I’m attracted to unconventional types, and by that I don’t mean conventionally unconventional people. Anyone who rigidly ascribes to a system or set of beliefs (politically or spiritually) can’t be trusted to think independently. It’s trite, but Socrates’ profession that the only thing he truly knows is that he knows nothing is truly the template for real knowledge.
If there were any absolutes, consensus wouldn’t be as hard to achieve as it is now. A lot of smart people have a lot of valid points,
I started writing this after taking a few (read: a lot) hits from my bong, and now I don’t really remember what I was going to write about. So instead, I’ll pontificate reflexively about drugs.
I’m trying to ignore the fact that my entire room is vibrating. I think taking drugs is important, and not for the usual cliche, sanctimonious hippie reasons. In and of itself, it offers no self-insight, and most people turn the richness of the experience into seeing a lot of really cool shit. Ridding yourself of an escapist incentive, first and foremost, is important. Drugs have the potential to be very valuable tools into knowing yourself better, having a lucid examination of your subconscious. Many hallucinations are merely manifestations of our most hidden fears and desires, and mostly simultaneously both.
I’ve never seen the machine elves, but what are machine elves if not some deep alien self-referential subjectivity? It’s such an entangled thing that really reminds us how little we know ourselves. What if being able to encounter this being really heralds the beginning of a new and open level of self-realization? If drugs can reduce our resistance to psychosis, then it follows that it gives us deep access to a hyper-insular reality.
Of course, not all drugs are created equal. Things I’ve tried, in order of experimentation date: weed, DMT, Salvia and E. These are all drugs I think offers greater benefits than just manufactured euphoria. Also, only corporate douchebags do coke, which I think reveals something about coke itself being a hollow and superficial experience.
One drug not on that list that I think can be very meaningful is LSD. Though, to be honest, I’m scared of this one considering it’s led to psychosis in a few people I know. Granted, that followed after years of abuse. LSD is more likely to lead to mental instability than other drugs, but that might also allude to a sort of elevation of consciousness.
There’s a fine line between being an elevated, realized individual and being crazy. Being crazy is a sort of ultimate realization in a way, though there are a lot of complicated sub-issues and considerations that are impossible to fully taken into account.
Drugs are like very meaningful dreams. Oftentimes it feels like the symbolism is painfully obvious but elusive. Breaking down whatever constructed rigidity and paradigms can be mimicked in the drug experience, and on the distant note I started this entry on, it’s so important that we recognize we don’t have a clue about anything, least of all this reality.
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