Chatter box

The last post set my mind racing, so let me unleash my barrage now, quick, before the thought escapes:

As anyone who has sampled entheogens, hallucinogens or even transcendental meditation would testify, all the characteristics of a point of singularity (including its paradoxes) manifest themselves in states of higher consciousness. How can something infinitely small be infinitely dense and hot? How can something spring from nothingness? In the same manner of speaking, transcendental bliss is a solipsism so deep that it's actually unsolipsistic, is a mind so great that it is sheer mindlessness, is a moment so eternal that it is timeless.

The human brain is the ultimate transdimensional conduit, and the self-sustaining wormhole that is your mind is looping in onto itself recursively, strangely, looking at itself look at itself till infinity. We don't need to employ 'physical' phenomena like teleportation or matter / anti-matter collisions to access other dimensions: we have all the tools within us, prepared for us by Nature herself (and the occasional psychoactive substance wouldn't go amiss either).

There was a time when I would never profess the use of certain drugs, owing to the misfortune of a few horrendous acid freakouts over the years. However, follow-up experiences on mushrooms, 2C-I and derivatives of mescaline have reinformed my own internal debate. Entheogenic awareness is by far the most powerful capacity of itself that the mind can comprehend, and the knowledge that you are your own God is as humbling as it is enriching.

There's one way I usually like to picture reality as we know it: the universe is infinitely systematised in all directions, and we are entirely contained within all the systems there are. Paradoxically, the Whole flows through our very essence. It is a beautiful concept: the convergence of Eastern mysticism, Western philosophy, holistic arts and sciences and the spiritual awakening of mankind.

If only it were that simple...