I recently happened across a bottle of oxycodone. How? I won't say. But after watching a certain person-to-remain-nameless experiment with these pills, and spending an hour with him looking on Yahoo Answers to try to find out how much oxycodone it took to overdose, I decided that I would avoid medication like this. It scares the shit out of me. If I ever break a bone (never have) and need to take pain medication, I think I will just use the age-old method of biting down on a stick and screaming for a while. Something about oxy, vicodin, percaset, and morphine just seems very frightening to me - maybe the fact that they are all forms of synthsized heroin?
Anyway, that got me thinking about addictions. Because they do happen, no matter what people say. I should know - I am battling a few right now. And the thing is, one can be addicted to anything - its often assumed to be drugs or alcohol or porn or other things generally viewed as taboo, but one can be addicted to a person or a place or a thing as well. I recently quit smoking for the first and hopefully the last time. I actually quit smoking marijuana for the most part as well, but that was a while ago. Surprisingly, or maybe not surprisingly at all, marijuana was easy to quit. Cloves are another story altogether. I find my brain running back to them constantly, and it is incredibly hard to think of other things at times. I have two open (mostly finished) packs on my shelf, and I can't throw them away. I plan on it every time I leave the room, but as soon as I see them, I just can't get rid of them. It's a very strange feeling for me.
All this rambling made me think about DMT. Such a weird substance. Machine elves? I don't really understand it, but at the same time, I think I do. Apparently, DMT is a naturally secreted substance in our brains that is responsible for dreams. Now, all my information is coming straight from Wikipedia, but wouldn't it be logical to assume that people with more vivid imaginations have brains that secrete more DMT? I would love to meet these machine elves someday. DMT users make it sound like such a unique experience, but if all it takes is a dream, then I don't see what the big deal is. Maybe "machine elves" is just a way DMT users describe their experiences because they can't remember them. Maybe all DMT users are experiencing is a sleepless dream. What I find most interesting is that your brain secretes a huge amount of the chemical when you die. So you do enter a permanent dream world when you die?
I suddenly understand why Heaven and Hell exist. They are a total human construction, but they do exist. But everyone has a different Heaven or Hell. These places are the construct of our deathbed DMT secretions. Of course a bad person would have nightmares, bad dreams - a result of a guilty conscience, or simply a rotten mind. And a happy person would have nice dreams. Therefore, I believe, starting now, that Heaven and Hell do exist, but as different places in each and every one of our minds. And one or the other will be accessed only when we die.
Perhaps our knowledge (if you can call it that) of these places comes from those who are able to achieve enlightenment, or trance, or have visions. I believe that each of these experiences is simply a more vivid dream, and therefore DMT must play a role. So perhaps some of us have truly visited a Heaven or Hell, not necessarily the Heaven or Hell of their deaths, but a Heaven or Hell of that time in their lives. So their may be some fact in this after all.
I constantly find myself reevaluating myself spiritually because I have thoughts like these. I am not sure what I am - not an atheist or an agnostic, but I don't think I fit a single religion either. I want to think about this problem, though, so expect more on my beliefs later.
Anyway, that got me thinking about addictions. Because they do happen, no matter what people say. I should know - I am battling a few right now. And the thing is, one can be addicted to anything - its often assumed to be drugs or alcohol or porn or other things generally viewed as taboo, but one can be addicted to a person or a place or a thing as well. I recently quit smoking for the first and hopefully the last time. I actually quit smoking marijuana for the most part as well, but that was a while ago. Surprisingly, or maybe not surprisingly at all, marijuana was easy to quit. Cloves are another story altogether. I find my brain running back to them constantly, and it is incredibly hard to think of other things at times. I have two open (mostly finished) packs on my shelf, and I can't throw them away. I plan on it every time I leave the room, but as soon as I see them, I just can't get rid of them. It's a very strange feeling for me.
All this rambling made me think about DMT. Such a weird substance. Machine elves? I don't really understand it, but at the same time, I think I do. Apparently, DMT is a naturally secreted substance in our brains that is responsible for dreams. Now, all my information is coming straight from Wikipedia, but wouldn't it be logical to assume that people with more vivid imaginations have brains that secrete more DMT? I would love to meet these machine elves someday. DMT users make it sound like such a unique experience, but if all it takes is a dream, then I don't see what the big deal is. Maybe "machine elves" is just a way DMT users describe their experiences because they can't remember them. Maybe all DMT users are experiencing is a sleepless dream. What I find most interesting is that your brain secretes a huge amount of the chemical when you die. So you do enter a permanent dream world when you die?
I suddenly understand why Heaven and Hell exist. They are a total human construction, but they do exist. But everyone has a different Heaven or Hell. These places are the construct of our deathbed DMT secretions. Of course a bad person would have nightmares, bad dreams - a result of a guilty conscience, or simply a rotten mind. And a happy person would have nice dreams. Therefore, I believe, starting now, that Heaven and Hell do exist, but as different places in each and every one of our minds. And one or the other will be accessed only when we die.
Perhaps our knowledge (if you can call it that) of these places comes from those who are able to achieve enlightenment, or trance, or have visions. I believe that each of these experiences is simply a more vivid dream, and therefore DMT must play a role. So perhaps some of us have truly visited a Heaven or Hell, not necessarily the Heaven or Hell of their deaths, but a Heaven or Hell of that time in their lives. So their may be some fact in this after all.
I constantly find myself reevaluating myself spiritually because I have thoughts like these. I am not sure what I am - not an atheist or an agnostic, but I don't think I fit a single religion either. I want to think about this problem, though, so expect more on my beliefs later.
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