With all of the strides and friggin leaps in technology, you would think that idiots like me could have some kind of "NERDBOT" watching me mess with the settings...
I spent all morning saving my computer.
Why can't a little box pop up, "Are you SUUUURREE?? you want to do that?" Or more effectively:
"Don't do that dumba$$ your going to crash your computer." Please invest in NERDBOT!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Magic mushrooms for the dying... Psychedelic experience as therapy
"The world was made up of jewels and I was in a dome.... I saw how beautiful the world can be." -67 year old woman description of her drug trip
So I stumbled on this article about psychedelic drug trials and this woman that had a spiritual/psychedelic experience during a study on Psilocybin, the active drug in magic mushrooms. I just couldn't help but wonder what the hell she did with the other 67 years of her life waiting for that experience?
And then I realized, that as a culture we don't stress the significance of a spiritual epiphanies, and we don't really do anything to promote a healthy exploration of ourselves in this way.
When we see it in other countries, rural villages, and even subcultures it's portrayed as drug induced. This is not the case. You know the Evangelical preachers? The one always yelling, "channeling god" to heal by parading the old and sick on a stage and then bellow, "HOLY FATHER PLEASE TAKE THIS PERSONS PAIN AWAY, PLEASE HEAVENLY FATHER UP ABOVE, LET THIS PERSON SEE THE BEAUTY THAT IS YOU!" and then the guy slaps the person's forehead and they fall to the ground.
All this looks so over the top, silly to most. But in all actuality, that person is having a psychedelic experience. If not at the moment, but later when they count the chunk of change donated to the church, but I digress... Did you know that in some sects of Evangelicals, they work themselves up to a point where they are in a trance and "speak in tongues?" The psychedelic experience is here in our society, but it's not the norm. Which is sad because it's not always a freak event that it's made up to be.
What if you could have a psychedelic/spiritual experience every day? That's my favorite part about raising my son. Everyday he sees or learns something that totally blows his mind. When you feel everything as a beautiful happening, life becomes an amazing splendor of psychedelic experience.
Now if that was a drug, I would take it....
Here are the articles that I mentioned above, check it out it's pretty interesting.
Cancer patients try out psychedelic drug - latimes.com
Placebo Journal Blog: Medical Humor With A Purpose: Shrooming For Anxiety
So I stumbled on this article about psychedelic drug trials and this woman that had a spiritual/psychedelic experience during a study on Psilocybin, the active drug in magic mushrooms. I just couldn't help but wonder what the hell she did with the other 67 years of her life waiting for that experience?
And then I realized, that as a culture we don't stress the significance of a spiritual epiphanies, and we don't really do anything to promote a healthy exploration of ourselves in this way.
When we see it in other countries, rural villages, and even subcultures it's portrayed as drug induced. This is not the case. You know the Evangelical preachers? The one always yelling, "channeling god" to heal by parading the old and sick on a stage and then bellow, "HOLY FATHER PLEASE TAKE THIS PERSONS PAIN AWAY, PLEASE HEAVENLY FATHER UP ABOVE, LET THIS PERSON SEE THE BEAUTY THAT IS YOU!" and then the guy slaps the person's forehead and they fall to the ground.
All this looks so over the top, silly to most. But in all actuality, that person is having a psychedelic experience. If not at the moment, but later when they count the chunk of change donated to the church, but I digress... Did you know that in some sects of Evangelicals, they work themselves up to a point where they are in a trance and "speak in tongues?" The psychedelic experience is here in our society, but it's not the norm. Which is sad because it's not always a freak event that it's made up to be.
What if you could have a psychedelic/spiritual experience every day? That's my favorite part about raising my son. Everyday he sees or learns something that totally blows his mind. When you feel everything as a beautiful happening, life becomes an amazing splendor of psychedelic experience.
Now if that was a drug, I would take it....
Here are the articles that I mentioned above, check it out it's pretty interesting.
Cancer patients try out psychedelic drug - latimes.com
Placebo Journal Blog: Medical Humor With A Purpose: Shrooming For Anxiety
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
And now...I give you...this!!!!
I had something really clever to talk about. I tried to work it out with my inner critic, but we don't really get along.
So what's a perfectionist to do?
No, seriously, what the hell?
So what's a perfectionist to do?
No, seriously, what the hell?
Who wants to hear from me???
Who in their right mind wants to listen to me talk? I thought that this is something friends put up with to be kind... hmmm... but after some encouragement, I figured I'd try this blogging thing.
So what's so special about me? I know that I have an insane desire for the truth, the story, the explanation of something I don't know about. "Curiouser and curiouser" cried by a young girl in a wonderland, this is pretty much my motto. I like to seek the unknown, and rather than accept any answer I will play with it until my mind is tripping over itself to stay sane. I am ruled by reason and logic, yet live by love and compassion. This can make for good discussions and some heated arguments. Above all else, I am a creature of honesty, combined with an innocent curiosity, I tend to offend. All right, enough of this. I'm going to bed, to argue with myself of the point of this damn blog.
So what's so special about me? I know that I have an insane desire for the truth, the story, the explanation of something I don't know about. "Curiouser and curiouser" cried by a young girl in a wonderland, this is pretty much my motto. I like to seek the unknown, and rather than accept any answer I will play with it until my mind is tripping over itself to stay sane. I am ruled by reason and logic, yet live by love and compassion. This can make for good discussions and some heated arguments. Above all else, I am a creature of honesty, combined with an innocent curiosity, I tend to offend. All right, enough of this. I'm going to bed, to argue with myself of the point of this damn blog.
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