Meditation for November 21st
Tripping Without Drugs
Hallucinogens are a way for man to play with the very fabrics of heaven. People pay shamans to trip on ayahuasca in the Amazon rainforest, or for four bucks, you can put a small square piece of paper on your tongue.
The mind doesn’t need shrooms or cactus to leave the very moment of reality you are in to swim without the boundaries of time and space.
Hypnotism
Being hypnotized can cause the mind to let go of rational and logical thought and just let reality slide into the sea. How to hypnotize yourself: put on any ska album on repeat, and the repetition of all the songs that sound the same will start jarring your hold on reality. The more 90s the ska album, the more you will trip.
Fasting
Denying the body its basic needs is a sure way to help the mind lose control. Sit in a room or in a safe, natural environment for three or four days and wait for the magic to start. Don’t cheat. When it was more acceptable to take troubled teens and dump them in the wilderness to hopefully not die, they would usually end the trip by placing you by yourself under the guise of a “vision quest,” where you would fast and have a spiritual experience. I went on one, and all I did was masturbate and throw snowballs at birds in hopes of eating one.
Silence
Reality is described by language. Whenever you hear words come out of your or others’ mouths, you are having reality described, albeit poorly, and therefore forcing your mind to stay vigilant in this time and space. When we sit in silence, we also have to wait till the brain can’t form words anymore, and that, my friends, can take a long time. Not recognizing the limitations of language will help us let go of what we believe and see all that is possible.
Leave for a silent retreat near a waterfall and try to think in language. What does a dog think when it sees a waterfall without language?
Disease
Battling for your life against a fatal disease can cause a slip in the matrix and see the world for what it really is: just a series of painful mishaps and bumbling in the dark, feeling for meaning, but instead find a lonely road to death. That’s fucking trippy. The only time I have been truly able to live in the very moment has been in the throes of Cancer. While it is the envy of every Buddhist monk and recovering alcoholic to be in the moment, when you can’t escape the moments, you can’t help but know that reality is meaningless. Without something made up to create some sense to all the absurdities of the human experience, existence can become unbearable. Then the weight of reality breaks, and we want nothing to do with anything real ever again.
Keep using nicotine and having unprotected sex.
Become religious
I don’t mean a little church, a prayer, I mean complete immersion and faith. I mean, you would kill those who defy your God, and you would smite those who believe in false gods. You are not eating donuts and shaking hands, you are training how to use an AR-15 in Montana, and worrying about the federal government taking that AR-15 away, and how the vaccines are punching UPCs into babies’ brains to be sold like cattle for the Social Security gestapo that is trying to convince us that we landed on the moon. You know, that religious.
Before the Americans made Christianity a billion-dollar industry, the Christians were into the ascetic life, just like what you think of when you think of a Buddhist Monk. The part of asceticism that these Christians preached before it became a propaganda machine for capitalism was to self-negate anything and everything that got in the way of the soul and god. Godt included money, power, family, and even needs like food and sleep. These dudes would trip balls and write shit down, shit that now is used to direct our foreign policies and why our military is always busy, but those desert fathers would trip so hard!
Gamble
Steal a bunch of money from someone you love dearly. I mean, all their money. Gamble it. Put it all on red 15 or the Cleveland Browns. Lose. Feel that feeling of all your loved ones’ money gone, and you can’t do anything to pay them back because it is thousands of dollars that you stole. You thought you’d just be able to win and pay them back, and even give them some of the winnings, but it didn’t land on red 15, or the Cleveland Browns didn’t win. You feel your balls fly up into your stomach. Fucking trip balls.
You’ll have mini-trips every time you see that loved one after that. It’ll be like a flashback from cracking your back.
Frogger
Just run across the freeway without looking to and fro. If you don’t get killed, you will be so high on adrenaline that you will trip. The closer to death you get, the higher you’ll get. The safer you try to live, the lower you will feel. God didn’t put us on this earth to try to dodge accidents that might not happen; we are placed here to get into trouble on purpose.
Ignore expiration dates.
Blue Notes
Trippy music might work. Also, playing the same note over and over again can cause an almost hypnotic effect and might make one trip.
Quitting
Do a bunch of drugs and drink a lot for several years. Then stop. Wicked trippy
Natural eyes (or Raw Dogging Life)
Don’t look at any screen, be it a phone, TV, computer, pad, or monitor. Maybe it’s reality that’s trippy, and all of this is just the projectors’ projections of our fake reality through portals like phones, TVs, computers, pads, and monitors. If you do this for a long time, you will stop understanding what people are talking about because they will only have the things they saw on their phones, TV, tablet, and monitors as conversational topics, and you haven’t seen or heard of any of those things. Get tripped out by how much that person will realize they have nothing for you. You will see fear in a pair of eyes you have never seen before. You will get high off of baffling people with having no cultural frame to fall back on.
Prayer
Patecatl,
God of healing and fertility,
And the creator of peyote,
Allow me to slip from my reality,
And dream while awake,
Let me slip from the laws and mandates of reality,
So I can think more clearly.
Allow me the chance to see the waves crash on the heavens,
And all the molecules dance as you have once danced,
As I wait at this late-night open Wendy’s drive-through.
Amen.
Craft
You know how Jackson Pollock would splash different paints on a huge canvas?
Yeah?
Do that.
See if you see anything.
Goal
As we get older, it gets harder and harder to use our imaginations, especially if we aren’t allowed to or if we feel restricted. As children, we used to stare out the window and make up whole worlds, but now we stare out the window and wish we weren’t at work anymore, and we want to be out of work and doing something to escape, like drinking or watching TV. Maybe play with dolls instead, and even make funny voices for them.