Two KARATE ASTRONAUTS battling it out, it'd make way for some interesting dynamics for sure.I gauge my own wellness by thinking: if I had to battle myself right now (like an evil, alternate universe version of myself) would I have both the physical and mental charisma required to come out victorious?
Some days I'm not so sure. Today is one of those days..
Man BTC has taken 0ff today, looks like it's about to spike hard again. The BTC mining stocks are growing around 3x as much as BTC, their movements mirror it exactly but are quite a bit more extreme, I guess because their value is much lower. The one that I bought on margin and sold for a loss the other week grew by 300% this week, while BTC grew by like 20%. Wish I'd have sold some of my other stuff to cover the temporary loss when they hit me with a margin call, I would have made $4,000 in a week. But whatcha gonna do? Hindsight and all that.
However I did buy 8 shares of that stock today, sold a position on an ETF that has been super stagnant. If I can make 10-20% I'll be happy, help me recoup some of my losses. Or I may just hold onto it longer term. However I expect that once BTC finds a new level, the excitement will recede and some of that BTC mining stock value will bleed out as people sell to take profits. So probably best to pick an exit amount and take some profit and put it back into ETFs or mutual funds.
Do you ever find 5-meo scary or terrifying? Or is it beyond that?Stanislov grof books his trip report of 5 meo dmt is so amazing so here it is for people to read who don't own it.
The beginning of the experience was very sudden and dramatic. I was hit by a thunderbolt of immense power that instantly shattered and dissolved my everyday reality. I lost all contact with the surrounding world, which completely disappeared as if by magic. In the past, whenever I had taken a high-dose of psychedelics, I liked to lie down and make myself comfortable. This time, any such concerns were irrelevant because I lost awareness of my body, as well as of the environment. After the session, I was told that after taking a couple of drags, I sat there for several minutes like a sculpture, holding the pipe near my mouth. Cristina and Paul had to take the pipe from my hand and put my body in a reclining position on the couch.
In all my previous sessions, I had always maintained basic orientation. I knew who I was, where I was, and why I was having unusual experiences. This time all this dissolved in a matter of seconds. The awareness of my everyday existence, my name, my whereabouts, and my life disappeared as if by magic. Stan Grof … California … United States … planet Earth … these concepts faintly echoed for a few moments like dreamlike images on the far periphery of my consciousness and then faded away altogether. I tried hard to remember myself of all the existence of the realities I used to know, but they suddenly did not make any sense.
In all my previous psychedelic sessions there always had been some rich specific content. The experiences related to my present lifetime – the story of my childhood, infancy, birth, and embryonal life – or to various themes from the transpersonal domain – my past life experiences, images from human history, archetypal visions of deities or demons, or visits to various mythological domains. This time, none of these dimensions seemed to exist, let alone manifest. My only reality was a mass of radiant swirling energy of immense proportions that seemed to contain all of existence in a condensed and entirely abstract form. I became Consciousness facing the Absolute.
It had the brightness of myriad suns, yet it was not the same continuum with any light I knew from everyday life. It seemed to be pure consciousness, intelligence, and creative energy transcending all polarities. It was infinite and finite, divine and demonic, terrifying and ecstatic, creative and destructive - all that and much more. I had no concept, no categories for what I was witnessing. I could not maintain a sense of separate existence in the face of such a force. My ordinary identity was shattered and dissolved; I became one with the Source. In retrospect, I believe I must have experienced the Dharmakaya, the Primary Clear Light, which according to the Tibetan Book of the Dead, the Bardo Thödol, appears at the moment of our death. It bore some resemblance to what I encountered in my first LSD session, but it was much more over whelming and completely extinguished any sense of my separate identity.
My encounter with the Absolute lasted approximately 20 minutes of clock time, as measured by external observers. As far as I was concerned, during the entire duration of my experience, time ceased to exist and lost any meaning whatsoever. After what seemed like an eternity, concrete dreamlike images and concepts began to form in my experiential field. I started intuiting fleeting images of a cosmos with galaxies, stars, and planets, Later, I gradually visualized a solar system, and within it the Earth, with large continents.
Initially, these images were very distant and unreal, but as the experience continued, I started to feel that these realities might actually have objective existence. Gradually, this crystallized further into the images of the United States and California. The last to emerge was the sense of my everyday identity and the awareness of my present life. At first, the contact with the ordinary reality was extremely faint. I recognized where I was and what the circumstances were. But I was sure that I had taken a dose that was excessive and that I was actually dying. For some time, I believed I was experiencing the bardo, the intermediate state between my present life and my birth in the next incarnation, as it is described in the Tibetan texts.
