posted on Sep, 23 2009 @ 05:07 AM
I had an experience with '___', but it was endogenously produced, in my own brain, which high-lights the ridiculous nature of the drug laws. A class A
hallucinogen that every single person on the planet would test positive for.
Anyway, I drowned (i.e.: actually began to breathe water) and was under the water for a couple of minutes before being rescued by my brother. I was
none too gracious about being rescued, as it had ripped me from the most beautiful experience of my life. It just happened that it was also the moment
of my death. I was surrounded by the most beautiful, indescribable colours that even now I can only vaguely recall. The over-riding emotion was NOT
fear, fear played no part in the experience from the secodn I realised that I was slipping beneathe the surface. The emotion I felt most strongly, and
have never felt more strongly, was love. I was immersed in love, and "knew" that this was not an end but a beginning. I could feel "other" beyond
the light and colours, but couldn't perceive anyone directly.
It was at this point I felt the intense pain of my hair being used to haul me to the surface, and I began to cough up water and returned to a world of
pain. It was a sheer fluke that my brother managed to find me. A large group of us had gone for a midnight swim, and left a couple to get better
aquainted in the rubber dinghy. We all swam back but I developed serious cramps in my legs and couldn't move them, than my arms stopped working.
Before I went under I remember thinking that nobody was close enough to save me so I didn't even cryy out before slipping beneath the surface. The
fluke wwas that my brother happened to look back just as I went under, and managed to swim right down to get the faint light from the moon behind
where I was, otherwise I would have been invisible.
I began to look at the mechanism of death, the tibetan buddhist bardos, dmt through McKenna and Strassman, and became convinced that that was what I
I was not a strong swimmer before this happened. There was alwayys a slight fear of the water. Now I have no fear of water, nor drowning, nor any
death. Particularly since my life is now an unending stream of agony (a fact m simplistic mammal brain can't help associating with the fact that I
"cheated" death half a lifetime ago) I look forward to death. It really does seem like a great adventure.
We need to fight to get rid of this astoundingly nonsensical classification of '___', present in every animal on the planet and likely responsible for
our transition from this life to whatever follows it, as an illegal drug.
It was declared illegal because the US's CIA could not control it, but realised it's power. It was NEVER considered a recreational drug, but a way
of exploring reality. The intensity of an exogenous '___' experience is not for the faint hearted.