Psychoid: "I was convinced that I was gonna die that night, but I just myself that it was the drug playing tricks on me, and that if I was really gonna die..."
I think this is a bad or misguided mindset to think about this experience in, although overall it was utterly astounding and changing, the willingness of your mind to accept the experience as real is the biggest hurdle for the psychonaut. For essentially its all real, as real as anything can be; its felt experience and that is really the only manner of perception you can subject your earthly mind, and accompanying infinite spirit, to. Whilst these two elements are connected in some way, each will ultimately have an influence on the other and the expressions within the trip.
Perhaps this feeling is totally correct. You were going to die. But this didn’t mean you in a physical sense and this is the point. Your ego was dieing, the essence of your physical personality and the traits which identify you as YOU in a material and thus superficial sense. As this dies, you simply reconnect, although to some degree because of the present connection of your mind to your body, to the infinite pool of this experience. Being ‘alive’ whilst these substances are administered will always invoke some sense of subjectivity to the meanings or descriptions of these experiences, visual and felt.
The concept I’m attempting to convey is that taking the psychedelic experience for anything other than what it is, is a mistake. Confusing the journey for one totally or to some extent manifested entirely by your brain defiles the meaning of the experience altogether. Of course you will experience products of the human memory and concision, but this is a constant while you are bound in this physical sense; the void between birth and death where nothing is as it seems.
In closing of this off topic rambling session, I would just like to say, think outside your body; it’s only a tool for your mind but it shouldn’t dominate the mindset and priority that is life; it should only show you the true nature of life itself, one that is without boundary.
Peace.