hi !! Zappy . good thought. I am not sure if the experience is limited till 15 minutes after one ( calls it a day ) dies

Dear Sir,

Not a sudden immersion in Eternity is Hithlahaboéth but a step by step ascent to the Infinite. On this pathless path One finds G'd. This was the roadmap for the Chassidiem to the glorious Dawn of a new Humanity, which was never to be referred to as the here-after.

Yours synergistically, C

A minute can seem like a lifetime.

"A day could be 10,000 years, if you want it to."

Buddha experienced an awful lot of lifetimes in one sitting.

If I go back and add up all the minutes

of my sweet and various trips,

I've lived 10,000 lives,

and died 10,000 times.

One more to go.

"Timothy Leary's dead."

The Moody Blues and I are not.

Aren't we all, "...on the outside, looking in"?

The signs on the outside only say,

"Not for eveybody!"

There is but one sign to read on the inside.

It says, "once you're in you're in for good!"(David Gilmore)

"You say good-bye and I say hello."

Hello? Hello?

"Is anybody out there?"

Delta is the lowest brainwave near to 'death',
or deep sleep, Theta already trancends, the fourth, realm of imagination,

wich leaves psychology, with 'the' attention,
or point of view,

I've read some article recently about suspended reanimation, up till 45 min or an hour as I rember, facinating stuff,

Where does attention? or Spirit goes in both cases..good question.. I'm sure gonna read Deepak's next book,

Love, Passion!

'..It's like LSD. More can happen in one minute than in a thousand lifetimes..'

I've never done LSD, dear, Zappy.., I'm more a Wodka, maybe a benzo, (but with creatine, proteins and ALA/DHA in tha morning, ;) kinda a guy,
but here's my best guess on the topic, must be one heck of a, infinite, orgasm!

LOL,
Love, Passion!

Maybe an analogy could be drawn? with the last phase before falling asleep, the hallucogenic,
'visualisations' and so, don't remember the scientific term, but also explored in lucid dreaming, dream Yoga and Bardo,

reminds me of Rumi's poem, the passionate lover,
that's my last thought, on that matter, ;)

Love, Passion!

Before you guys jump into your fantasies,

Time is a product of the past and the past is stored in the brain.Brain is the result of time and so your consciousness is the product of your infinite past.

As long as the brain is alive,you are still in the domain of space and time.

It is foolish to live in fantasies.See the reality in front of you and first learn to understand and live with that.

The reality you can sue,
bribe, threat, and so on,
dear prabhakar,

Miracles, now thats another story,
of,
Love, Passion!

It is very important to focus on how you live now,not what happens when you die.

Future is just a projection of your past.

only if you live there, dear prabhakar,
the term, would be, to transcend, now that's not so difficult, more a dicipline or intent, kinda thing,

remember Walt Disney?
~ If you can dream it, you can do it.
~ It's kind of fun to do the impossible.
~ the third is, yours..

Peter Pan, never grew old, but as the story goes, Wendy sure left neverland,

But how in the heck, Alladin got that princess,
on that magic carpet,
Now that's what I wanna know!
and out of the infinty of princesses..

anyhow, what would you ask your inner Genie, is the question, call him God, since we're all grow ups here,

Love, Passion!

Having went throught the acid 'thing' many many years ago, I believe it can be much like what Richard wrote about having everybody on the world doing muchrooms just for a day, and the profound realizations one may cogitate while in the land of the unreality of real surrealism; in other words, it is a trip man . . .

Yet, as virtually anything, the stuff can be easily abused, and I would not recommend doing acid every day for months, especially during early teen formative years, b/c it is a mind altering substance, and there are dudes (and dudettes) around who still act like they 'is tripping' . . .

Tune in, turn on, and drop out!

peace all

"Love the moment and the energy of the moment will spread beyond all boundaries." -- Corita Kent

Here that, third, quote, for you, prabhakar,
friend,

Love, Passion,

Um yeah... never thought I'd admit it here, but I did acid every couple months or so for about three years in my early 20's--glad I wasn't in my teens either. I wouldn't recommend it to everybody (you must go into it with a very open and clear mind) and I have no interest in ever doing it again, but let me tell you, it is an experience you'd never forget!

The Timothy Leary quote? Totally agree.

Well, guys, I've had a complete useless day today,
I do believe it had something to do with happy hour last night, at the bar, maybe it's my liver, maybe it's my age, I don't know, but I've even turned down, a med school party, and a open invitation of a polish, well, what constitutes a princess in my book, that's very subjective,
but,
objectivatly,
before this LSD advertisement, gets the interest, of some youngsters, reading,

Ecstasy or God is in sobriety!
the most synchronical/destinical experiences I've ever had in this incarnation, was during fasts in combo with Silva meditation and affirmations, why is that?

Love, Passion

What establishes "Taboo"?

Ask the reindeer in Siberia what makes them fly.

Fly agaric...so good and so scary,

will make some go 'beserk'.

So call it poison.

Call it a 'toadstool'. Very scary...

Don't touch or pick up a toad,

it will give you warts!

So the toad gets a bad rap,

and the shamans keep the 'toadstools' for themselves.

They were and are only 'in season'

for a short while.

It is said that the congregation

were treated to a special 'second-hand' drink...

the priests urine. Yuck!

It is said to have been still somewhat effective

the third time around, also.

So if you had to pee, make sure there are

no reindeer in the vicinty.

They will charge at the smell

to eat the yellow snow.

The rest of the time the reindeer are domestic

and live with the people just like our dogs do now.

Anyway...that's how the story of Santa's flying reindeer came about. And Rudolph's red nose?

And the X-mas tree with phallic ornaments?

Stay tuned, day trippers!

"We were talking

about the space

between your ears..."

Gotta bowl, Chow!