11-17-2009, 02:11 PM
Some will call this experience nothing more than a drug induced delusion, and heck maybe they are right, but I don't think so. There are a lot of different things that happend outside the box.
Ahktu, you post "There were several times when I began to open my 3rd eye of purely natural means and ended up freaking out and having to shut it again"...
I think by the time I truely began to ponder the question, I had completely 100% accepted that the life I had known was gone, and there was no road back. The only thing that existed was the light, the dark, and the choice/question/answer.
I very much simplified the choice in my story. The dark way was very frightening. Totally terrifying. It also had another aspect, which was shame, and the shame was mine. IT was extreme shame. It was like the shame of a hundred murdering rapists that was mine to bare alone. It was as if I had commited the most horrible crime against all of humanity and the world, and I was going to be punished for it, and it was this fact caused me to continue to try and solve the riddle, desperately.
I don't know what the question is, and I don't know what the answer is today. I don't think you can form the question with words. What I do know is that it is a paradox. It is both the hardest question and the easiest question ever devised. Also the question IS the answer. That doesn't make sense, but that is what it is.
One last thing. Upon "answering" the riddle I discovered that all of the life I had kown before was/is a very cleverly devised paractical joke. I'm serious. The illusion we call life is a practical joke that we play on ourselves, and we participate in it freely and willingly, over and over again. In other words, we choose this space we inhabit to experience love, shame , guilt, laughter, happiness and everything else, and when it comes time, we go "ha ha ha, tricked you!!!!", and then we say "ahh that was funny, you got me... Let's do it again!! horrray!"
Ahktu, you post "There were several times when I began to open my 3rd eye of purely natural means and ended up freaking out and having to shut it again"...
I think by the time I truely began to ponder the question, I had completely 100% accepted that the life I had known was gone, and there was no road back. The only thing that existed was the light, the dark, and the choice/question/answer.
I very much simplified the choice in my story. The dark way was very frightening. Totally terrifying. It also had another aspect, which was shame, and the shame was mine. IT was extreme shame. It was like the shame of a hundred murdering rapists that was mine to bare alone. It was as if I had commited the most horrible crime against all of humanity and the world, and I was going to be punished for it, and it was this fact caused me to continue to try and solve the riddle, desperately.
I don't know what the question is, and I don't know what the answer is today. I don't think you can form the question with words. What I do know is that it is a paradox. It is both the hardest question and the easiest question ever devised. Also the question IS the answer. That doesn't make sense, but that is what it is.
One last thing. Upon "answering" the riddle I discovered that all of the life I had kown before was/is a very cleverly devised paractical joke. I'm serious. The illusion we call life is a practical joke that we play on ourselves, and we participate in it freely and willingly, over and over again. In other words, we choose this space we inhabit to experience love, shame , guilt, laughter, happiness and everything else, and when it comes time, we go "ha ha ha, tricked you!!!!", and then we say "ahh that was funny, you got me... Let's do it again!! horrray!"