you know that thing people say about how everyone’s last thought is of their mother or their home?
when i first took LSD i experienced an ego death, and just before fully letting go i thought to myself “how will i tell my mum i died?”
it was, to put it blunt, quite fucking terrifying. thankfully i had enough logic in me to calm myself down and fully let go to experience it, after the you dies the world becomes so– fresh. i felt like an alien experiencing the Earth for the first time, there was no barrier between me and the world, because for a few hours there was no “me”
Damn that must be scary in the moment, but also what an interesting experience, was that feeling of seeing the world with a new perspective temporary or do you feel it left any lasting impact?
it’d be impossible to live like that, but for a while it felt like being born again
and it definitely left a lasting impact on me, everything was so easily beautiful. usually you have to look to notice the beauty, but then it was all apparent and awe-inspiring, i was thinking about the concepts of hospitality and langauge, as well as look at the setting sunlight dancing in the window
i could write a book attempting to describe that evening, and even then it wouldn’t be a perfect description, it’s something you have to experience
I assume you mean ego death and not literal death
You have to type louder for them to get your message in the spirit world.
Nope, literal death.
fun(?) fact! ego death feels like death :D
you know that thing people say about how everyone’s last thought is of their mother or their home?
when i first took LSD i experienced an ego death, and just before fully letting go i thought to myself “how will i tell my mum i died?”
it was, to put it blunt, quite fucking terrifying. thankfully i had enough logic in me to calm myself down and fully let go to experience it, after the you dies the world becomes so– fresh. i felt like an alien experiencing the Earth for the first time, there was no barrier between me and the world, because for a few hours there was no “me”
Damn that must be scary in the moment, but also what an interesting experience, was that feeling of seeing the world with a new perspective temporary or do you feel it left any lasting impact?
it was temporary but unforgettable
it’d be impossible to live like that, but for a while it felt like being born again
and it definitely left a lasting impact on me, everything was so easily beautiful. usually you have to look to notice the beauty, but then it was all apparent and awe-inspiring, i was thinking about the concepts of hospitality and langauge, as well as look at the setting sunlight dancing in the window
i could write a book attempting to describe that evening, and even then it wouldn’t be a perfect description, it’s something you have to experience