Have you seen the wall?

No matter where I go, it's never any closer or any further away. It's just there, just far enough away to be 'in the distance' but too close, too close.

The lights are what bother me the most, I think. Watchful, searching.

They make me think 'searchlight' but there's no actual light casting them, no explicit source.

It's so difficult to explain it clearly. It seems to be things, but only in seeming. It gives the impression of battlements, but the top of the wall isn't toothed.

I don't know.

Hasn't anyone seen it? Out there, just to the right?

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>>18357890
I once took 10 tabs of acid* and saw the wall.

It looked like the surface of a roiling ocean except that it was sideways (up down). If you looked directly at it, it would always be off to the side, roiling and churning.

Our world was the air 'above' the water, and the other side of the wall was a different, more real, world. No matter how much I walked towards it, it was just out of reach. No matter how much I looked for it, it was off to the side.

I don't think you can get through the wall by will, force, practice, or dedication. You have to let go. You don't 'cross' the wall, you transcend it. The wall becomes irrelevant, when you pull that other world into yourself.


Hope that helps.

*(Also, don't take 10 tabs of acid)

The forests on the mountain are dark.

I've always considered them hateful, and forbidding.

But I'm glad for them, now.

The trees and the darkness block sightlines. As long as I stay on the mountain, as long as I stay among the trees, I don't have to see the wall.

The lights cannot brighten the darkness on this mountain.

I am glad for it.

The wall is love, the wall is life. I have seen these walls, mirror wall, needle wall. Wall made of naked humans. Walls made of skulls, walla on the walls and walls made of bulls, anything you can think of can be a wall, whether it is big small tall of wide anything can be a wall. Today we learned your imagination is a powerful tool. Thank you for coming to sesame street.

I've seen a lot of walls. Ask me anything.

WE DON'T NEED NO EDUCATION

>>18359707

Walls made of Mexicans?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UpO5vO33pTM

We sleep together, with a pillow in the middle.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tNTjNkD7ifU

>>18357941
>*(Also, don't take 10 tabs of acid)
Sounds like a lot of anxiety in that experience. Was it overbearing, or was it something you just rode and was serene in riding?

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>>18360070
What I wrote is all I can remember before waking up in the hospital. I wasn't dear death, I just lost the ability to speak and no one knew what was wrong with me.

Magic, ritual, meditation, lucid dreaming, and astral projection take years of practice. Hallucinogens are like being picked up by the nut sack and smashed head first into ascension. The stuff you learn that way rarely 'sticks'. Most people don't derive much benefit from them unless they were ready to 'change' already.

I do remember one other tiny thing. A voice told me as I woke up in the hospital that the meaning of life is, "Love and Change In Small Steps"

Hope that helps.

no but at some point in my life i could see a huge door in my vision.

some kind of castle gate. black and big.