Aspects of the Entheogenic Experience: Death/Rebirth
about a year and a half again i had the most powerful trip of my life. theres a lot that led up to why my trip went the way it did but ill just say the main things.
so i just ate an 8th and its starting to come on really strong. i go outside to go piss and i start seeing demon-like figures spewing out of this tree. i went inside and found myself in a dark room. it was here where i was sent to "limbo." as i was in this place, i was told of all my wrong doings and all my good deeds. i was judged and sent to hell. when i was going through this, the "mushroom god" or my "spirit guardian" (whichever you prefter) kept telling me that all i had lived for had been diminished; all of the money my parents put into schooling and my growing up, gone. I couldnt stop grieving over how i could never say im sorry or that i even loved them. "You're dead. You chose to eat these shrooms and now you're stuck here to live in your misery."
the next day i spent trying to process my trip. and i the one thing i really learned was that you've got to be able to let go. As soon as i accepted death, my trip slowly started to become more enjoyable. and i also learned that no matter how many times you've eaten shrooms or tripped on anything...respect the shit out of it because you will definitely be put in your place.BudSmoker - mushrooms
On a one special Entheogenic experience I saw death and rebirth through a Christian’s perspective. What I mean is I experienced heaven and hell and the depth of purgatory. Many times before have I experienced life and death but not actually a born again experience like this.
I was actually reborn in the light as I came into existence. I became me, not as before but as a new being just inserted into an existence already existing. I had just taken a mouth full of ergot wine, I allowed it to sit in my mouth for what seemed like and eternity swishing it around like it was Listerine, slowly feeling the wine ferment in my mouth. Thirty mins later I had to be alone, I secluded myself from the others at the far end of the house in the master bed room.
What happens next is still mind boggling. I wont go in to too much detail right now maybe some other time, but the first thing I see is a beautiful white star that grows and consumes everything the further in to this light I go, the better I feel, I start to forget everything and learn everything is alright consumed by a euphoric sensation of peace and happiness I panic remembering anything that feels to good to be true is.Frightened I search for a way out and slowly head away from the light as drunken euphoria washes off I feel a sense of relief as though I just retained my being. This is probably the closest to dying actually dying not just pondering death or envisioning the experience but actually never knowing me again.
From this stage I believe what I experienced next was a state of purgatory because there was only me, myself and I all looking at each other judging my self, this didn’t last long but I could see others achieving this level then staying there punishing them selves for the things they have done or believe or not, here is where hell can be afflicted to ones self. Worry that people are laughing at you? Worried about the way you look? Here is where worries become repetitive and repetitive and repetitive. Until you can conquer your fears here is where you will stay and this continues long after the drugs wear off. This is an everyday state of mind. Hell is spending a lifetime worrying.
cloudmover - ergot wine
Personally I think that every psychedelic experience is a death and rebirth cycle. We must die of self to live with god or the cosmos or whatever name you choose to give the infinite.
It felt like I was being pulled by the strongest force imaginable out of the body from above and behind my head. This whole process was shear terror because I realized that I was not in control. I was no longer steering the ship so to speak. Something had taken over and I felt tiny and useless compared to this huge and all powerful thing. I kept trying to run away from this pull with all my strength, but the effort was futile. It had control and there was nothing I could do, so I must have given in to it because the terror finally subsided. Now it has control and I am long gone, dissolved into the biggest clear ocean imaginable so to speak. It was like the mind had become the entire cosmos, and was infinite-clear air. It had no substance, no color, no shape, no sound, no smell, no characteristics, but at the same time no limitations or boundaries. It was like seeing through to the transparent nature of infinity without really seeing, and it is impossible to describe. I don't know how long this lasted, maybe it is still going on to a certain degree, but that was 7 years ago. I haven't tried psilocybin since then.
I think that what happened was only a tiny, brief, and incomplete glimpse into this "clear".John Croley - psilocybin mushrooms
Last time the mushroom spoke to me I was bewildered. I was rather naive at this time in my life and in a sort of spiritual limbo but thought I would be fine because my last mushroom trip went fantastic despite my terrible set & setting. My friends and I decided to eat 3.5 grams of an unknown strain of mushroom in my friends house.
The taste of these mushrooms was much worse than the last ones and the stem was longer and skinnier with a smaller cap. I felt the effects within only 5-10 minutes. The onset felt much more dirty and strange than the last batch. Within 20 minutes I found myself in one of the strangest & scariest trips of my entire life. We went outside to the deck and I promptly sat down and closed my eyes and saw organic imagery pulsating & vibrating in ways unbeknown to human linguistics.
I found myself in the Logo's that Terence McKenna always spoke of. I had this horrible feeling and I wished I never took the mushrooms and swore off drugs for the rest of my life. My mind was moving incredibly fast. I was exhibiting strange behaviour so my friends asked me if I was OK. I exclaimed "No, no, no" then silence. I just stopped talking, this I thought couldn't get any more intense.
Boy was I wrong, I don't remember this part but apparently we drove down to another friends house where they guided me to the living room area where I sat down immediately. At this point I lost my ego and didn't know anything really.
Pure awareness is all I was at this point. Ornate facets of color & sound permeated my existence. Everything that I considered reality before this trip was being re-arranged like there was nothing to it. When I came back to reality I was reborn and my spirit was renewed. This was the classic death & rebirth trip. My old ego was lost and I was given the wonderful gift to be a new person. Thanks for reading!
ParadigmShift22 - Psilocybin Mushrooms
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