Up through the ground came a bubblin' crude, Oil that is, Black Gold, Texas Tea
When you look at the clock and it says 7:30 because you made it say 7:30. You want a coke and go to the fridge and when you open the fridge there is one there, because you willed it to happen. Music turns on and you shoot out the lights with your hand.
Your reflection steps out of the mirror and throws the empty can, knowing you can make it disappear or make it bang against the wall. Your problems dissappear and you forget about everything, and use your god-like powers to set everything up to work itself out and of course, one day you know you will choose to return to your regular old self.
Luckily, you live in the 20th century and nobody is going to hurt you, as long as they do not know what is going on inside your head. This also happens to be the end of the world, December 1999, the year everyone stopped using acid because the game was over.
After what you had just experienced this new reality fits. After witnessing your body fall into auto-pilot and kill itself off. The brain you had outgrown, snapping itself off, witnessing the body just begin to fall, then WHAM!
You get a new body.
All this seems perfectly natural, because you know none of it is real. You dreamed you were returning from heaven, that you fell to the Earth, not sure if you are an angle but the thoughts you had before are sitting on the table, stories you had heard. You know the truth is much deeper than these silly illusions, the game is in your head again.
The real people are puppets. They are connected to the real, they don't realize what they are doing is dictated by the all. Even a stranger thanks you, but what can they offer? They have thoughts that make it seem to them that they are in control. They realize that you are different. You can heal them, and the demons let you know they could unleash a stronger version of hell on any one of them, if they wished too.
These people's parallel existence with your former self is a bigger curiosity for you. They are trapped in a life that never seemed logical, and you got out of, but the dangers are kind of big.
You are on an edge, unsure you are aware of everything, and that other world has backed away to look at its new born.
You can start to describe things, try and control it.
But eventually this feeling starts to fall apart. One way or another.
You just became one with the universe. What do you think happens when you are dreaming? You wake up.
You will not begin to talk about this for another 10 years.
You can make yourself believe and see whatever you want. You just have that ability, for a time.
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The guarded descriptions people offer are foolish. The term ego-death is completely wrong. A realization, that you are one with everything, should be called ego-immersion. Take a second look at how Freudian used this terminology.
But this does not mean that you are one with everything, that surely would mean everyone else, but they did not. Case in point, you. Why is it someone else became one with the universe alone in their room? Were you even alive in '99?
The term to best describe this, is losing touch with reality. This is a "feeling" of oneness. This ego-death thing, if this is it, happens without drugs. People use drugs because of problems they already have, drugs make problems impossible.
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When you are laying in bed, shortly afterwards, you realize this could always have been done. Walking now, into the cafeteria, you are now sensing the things that are lost.
Much later you realize, the experience does not answer questions, it just takes them all away.
It happens when you are on drugs too. It is happening to everyone right now. It is always there, it is just there among other things. Beautiful things. It is your ego and it loves you and it covets you.
When you lay yourself in bed tonight and fall into the darkness, remember this is what we have chosen, we stay away from the light because it blinds us. The world is a dark place, compassion is a dark word, the world is full of creatures with their own viewpoints that differ very much from your's.
Many believe the light is something that is going to make everything right, in the end.
The funny thing is, dreams and sleep are powerful experiences, and normal. Because everyone experiences it, the explanation is, you go to sleep, you close your eyes, the brain changes wave patterns. But imagine a world where nobody has ever dreamt, where people are always inside their own head, thinking about this or that. Then one day, you dream, you experience death, you awake with no sense of where you were. Blank, black, empty space. Imagine the first dream you had and waking to see time has continued seperately from time in the dream, and trying to explain that. Imagine the people denying this at first, then envying you. Imagine what the expectations would be, to desire to experience it.
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Day-dreams surround the experience of enlightenment. Why do we imagine it is any different from a dream, what we approach and depart it with are dreams.
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The majority of people trying to describe the actual experience get it wrong. It is the same as trying to describe a dead sleep, only you are there and instead of what we imagine sleep is, sleep is actually full of the sense that we are alive.
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The experience was real, I told myself several times, and continue to tell myself. The difficulty some people have with describing it, causes much speculation over whether or not it is a shared, and therefore true, experience. It is as real as the experience of hitting a ball. People talk about infinite time and mind expansion and so on, but those are relative things and every describer is not real likely to recall the experience perfectly. It seems as though you move onto a larger part of reality, but this is based on your regular perception, that reality is what surrounds you at all times.
Seeing it as ultimate knowledge is naive. The knowledge mankind has generated goes much further than you might imagine.
The danger is that the experience can seem like a healing one, everything that ever bothered you is resolved, everything you ever disliked about yourself, or the world, dissolves into the peace of being, a oneness where nobody is going to judge you, where you know everything, nobody is better than anybody else, least of all you, and where you can have practically anything you desire. But let us not forget, it is classic simple delusion and nothing more, and crammed full of ego. If that is what you hope to acheive, you are in a fight against the world, and the world is much bigger.
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When I was there, I was not alone. An alter-ego existed. A mind connected by a voice, by words. There is no reason more than one mind cannot exist within myself, but I cannot explain it fully. Perhaps it was me, perhaps it was something else... trying to be heard.
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Where reality lies, that is for you to decide. But please do not lie and say there is more there when there is not. We can all be wrong, difficult as that is to imagine.
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The only thing you need to do, is change your breathing, follow any idea that comes along, immerse yourself in a game, sensing reality or playful thoughts, and let the interaction grow strong. Then... I am not really sure. Maybe you decide to let go, with some action or thought that you had planned long ago and only now just remembered, but it was an intense and short experience.
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At some point you will start thinking of yourself as an adult and the young as foolish. I feel obligated to help you. Common fears seem foolish, you grow old and calm down and look at what you once were with a bitterness that only hard reality can offer, seeing nothing has changed. I wish I had all the answers, but that promises to be an impossible task.
For now, share your thoughts, and I hope this has been a cohesive retelling. Good luck with experiencing your own immersion. Anyway, I would call it ego-immersion, and hopefully people get why I dislike the term ego-death, because that is falling asleep.