and the veils imposed by this world.
But over the course of this experience, I realized that... I had become like them. A prisoner myself. Despite my will, my lucidity, my discernment, I was unable to elevate myself. I remained in this body, limited, human, subject to the density of this matrix.
I saw, I felt, I understood the hidden truths. The Masonic symbols, the energetic manipulations, the forces that govern this world—they are everywhere, in the music, in the images, in the gestures, and yet most people see nothing. The truth I perceived is overwhelming. It is not meant to be spoken or shared easily. It is heavy, and it weighs on the soul.
I also speak of "organic" souls, of those who seem disconnected, devoid of energy, of real consciousness. I lived with my mother and my brother. I felt their energies, and it was as if the light did not inhabit their beings. I know some will see this as cruelty, but I cannot lie: I feel the difference, and it hurts. 1/2