Vastness
Bluelight Crew
My apologies in advance if this post comes out a little less clear than I intend - in any case, I am finding that with a few recent experiences with classical hallucinogens I have been overcome with a strong feeling of a presence of a protective and benevolent entity. Typically I am agnostic as far as belief in the actual reality of supernatural beings, even effectively atheist, and these experiences have not come (as far as I can tell) with any actual effort on my part to induce them. If anything, both trips have been somewhat unplanned and spontaneous and these feelings have taken me a little by surprise. I'm aware of my overall ability to apply reason still so there is a duality even within the depths of the trip but this doesn't affect the otherworldly, transcendental nature of them.
Yesterday somewhat uncharacteristically I decided to dose 600mics of LSD on a whim around 2 PM in the afternoon - and it turned out to be hands down the most amazing, incredible and beautfiul trips of my life.
The last time I did LSD was 5 years ago at half this dose so this was perhaps a little excessive and within the first 45 minutes I was actually concerned enough at to try to abort and took 20 mg diazepam - I have minimal if any benzo tolerance, and while this probably did affect the outcome somewhat it wasn't enough to stop the oncoming psychedelic onslaught blasting through. I actually ended up having one of the best trips of my life, and I'm still reeling from the intensity of it, but I remember very strongly at one point feeling like I had touched this otherworldly, celestial plane that was always parallel to our own reality, and I remember being overcome with something like an insatiable hunger to write something down, express this feeling of blissful, pure euphoria. At some point during the trip I was also dosing small amounts of Ketamine, and despite this maniacal desire to express this fountain of God-given truths welling up within me, I was frustrated first by the physical difficulty in writing, and secondly by the fact that I just couldn't find the words... I couldn't express the ineffable. I ended up just laughing with resigned joy at both the absurdity of the situation and the sense of overwhelming gratitude and love I felt for existence and the phantoms of eternity I felt were beside me... I remember at points just shouting ecstatically "Oh my god this is the best thing ever! This is the best feeling ever!"
Haha, it was pretty mad in retrospect and I do mean to write a full trip report once I can re-integrate, but I'm just blown away by this feeling of being a temporary conduit for some kind of sacred truth about reality... and this insatiable, but frustrating hunger to describe the indescribable. I really felt at the time that it was going to change my life and I still believe that now, although I am still a little wary how much I can trust this idea given that I'm probably still a little altered.
Anyway, this isn't the first time I've had a strong feeling of being in the presence of some "god" for lack of a better word, the last one was about a year ago on 25mg of 4-AcO-DMT, although less overwhelming in it's intensity, still quite profound and moving. So, my questions are...
1) How many of you experience feelings of great "religious" profoundness duing your trips, and if so how often, what are your normal "spiritual" beliefs (in summary is fine, no need to get too involved in the specifics of any particular spiritual paths or religions), and, finally, do you attempt to induce this, or does it come on unbidden and unexpected?
2) How can I induce these sort of trips intentionally?
3) Would anyone care to share, this time in a specific sense if possible, if they have had a similar experience of being connected to some ethereal dimension parallel to our ownw , at least, as far as you feel like it resonates with my own experience (I know that sentence could well apply to almost any trip), and if so what were your experiences reintegrating and bringing something back from this? If that is a little hazily explained, to simplify, what forms of expression have any of you used either, artistic, or purely intellectual or philosophical, either in the midst of the trip of afterwards, to preserve these sacred truths if that is what they are?
Thanks for reading! :0
Yesterday somewhat uncharacteristically I decided to dose 600mics of LSD on a whim around 2 PM in the afternoon - and it turned out to be hands down the most amazing, incredible and beautfiul trips of my life.
The last time I did LSD was 5 years ago at half this dose so this was perhaps a little excessive and within the first 45 minutes I was actually concerned enough at to try to abort and took 20 mg diazepam - I have minimal if any benzo tolerance, and while this probably did affect the outcome somewhat it wasn't enough to stop the oncoming psychedelic onslaught blasting through. I actually ended up having one of the best trips of my life, and I'm still reeling from the intensity of it, but I remember very strongly at one point feeling like I had touched this otherworldly, celestial plane that was always parallel to our own reality, and I remember being overcome with something like an insatiable hunger to write something down, express this feeling of blissful, pure euphoria. At some point during the trip I was also dosing small amounts of Ketamine, and despite this maniacal desire to express this fountain of God-given truths welling up within me, I was frustrated first by the physical difficulty in writing, and secondly by the fact that I just couldn't find the words... I couldn't express the ineffable. I ended up just laughing with resigned joy at both the absurdity of the situation and the sense of overwhelming gratitude and love I felt for existence and the phantoms of eternity I felt were beside me... I remember at points just shouting ecstatically "Oh my god this is the best thing ever! This is the best feeling ever!"

Haha, it was pretty mad in retrospect and I do mean to write a full trip report once I can re-integrate, but I'm just blown away by this feeling of being a temporary conduit for some kind of sacred truth about reality... and this insatiable, but frustrating hunger to describe the indescribable. I really felt at the time that it was going to change my life and I still believe that now, although I am still a little wary how much I can trust this idea given that I'm probably still a little altered.
Anyway, this isn't the first time I've had a strong feeling of being in the presence of some "god" for lack of a better word, the last one was about a year ago on 25mg of 4-AcO-DMT, although less overwhelming in it's intensity, still quite profound and moving. So, my questions are...
1) How many of you experience feelings of great "religious" profoundness duing your trips, and if so how often, what are your normal "spiritual" beliefs (in summary is fine, no need to get too involved in the specifics of any particular spiritual paths or religions), and, finally, do you attempt to induce this, or does it come on unbidden and unexpected?
2) How can I induce these sort of trips intentionally?
3) Would anyone care to share, this time in a specific sense if possible, if they have had a similar experience of being connected to some ethereal dimension parallel to our ownw , at least, as far as you feel like it resonates with my own experience (I know that sentence could well apply to almost any trip), and if so what were your experiences reintegrating and bringing something back from this? If that is a little hazily explained, to simplify, what forms of expression have any of you used either, artistic, or purely intellectual or philosophical, either in the midst of the trip of afterwards, to preserve these sacred truths if that is what they are?
Thanks for reading! :0