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Trippyness of Life...

socalBUD

socalBUD

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I thought this would be a good creative thread to use our great imaginations and come up with some crazy and trippy ideas about 'life as a whole'.

When I was a kid and lots of video game systems were coming out, I thought "Wow, wouldn't it be cool if they invented a 3D virtual simulator that made the video game feel...well... real?!?" Well, I now realize that life is this incredible, insane video game I once dreamed of...

I've also wondered if life was an infinite labyrinth of dreams...

Or, maybe we're all really aliens who dosed as teenagers and "life" is the alien version of "LSD"...(and when we die/come down we will rejoin our old alien lives)
"Hey man, you wanna try some Life?"
"Yeah sure, how long does it last?"
"Oh about 80 years..."
"Pass that sugar!"

What kind of lucrative/farfetched schemes can you guys entertain me with?;)
 
When I was a kid I used to always have times where i would think "what if there was no world and nothing ever lived ever or existed. I picture it would be a white void, nothingness. No color, just white. The thought and imagination I had of this place actually did trip me out. Not in a psychedelic kinda "void" or "nothingness" way but just very weird and bizzare thing to think of for a young human who is living. It would even be hard to describe, how could nothing have ever existed, we'd all be nothing and unconcious and no one would be in heaven or be reincarnated because there is nothing.

NOTTTTHINGGG.
 
When I was a youngen I used to get shitscared trying to understand why I was me.

Where my personality came from and if it was all an illusion. How my sense of self was contained within my body. It used to drive me insane.
 
when i was young i thought that life was so wonderful, beautiful oh it was a miracle
then i got old... and the trippyness of life is how fcuked up this world is.

An I find it really trippy when im in the supermarket surrounded by a bunch of modern day animals all walking round filling their trolleys up scoffing there greedy faces.
 
killo said:
When I was a kid I used to always have times where i would think "what if there was no world and nothing ever lived ever or existed. I picture it would be a white void, nothingness. No color, just white. The thought and imagination I had of this place actually did trip me out. Not in a psychedelic kinda "void" or "nothingness" way but just very weird and bizzare thing to think of for a young human who is living. It would even be hard to describe, how could nothing have ever existed, we'd all be nothing and unconcious and no one would be in heaven or be reincarnated because there is nothing.

NOTTTTHINGGG.
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Well in fact, I don't think there'd be any color. Not even white.

Just a void. Nothingness.
But I don't fear the void because in a place where nothing exists, there is no emotion. I won't be sad in the void, I won't be happy. I won't be angry, I won't be content. I won't even be. That's my current outlook on death.
 
Or, maybe we're all really aliens who dosed as teenagers and "life" is the alien version of "LSD"...(and when we die/come down we will rejoin our old alien lives)
"Hey man, you wanna try some Life?"
"Yeah sure, how long does it last?"
"Oh about 80 years..."
"Pass that sugar!"
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That's an interesting thought. I've actually thought about something similar myself.

And suicide would just be a method of trip abortion...

"So, if you have a bad trip, just commit suicide, you'll come down in a second!"
 
and the trippyness of life is how fcuked up this world is.
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I'm sorry you feel that way...For me, the trippyness of life instills my feelings of infinite connection and "one-ness" within the universe...And it's kind of crazy when you realize reality always ends up being more strange than fiction can ever dream...
 
Any more ideas?...I thought for sure you guys would have some crazy schemes...
 
get it into your mind that everything you own is just stuff... most of it is at best a convenient solution to modern living....

and then walk into a super target....

is all of this stuff really neccesary?

do i really need a november/thanksgiving themed set of plates?

a plate is just a plate, despite it there is every sort of shape, color, size and variation you could imagine a plate being available to you....

sames goes with glasses, knives, forks, spoons, etc....

You see a line 4 TVs high that stretches half way across the store and think why?

its amazing of how much shit we come up with to try and get other people to buy when in the end, its just stuff....

we are a nation of consumers, and that is a sad realization....
 
^^^true m8

it seems that most people's life is just work to pay off your mortgage, retire and then rot your last days as an OAP then DIE.

I mean we dont even need a house tbh, I mean I could quite happily live in a car and aslong as I have a gym membership go there and have a shower, clean teeth there etc.
As for foor food who ever said we have to eat 3 meals a day (breakfast, dinner, tea) back in the ancient times we used to eat whenever we killed an animal or something which could of been a few days without food.

So thats not an issue. Next obviously aslong as youve paid insurance, road tax etc and got some pillows and a sleeping bag you are sorted.

If you have a full time job then say you ear £20,000 a year all that money you earn is going to be yours to spend on what ever you want because you are not a slave to your mortgage.
So you can travel the world and the seven seas in adventure!

Thats what I hope to do anyway, I aint being a slave to the mortgage like the rest of society.
I dont see the point, just seems like a waste of life to me.
 
killo said:
When I was a kid I used to always have times where i would think "what if there was no world and nothing ever lived ever or existed. I picture it would be a white void, nothingness. No color, just white. The thought and imagination I had of this place actually did trip me out.
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Yes! I'd forgotten about this! When I was a kid I used to wonder why anything existed at all - and then I entertained the possibility that creation of the universe could have simply been "skipped", which would have of course resulted in NOTHINGNESS forever! Or, really, not "forever", because time itself would not exist... and this thought would really, really, trip me out. This was the deepest alteration of consciousness, and change of perspective, that I have to this day undergone without drugs.

