/lit/ - Literature

>>16629985
The Monad contains within it the potentiality of the material world. In the Pleroma, all things, all ideals are balanced and in harmony with their antipodes. The material world is the result of the emanations of the Monad being out of balance, the thought of Sophia without her partner. It is an incomplete and hideous aspect of the Monad.

>What if we keep on reducing the wavelength (which is to say, the distance between two consecutive peaks or troughs, traditionally written as lambda, λ) until we reach the point where λ = 0, what happens to this marvellously harmonious undulation then? At this point, as any physics student will tell you, what we end up with is a flat line, since the positive and negative phases cancel each other out perfectly. In terms of sound, what we end up with is the situation where everything is perfectly silent. But this is not the stillness of inertia or passivity – it is not a dead or stagnant silence that we are talking about but something entirely different. As the wavelength λ of the vibration tends to zero (or, conversely, as the frequency F tends to infinity) then the energy carried by that vibration increases and increases until it reaches an infinite value.

I used to read a ton of trip reports years ago. Most are "meh," but sometimes people capture otherworldly subjective experience in great prose.

The William James story about nitrous always gets me. Here is one I read years and years ago I just thought of. Acid, nitrous, and salvia, while in a sensory deprivation set up whew...

https://erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=70438

Share the best you recall.

>Vape tube in one hand, whipped cream in the other, I took in and held several hits of the salvia (I do not recall exactly the number, but I would put it between 5 and 8), experiencing the same rising cloud of confusion and removal of aspects of self as last time, along with the special gravity beginning to move me back into my skull. This time though the effects, due to taking more hits with more salvia in the vape, and the Ganzfeld, built up quite quickly. I felt I was barely able to get off the nitrous hit while still able to function. I inhaled and leaned back into the floor.


>With no build up, within an instant, it was all of it, everything, like nothing I had ever experienced before-

>I was falling back into my imploding skull
>Falling backwards
>Back back back
>And into-
>Falling…


>And it is all eternal >nothingness and I’m all gone, >all but my tongue and my >teeth, they are my everything- >tap the teeth with the tongue- >"what is that?” What is? Then >the tongue and teeth disappear and there is no body, just a wisp of I, cart wheeling in the engulfing nothingness. Then nothing…

>Gravity in the back of my head.
>Gravity sucking in everything.
>A black hole in my skull,
spinning,
>consuming everything.


>My vision and hearing shut down entirely and I lost all sense of my body, though I had the distinct feeling of being “something” through powerful sensation of rushing backwards I felt. The white noise faded into a cascade of unchanging sensory waterfall that became a sonic pulsing of my entire being. For an indeterminate amount of time I simply was not. Then out of it I became aware that I was, and had begun quite recently to be. As I continued to be I felt myself expand out of nothing, I began to grow. This feeling was akin to a sense of birth and then growing up and maturing in life. I felt a strange sense of removed pride in my expansion, not unlike that which comes from beating a level of a video game that hasn’t fully captured my interest. This continued for a while and I continued to grow, expanding into the nothingness. After a time my parents appeared to me in a blurred conceptual form. They were thoroughly chastising me for being so amazingly high, so altered. Although my sense of sight had shut down I saw them, as if in a dream, as large hulking cartoon bears towering over my expanding, but still small child entity.