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@@Beerpong27 ..I love RU-vid & this is probably my favourite channel. It’s incredible that so many people still haven’t heard of Terence McKenna. The man was a genius.
Oh terence you know the thing.. 😌 all of you have a beautiful day. Stay positive and take care #weplantsarehappyplants thank you for keeping this crazy old fella still alive 😍💓
though my path is planned, it's not rehearsed So I move along to the next thing on the list Knowing full-well that some of them just don't exist But I am finally alone and where my foot steps down is where it's home
Exactly right. For the first time I'm reading a 700 page novel, at about 5-10 pages a day. I figure it will take me 3 to 4 months to complete the novel. For the first time in my life, I'm in no hurry to finish; have no desire to reach the climax. Instead, I'm enjoying every word, every paragraph, every page and every chapter along the way. First time in my life this is happening. I'm experiencing what it means to "enjoy the journey"
thank you Peter!! it's really amazing that these videos can be, you make it a really wonderful experience. It's really lovely to be able to see this chanel grow and comforting to see more and more people loving this content. it's important!!
@@ottovaughnjr.9282 He probably considers you subhuman so you are not a part of everybody. You think all religous people are halfwits? Some of the best books I have ever read were written by religious people. Not to mention almost every invention that you take advantage of today was invented by a halwit?
Last year I hiked to this beautiful meadow, I was completely alone and I just felt the urge to remove my clothes and just be naked in nature. It hit me then I have never been in a truly natural state for my entire life until that hour of nakedness in the meadow.
Love where your style is going, Peter. The onscreen references are fantastic. ..and just for synchronicity’s sake, of course Roman Terentius resembles Irish Terence
From the opening statement of Rudolf Otto and the painting itself, and all the way to the poem by P. Terentius Afer, this video feels as if the veil is being lifted up to view not nature, but the culture that consumed nature hidden behind the veil. We, humans, are about to see the 'alien' in us, it seems to be showing. We are the 'Other' we were unable to see.
When we view wendigo psychosis in the model of Lacan's real I find that it is merely a hypothetical threat, like that of the shadow monster one feels at their back after turning the lights of their house off before going upstairs, that the person suffering from the psychosis has exacerbated an imaginary spook to an existential terror. Viewing it in a daoist sense it is a path which eclipses yours, a force so terrible and great that you can do nothing but be overwritten by it. Similar to machine elves/the grays, they are hypothetical currents of life that oppress, slaughter, stalk and manipulate us with total supremacy. But they are not real, merely forces within 'The Real' as Lacan would say. Thus, using a daoist approach, we can see these ideas as reflections of that Other which we generate and as such; are the true embodiments of. There is no wendigo; but there is the human who has the most refined hunting tools and techniques. A being capable of slaying any prey with naught but a violent instant preceded by a nigh limitless, silent patience and maneuvering. There are no grays; but we made and maintained Auschwitz. There are no machine elves; but imagine what the British and French and Americans look like to Africans, who have suffered multiple genocides and centuries of cold, concrete oppression at their hands in the name of modernity. I do not like monolithic theology because, as Terence himself said; "God" has been disneyfied. I prefer a cold, scientific approach to phenomena blended with the Bodhisattva's wise minded view of shunyata. Because of this I share Jung's view of psychedelics; "There are some poor impoverished creatures, perhaps, for whom mescalin would be a heaven-sent gift without a counterpoison, but I am profoundly mistrustful of the “pure gifts of the Gods.” "You pay very dearly for them. Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes. "This is not the point at all, to know of or about the unconscious, nor does the story end here; on the contrary it is how and where you begin the real quest. If you are too unconscious it is a great relief to know a bit of the collective unconscious. "But it soon becomes dangerous to know more, because one does not learn at the same time how to balance it through a conscious equivalent." I spent most of my youth in a profound, depressive neuroticism that led me to strip as much of the barrier between my consciousness and it's unconscious as possible so I didn't get too caught up in one of the suicidal urges that still haunt me. This internal undressing of my self culminated in a drug free seizure that completely obliterated/amalgamated my self. I have found retellings of datura trips that read like intense cannabis highs compared to my five simultaneous full body hallucinations. I experienced recursive geometric patterns made of "light" emanating from my "true self". I experienced timeless agony as though my body were twisted and broken while my flesh flash boiled, followed by a smooth timeless bliss as though I had become a summer breeze. The whole time my vessel curled up, fell to the floor and screamed. If I lost any more of my connection to my body I likely would have vegetized myself. It has taken nearly a decade to develop a conscious understanding of that event, but I know the whole process began by my insistence on incorporating more and more responsibility into my subconscious motives. Rut and rave within the experiences of our animal psychedelia, but respect reality. It is the Other, and as much as it should be feared and revered; It is so worthy of love. A love only we can give, as far as we can be certain, and who wants to be loved for being something they aren't?
'I am a human being and therefore, nothing human is alien to me.' The meaning-making task of poetry! I am an alien to myself looking for alignment - but that is only according to me.
Does Terence McKenna ever go into depth about cannabis trips? I’ve seen enough to know he favors psylocibin, but haven’t seen much on other psychedelics. I waited until I was 26 to try cannabis (coming from a religious mindset) but I straight up had visions. When I “come down” from my high it feels like I flip from a heavenly relaxed experience to a hellish one where I’m crippled by anxiety. My friends who are more ‘veteran’ smokers say that’s odd, that I should just relax. That experience deters me from stronger psychedelics.
I would smoke a 1 to 1. CBD to THC ratio. I never have known anyone to get anxiety from those kinds of cultivars. They breed a lot of the therapeutic benefits out to get the THC percentage numbers up so high.
@@natel9019 the “high” was very pleasant. I’d describe the “high” feeling very close to Jesus, with a divine peace. I saw through all the cultural bulls*** how we are pit against each other and can have peace if we put pride and ego to the side. This after I thought smoking cannabis would be a cardinal sin worthy of damnation. But what brought about the anxiety was the realization that I would forget the feeling, and inevitably fall back into “earthly” ego. I mean I smoked A LOT on my first time. I don’t know much about the strain other than it was a sativa, and my buddy I was smoking with was just mellow.
Projection of consciousness theory, samsara....but whose is the ultimate consciousness? Did yours project what you are reading here, or did another type it? The Other definitely exists, question is - does afterlife / pre-womb existence exist? We don't know for sure except all cultures bar modern say yes they do. I think they do, making this a sort of samsara hologram, but then I'm also an animist so I say rocks and water and air etc are their own consciousness...where are they all when all this isn't here? Just a different vibrational level? The essences remain.
