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Bluelighter
It's a load of horseshit. For a start there's no such thing as the "ego" - it's a theory Freud dreamed up 100 years ago that's been discredited for decades. Leary mentioned it a few times in his writing in the 60's to try and sound scientific and that's why it got associated with psychedelics.
I think people seem to associate it with taking a big dose, but it would be more accurate to call it a "Big dose psychedelic experience" rather than worry about crap like "ego-loss".
Come now Ismene, there is Freud's definition of the ego which is part of his non-scientific theory, and there are vernacular meanings of "ego" which, although ultimately subjective, are possible to discuss, and if some people can agree on a meaning that makes sense to them, then they can agree on ego-phenomena such as ego death.
It does seem to mean different things to different (groups of) people, though.
The closest I have come to what I might call ego death was on methoxetamine. I was aware that things which define me as an individual, and indeed a human, were no longer available to me. I am normally keenly aware of my "personal history", what happened yesterday and earlier today; and I'm aware of things I plan to do. I'm aware of who I am - my behavioural characteristics, if you like - and the values I hold, the things which give my actions some purpose and meaning. I'm aware of my position in the world - my relationship with family, friends, co-workers. My responsibilities and expectations.
So in this methoxetamine experience I was stripped of all these things. I had no idea who I was, how I was likely to behave, what a human is, what i was supposed to do, who my friends were, what a friend was. I had only a vague awareness of what the recent past was (I knew on some level I'd taken a drug), but I had no attachment to or memory of other events of the day. I hoped that this was a temporary situation, but I wasn't by any means certain.
That might not be ego death but it was pretty close.
On the other hand I was perfectly capable, after a while of physically spinning around in bed, of deciding I needed grounding, locating my music player and earphones and putting on some tunes.
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