As I was regaining more solid contact with reality, I reached a point where I knew that I was coming down from a psychedelic session and that I would survive this experiment. I was lying there, still experiencing myself as dying, but now without the sense that my present life was threatened. My dying seemed to be related to scenes from my previous incarnations. I found myself in many dramatic situations happening in different parts of the world throughout the centuries, all of them dangerous and painful. Various groups of muscles in my body were twitching and shaking, as my body was hurting and dying in these different contexts. However, as my karmic history played out in my body, I was in a state of profound bliss, completely detached from all these dramas, which persisted even after all the specific content disappeared from my experience.
- Stanislav Grof, "When the Impossible Happens: Adventures in Non-Ordinary Reality." (2006)
The czechs are really on another level with psychedelic thepary a must watch movie learnt a few things about how to anchor back into reality after many intense trips.
It's the most scariest thing ever done tbh because before full release while your ego could still be holding on making for a tough ride.before you can even exhale you literally die once full release and everything has dissolved within seconds or if you hold on longer its intense peace and love in that white void of god. It's the most intense experince on earth. As long as you have a proper guide it will be not scary. The eurphoia on 5meo transcends all drugs some people report the eurphoia like mdma times a million. Its just beyond all thingsDo you ever find 5-meo scary or terrifying? Or is it beyond that?
I woke up this morning feels kinda crappy, and I just got a call from my band's drummer, he tested positive for covid and feels like ass. Gonna go get a test in about a half hour. My girlfriend is consumed with anxiety right now, she's been super scared the whole time, I feel bad for her.
I hope I don't have it, but part of me hopes I do, because she is going to be extremely resistant to me continuing to have band practice if I don't have it. We just got a new bass player and have a ton of work to do to get him up to speed so we can play some shows and do an album release event as soon as it's possible... so we can hit the ground running. She's already saying to me "see, I told you that it was a bad idea to see anyone until covid is over".
My bandmates and I all knowingly took the risk. We wear masks at practice, but were willing to risk getting it for the sake of our music. And I just am not built for isolation, I did it for the first few months and my mental health suffered so bad. I ended up in the ER for overdosing on GHB, was drinking heavily almost every day, going on long stimulant binges. I do feel bad because my girlfriend has no problem isolating, she's not very social anyway (though she works in a factory, I'm actually surprised she didn't catch it already). But neither of us has any contact with anyone at risk. The reality is, the chances are overwhelmingly high that we would have mild cases. Sure hope so.
Oh geez, thanks for sharing! I was reluctant to try 2-FA because of the concerns over halogenated amphetamines and serotonergic neurotoxictity. When it started to look like 2-FA and 2-FMA had limited serotonergic activity, I gave them a whirl. I actually find the two to be great, but quite different. 2-FMA produces a long lasting somatic sensation of stimulation--it gets me off my ass, but the stimulation doesn't make it to my thoughts all that much. 2-FA is a much nicer, cleaner, almost transparent mental stimulation. I'm sad that it seems to have disappeared completely, but side-effects like that make me wonder if that might be a good thing after all.Been taking this 2-FA almost daily for like a couple weeks now. I actually think it's on par with 2-FMA for functionality, but the only downside is the short duration (~3 hours). I've been taking 25-30mg at a time and usually redosing once a day. The one day I took three doses was like a week ago and after that I woke up in the middle of the night shaking, over the next thirty minutes it progressed into what seemed like a low-grade seizure. Sort of scary, but I ate some yogurt and the shaking completely stopped in like five minutes. That sort of makes me think it was low blood sugar, but since I've never really had anything like that, I can't help but wonder how much the 2-FA contributed. Haven't had any issues since and I took some F-phenibut for like the first time in a month last night—it really blended nice with the 2-FA and made the experience much more recreational.
It is SO freaking hard to get people to accept and internalize that mixing cannabis and psychedelics is much riskier than taking either separately. Almost every case of serious freakout that resulted in lasting trauma and months of struggle to integrate that I've personally witnessed has come from that combination. Obviously plenty of people can and do combine the two without incident and really enjoy it, which makes it that much harder to get people to take the added risk seriously.Managed to get it drilled into my mates head not to mix weed into his lsd upcoming trip he has never mixed cannabis and acid and his last acid trip was in 2017 on 7 tabs. Hes going to take 210 ug. Took me a hour to finally get him to back off on doing the weed in the coming weekend.