Okie dokie folks, the best of the best topics when it comes to working with drugs, just the best of the best in general. Integration.
Guess what good buddies? We bring some of the cool metaphysical shit into our space here. Integration, absolutely love it, the most important non-stop forever evolving aspect of all things. Applying the learnings to my life.
These topics, my life moving forward, it is all integration, every moment. So we’ll talk to now, reflect to then, understand how to learn in the medicine space. Take the lessons forward, biggest key, take the lessons forward. We learn to do this together in the funnest of ways, with drugs!!
Metaphysics, amongst other things, is the relationship between mind and matter, what we look at mostly here. We use the practical, and since we understand the practical we also use the impractical, knowing it too is practical.
To integrate first you must listen, hence the drug chapters that preceded this, can’t integrate if you’re not paying attention in the first place. We continue to learn to listen together, while we integrate the lessons from the listening. If you are not listening you cannot integrate, therefore what is the point of going to psychedelics? You are escaping in hope/belief/faith, we need to be there in truth.
Let’s be enough together
Guess what? Another guess what, and it is a bit of a warning too, we don’t only speak drugs here. In fact, friends, medicine will steadily become less of a focus as the topics move forward. In the process of removing most of them from my life completely so we talk in a different way, the same way still.
There are just a bunch of super duper awesome tools to help understand the medicine hallucinations. Yes, hallucinations and hallucinations only. Guys, there are no visions in drugs, only hallucinations. Scott, buddy, this is where you are wrong.
People, morons, I won’t call you too many names but we still need your attention. You add a substance to your body and get taken away it is a hallucination, you do not add a substance and get taken away it is a vision. Big difference, one comes spontaneously, the other does not, just like meditating, practicing versus meditating. Talk more to this with the Church folk in Part One, recap if you would like.
Arguing? Do we need to recap the meaning of attachment, belief, being stuck in the fad of what you are doing, forgetting its function? Ignoring its function completely is more to the point. Which is the Ayahuasca world, especially the traditional one which you seeker are trying to make something other than it is, completely ignoring the function, only paying attention to fad.
Are you still ignoring the practical simple function of the psychedelic family? Know yourself, the animal you are, start there. Medicine endpoint.
To learn and achieve the endpoint, call it what you want, when you get there you won’t call it that at all. You will realise the terrible you have done to your world with what you used to call it, what your ego needed this thing to be, the beliefs you pushed onto others, the infinite paths to freedom, or any full type of life, you blocked. Your own at the top of the list.
Tools for integrating the psychedelic experience are just pure awesome fun.
Dream interpretations, there is nothing better from a starting point, fun as hell too. Psychedelic trips and dreams are no different, none at all, the tools to understand them can be overlapped with amazing benefits. The learnings can be very simple.
Angel numbers, spirit animals, totems, cultures of the shit that present in the trip, where that creature came from, Gods, entities, words, names and a whole bunch of other stuff in the trips. Start here, start simply, start by trying to interpret the basics of the trip, the shit you see and can easily describe and remember.
Research all that and if you are paying attention themes will present, all the above puzzle pieces to the theme, the trip itself starts to make more sense. One begins to understand the journey, they are listening, can now take it forward, apply it to lives, integrate.
This is our sole tool here, sole outcome, to learn to apply the messages in the metaphysical, which of course is grounded, available due to the physical. The relationship between the drug entering my body and the way it interacts with my brain. Cannot be argued. Simple shit, let’s keep it that way. Keep shit simple, remove the violence caused by the total ignorance which belief is, move forward in opening myself up, live a truly beautiful life that is beyond words friggin’ awesome.
Belief, to recap the definition for you, is a guess that I really really really really really really really want to to be true besides there being no evidence. In fact, my guess is so strong I will ignore it all, every piece of evidence ever presented. Then, I will also somehow believe I add value to this world. People, if I believe is any part of your being, any at all, you are living in hell and the only place you are leading others, in particular all those people you love, is right there with you.
We learn above all here freedom is available to everyone, there is no exclusivity, we learn belief is the only barrier. Belief is merely a function, a tool, of ego. We learn belief and the medicine space have absolutely no business interacting with one another. That in actuality belief and freedom is a complete, the completest, of all oxymorons.
So here, we continue the conversation of removing belief from our lives. I’ll help you by showing and teaching the practical, the physcial within the metaphysical.
Yeah buddy, it is going to be super simple, too simple for your ego to be able to handle, you are going to have to put it away or you will be left well well behind. Like you are already, I have left you in my spiritual growth wake, there is no spiritual, for you to catchup you are going to have to accept this too.
It’ll be hard, but I believe in you bud, believe in you too, the only belief a person needs. The rest is pure bollocks, lies, holding the gate open to hell for everyone you interact with.
Know don’t believe, know you are enough, we all are. Let’s be enough together.
The well is dry
When tripping we already know what we are going to learn on the spot and the things that will come to our attention when they are needed. Not consciously of course, it comes from the thing within this thing that is trying to get you to get out of its way.
