ingesting 4 grams of psilocybin and listening to this particular audio transmission (three hour talk on youtube) mananana…. N…. parcival… fish….. noah….. nah.. cant be….
if you are reading this…. enjoy and embrace the eschaton that your the rational aspect of your mechanical ego keeps insisting is just a whimsical, illusory hallucination of your imprinted and naive circuitry you developed during adolescence. or not…. its up to you
Not to know one’s true identity is to be a mad, disensouled thing — a golem. And, indeed, this image, sick-eningly Orwellian, applies to the mass of human beings now living in the high-tech industrial democracies. Their authenticity lies in their ability to obey and follow mass style changes that are conveyed through the media. Immersed in junk food, trash media, and cryp-tofascist politics, they are condemned to toxic lives of low awareness. Sedated by the prescripted daily television fix, they are a living dead, lost to all but the act of consuming.Terence McKenna, Food Of The Gods: The Search For The Original Tree Of Knowledge (via b0dhi)