originally posted by Ain Soph
The use of such drugs can definetly help in altering/showing one a different and new perspective. But these drugs can easily become a crutch that inhibits your ability to see past them. I wouldnt recomend it for anyone who doesnt know what they want out of the deal.
I am reminded of Alan Watts' sentiment about LSD: "Once you get the message, hang up the phone."
originally posted by arthra
Anyway in the ensuing months my friend became progressively more withdrawn and eventually couldn't function on his job...then he disappeared.. I didn't see him for months and had no idea what happened to him. Finally when I did see him he was an emaciated shell of his former self and had become disabled ...unable to work at all.
That is a pretty unfortunate story, arthra. Was it specifically LSD that did this, or had he started using other drugs?
originally Posted by I, Brian
Well, there's a difference between the role of hallucinagencis for spiritual development, and Leary wanting to transform the USA by dropping acid in the water supply.
I, personally, share this viewpoint, as well. I think that many individuals that have used psychedelics in the past for personal spiritual experience are still somewhat weirded out by Leary's almost obsessive quest to get it down the throats of every adult he could find (and children as young as 9!). There is a difference, I think, between an individual holding that a drug like LSD can provide spiritual experience, and another individual that insists it should be the revolutionary drug of the nation. The difference is one of scope, really.
I know people that have gone through it and have had great experiences
I have never used LSD in my life. There was a time in my life once when I used mushrooms, though, and I can tell you that it proved, paradoxically, to be one of the most terrifying instances in my life, and also one of the most life-changing in a positive sense. I was that person that got "stuck" in a bad trip, and frankly it was one of the most horrifying experiences I feel that I've ever endured.
Was it spiritual? Well, I won't jump to conclusions, though in my case, it lead to my becoming very interested in spirtuality, and whether or not the spiritual person that writes this post now was made so by mushrooms specifically...it's hard to say. Before I had taken mushrooms, I knew little or nothing of religion and spirituality played pretty much no part in my life. That was my attitude then. I noticed three particular aspects of the experience, which I can remember quite vivdly even today.
1) I got the distinct sensation that "I", whatever that is, most genuinely did not exist.
2) All of the preconceptions I had in my life flashed wildly before my mind's eye and suddenly I saw the relativity in every one of them...clearly.
3) I felt a distinct change in myself. Where normally it would seem that body follows the mind in our day to day business, I felt as if I couldn't tell the difference. My mind wasn't leading my body, my body wasn't leading my mind.
Now, these experiences were not "happy-joy-joy" at the time
The terror that these perspectives induced was unbearable, and I was, in the most extreme use of the word, horrified by them. I think that in the weeks that followed many of my friends wondered if I was ever going to be okay
What was terrifying me was that I had no way of making sense of any of these experiences. I couldn't simply forget the powerful sensations I'd had, but they weren't intelligible to me whatsoever. When I picked up a book on Buddhism some time afterwards, and saw the notion of "no-self", I was startled beyond belief, and somehow, things began to change. For once, I felt like spirituality wasn't simply a myth. In the years that followed, I became interested in many aspects of world religion and philosophy, also taking a deeper look at Christianity (a religion which I had previously denounced) to find out it wasn't simply the the oppressive institution I once believed.
Spiritual? I, personally, think so. Necessary...well, I don't know...maybe. In one sense, I wonder if what mushrooms showed me back then was something I could've learned and experienced over time without their use. But, in another sense, I think that the reason these experiences proved so frigthening and amazingly difficult to digest was because I had built up an amazing resistance to experiencing those aspects of consciousness, a resistance I wasn't even aware existed. It is that which makes me wonder if what I experienced that day was most certainly spiritual...though if it was, it wasn't in a joyous sense, necessarily. The joy came later