I mentioned my last DMT trip alone, 12 months ago, and an image that was part of it, it was the main part. The creature that is the photo behind part two of our journey together was basically exactly as it is now. It was holding that heavy looking thing and on top of the heavy thing was a big bucket which inside had four buckets.
They weren’t buckets though, ancient stone things, like the photo again, more sandy colour.
Above was a stone wall with a spout coming out of it, the creature was holding the buckets under it but there was no water, or whatever it was waiting for. Going to assume water.
The first image presented when sitting in a cafe in Puyo with Anja the last time we would see one another. It was just before having the final conversation about discriminating when the words I say are the truth and hers are a fairytale, while also being true. Her take on medicine not being drugs is the height of ignorance, hence it is fairytale, the basic definition of how they all work is the same as every other drug, they are a drug. It cannot be argued.
This thing is doing heavy lifting, it is hunched, the face is not comfortable or in a state of fun, joy, happiness. It is doing a lot of work for very little reward.
Today, the rest of the image came together while sitting in the thermal baths here in Banos. Had spent ages getting in and out of the hottest bath, the last time only had 45 seconds left in me and was about to leave. Hadn’t had an interest in the cooler, but still beautifully warm, pool next to it as it was super full when I got there.
Now, however, walking away it was much less full, I could get myself a seat on the ledge where it is possible to sit comfortably. Decided against it. Five seconds later, fuck it, so sat down in it.
Wasn’t too close to the ladies to my left but where I sat meant nobody else could fit there when heaps of room was available. Slid as far to my right as possible, right next to the spout which is constantly delivering the beautifully warm water to the pool.
The spout itself was the same as all the buckets the thing, monkey, was holding in the trip. The dry spout itself was the same as the inside of the bucket delivering the water. Yeah, tripping is awesome, purely cool awesomeness.
Have given away all the drugs with no motivation to touch them again, cannabis excepted, and the rest of the trip reveals itself. Laughed, a little laugh and it all clicked. The click, its when you know you have integrated the experience. Haven’t touched any DMT product since this trip with the exception of supporting others.
The message was the well is dry Fred, there is nothing more to learn about yourself from this stuff, you are completely the animal you are. You do not discriminate in any way, react at all, do things without understanding why you do them, words mean nothing to you. It’s the end point bud, you do not live in or tolerate ignorance. Medicine 101 achieved.
Now it is time to fill myself in other ways, learn new things, experience true love shared, a family, community, the universe in the freest of ways.
Hence the reason it showed with Anja in the way it did. I’d need to do all the heavy lifting, putting up with rubbish, until discrimination and ignorance weren’t the dominant force in her life anymore. The point it does not take five conversations to listen on basic simplicities. Still, sadly, the medicine being drugs firstly, not there at all, she does not want to understand, chooses ignorance consciously, the entire medicine world is the same. The new christians.
It is not what I want, a new version of christian in my life. Would take a long time for real progress and I wouldn’t consider family with her until such time as this crap was gone.
With that. Everybody moves on, I continue to wait. Fantastic.
Post Trip Review
Integration starts the moment the trip concludes, or alternatively one wakes up remembering their dream, or another alternatively someone has a spontaneous vision.
It is important to take the time to reflect on everything that we experience throughout. There are many ways to do it, my favourite is to take one A4 piece of paper and draw everything on the one side, trying to keep it in sequence. Very simple pictures that can be drawn very quickly so the next detail flows, then the one after, the one after, etcetera.
Little details are important, especially if you recall them. A red and white chequered flag in an Iboga trip for example, seems insignificant but nothing is insignificant during these things. The flag I researched and researched, similar to the old flag used to signal the end of a car race or practice session (may still be used), but not the same.
Further research and found that the flag exists in only one place in the world, is not even a country flag, instead a region within the Netherlands. Important too, Holland was always an interest as it is the background of my father’s family, desired to get to know the origins and see if there was something there for me. So, when I left Gabon the final intention with the campervan in Europe was go to this place and see what it was all about.
Tripped balls on mushrooms, had a great time, stupid funny stories like the gay pickup spot but nothing there for me. The interest was removed my life, never need to return.
Hence, why I am doing what am doing now too, making my way to Lake Titicaca instead of straight to Guatemala. Titicaca has been a huge interest since I was about 13. Removing all interest and unresolved ideas/thoughts/wants/desires/needs from my being is the soul intention for now. When I get to home it is home, that’s it, stay there, fuck off more travelling, no more questions in regards to it.
The flag helped me to connect the smoking, safety and women dots. Went for a huge walk around the airport in Libreville the second last day before flying out, about two hours in and the smoking narrative came into my head.
Worked through it and got to the point where I was like, maybe, it has something to do with safety, possibly stems from the moment I was born, Mum would have stunk of them. At that very moment the only part of the whole fence that was painted appeared right next to me, of course it was red and white. Bam, medicine 101, pay fucking attention and do not dismiss anything.
Love to do the drawing because it takes fives minutes, not even, stick figures and the like are great. A few words but not many. Then, later, may write more detail, a story, whatever.
But, really, do whatever you want, what makes sense to you but I highly recommend that if you do write a story have an opening page that has the most basic detail where you can look and review very quickly.