My nothingness was black though, not white. ;)
 
get it into your mind that everything you own is just stuff...
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I pretty much had the exact same realization on my first acid trip...I took everything out of my pockets and looked at it, confused, wondering why I called it my own. I looked at my phone, Ipod, wallet, and I thought, "Why am I keeping track of this stuff?". I compared these seemingly unnecessary physical possessions to unnecessary mental clutter, such as worries, past memories, harbored negative emotions, etc...I think it's an important parallel to make because most thoughts/ideas that you may choose to hold on to are no more than "stuff" themselves, only cluttering your mental headspace until you choose to release them, and thus release the burden. This acid trip also seemed to provide me with an infinite range of comparisons/similarities between the mental and the physical...For example, I realized that cleaning your room is for your physical space, what meditating is for your mental space. And towards the end of the acid trip, I deduced that the trip was an enormously beneficial cleansing/shower for my soul (I actually realized this in the shower).
 
Ergh, i've had a few, not even tried acid yet...is that bad?

first one is the whole truman show thing, what if your life was just one big tv show? i mean wtf?

or if people around you can read minds...i think its just because i read twilight..but still, if people can read your mind, what do they really think of you? and do you ever find that if you are ever thinking this (which you probably dont...just me being a retard) you start to think of the worst thing you can, its really retarded.

or even just looking at your body, like hands or something, and the realisation that this is your body and ergh its really hard to explain, but ham got it:

Ham420 said:
When I was a youngen I used to get shitscared trying to understand why I was me.

Where my personality came from and if it was all an illusion. How my sense of self was contained within my body. It used to drive me insane.
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am i just strange? or you lot felt this as well?

and i swear its not just the drugs, thought about these way beforee....
 
I remember as a kid thinkinging 'what if i am stuck in this particular moment in time, that time is no longer moving, how would i know?' Any one else thought this? What if time is stopped at this moment right -now-. Well obviously not right then cause its in the past, but right -now-, actualy now, wait no... NOW. Do you understand what i mean? At the present moment time could have stopped flowing indefinatly. Scary thought.

The other thing that spooked me as a kid is the idea that there is infinite space in the universe.
 
^ Dude, totally! That one tripped me out pretty well too. :D You guys are bringing back a lot of childhood memories...
 
lolbob said:
I remember as a kid thinkinging 'what if i am stuck in this particular moment in time, that time is no longer moving, how would i know?' Any one else thought this? What if time is stopped at this moment right -now-. Well obviously not right then cause its in the past, but right -now-, actualy now, wait no... NOW. Do you understand what i mean? At the present moment time could have stopped flowing indefinatly. Scary thought.

The other thing that spooked me as a kid is the idea that there is infinite space in the universe.
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did that one alot :)
 
socalBUD said:
I pretty much had the exact same realization on my first acid trip...I took everything out of my pockets and looked at it, confused, wondering why I called it my own. I looked at my phone, Ipod, wallet, and I thought, "Why am I keeping track of this stuff?". I compared these seemingly unnecessary physical possessions to unnecessary mental clutter, such as worries, past memories, harbored negative emotions, etc...I think it's an important parallel to make because most thoughts/ideas that you may choose to hold on to are no more than "stuff" themselves, only cluttering your mental headspace until you choose to release them, and thus release the burden. This acid trip also seemed to provide me with an infinite range of comparisons/similarities between the mental and the physical...For example, I realized that cleaning your room is for your physical space, what meditating is for your mental space. And towards the end of the acid trip, I deduced that the trip was an enormously beneficial cleansing/shower for my soul (I actually realized this in the shower).
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we were at a festival and this tall hippie looking dude comes up to the camp fire we are sitting around and says "goodbye phone" and tosses it into the fire and we are all like "your going to probably regret that in the morning" and he just said "well it was half of a broken phone, and not mine, so its whatever" and walked off....

a minute or two later i say "wait... what about the battery in the camp fire?"

everyone backs away from the camp fire for a while and after about 10 minutes we are not worrying about it as much....

suddenly the battery explodes with a pretty loud bang, little embers fly everywhere and now due to the lithium in the fire, its now pretty much a green/blue camp fire.... which we all rather enjoyed after we got all the embers out....

one of the girls was pissed because she was about to cook a hot dog, but it just seemed a bad idea to roast one over a green fire....
 
Space.. now thats a mind fuck in my personal opinion. Hard to grasp just how insignificant we really are in the universe.
 
I used to lament the fact that the world would never be as cools as the books I read, or the movies I watched.

Then I started thinking about it. I looked outside and saw people sitting in machines, taking themselves places in a few minutes that used to take hours. I looked up and saw great winged tubes of steel, weighing tons, defying gravity and soaring through the air.

I looked at the skyline, and saw the natural, ragged coastline punctuated by huge towers of steel and glass, reflecting the world around them and housing thousands of people. Then I pulled out my phone, smaller than my hand, and I searched through a space that doesn't exist physically and picked a specific piece of information out of uncountable masses of other information to learn everything about that building.

Life is a science fiction trip.
 
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