Becoming an adult for me included the first of many psychedelic trips. The ripe age of 18 sent me flying into the ethereal realms through magic mushrooms, LSD, and mescaline. These mind-blowing excursions opened doors in my consciousness I never knew existed, let alone ones I had simply shied away from. From that point on, I could only look back at the life I had occupied previously as a robotic slumber, filled with automated decision making, and a total lack of internal questioning. The experiences that came forth from the psychedelics (and remember, the drug allows the experience, it does not give it) filled me for the first time with a majesty of existential realizations that fit NONE of the philosophies espoused in popular cultures, yet contained little bits of each and every one of them. It was as if we were all, every one of us who ever had a thought about the world was on to something, but just a little off. Another way I’ve come to describe the overall experience is the following: You’re in a dark room; you’ve been in the dark room stumbling and feeling around for a long time. Suddenly someone turns the light on for just a second. And in that second you are able to see in all its glory the entirety of the room and all of the components of the room you’d been bumping into aimlessly, with no reference as to what they were. In that one instance, everything makes sense in such a particular way; all aspects of the room fit together the only way they can. The light is then shut off, leaving you with only a momentary flash of all the exquisite details of the room; left once again in the dark with just a fading, vague image burned into your heart. In this metaphor, what followed for me was years of stumbling through that same darkness, but with the addition of new found “faith” that what I had experienced was in fact completely transformative, completely paradigm shattering, and completely real… But I could not speak it with language or prove what I had gone through in any tangible way. I could only recall the feeling of the knowledge that there was no denying what I was witnessing, but the content itself is lacking definition now – almost on purpose, it seems.
Like so many others, especially the population of dead-head drifters from the 60s, I was a man without a country. There was no online psychedelic community, most of my friends who had also taken them had giggled for 8 hours and discovered nearly nothing, and my family was horrified by my willingness to undergo these chemically-induced experiences. I had nearly no one to speak with on the matter. Decades later, the world is far different than the one I knew as a freshly awakened psychonaut and now there are more alternative communities than one can keep track of. It’s a beautiful thing, but not everyone in the Truth community has the same understanding of my favorite substances. I’m going to try and explain, to the best of my ability, why this has occurred, and why we need to overcome this psychological operation. And I would also like to share a commanding statement I’ve written that can be used as an argument against anyone claiming that the oldest transformative experience in the Human story is evil by design.
The statement I’ve created is for anyone, like me, whose psychedelic philosophy has come under hostility or criticism by those who have fallen for a very specific psyop; a psychological operation in which the observer gains fear, loses faith, or distrusts from the get-go any and all psychedelic experiences, reports of these experiences, and anyone purporting these experiences, due to the U.S. government’s nefarious involvement with these substances in the past, and possibly the present. The reason I’ve created this statement is because my mission is to share my understandings with anyone who will listen. I cannot achieve this goal if the honest stories I tell can be twisted or mistrusted due to the same exact tactic the parasite class uses constantly in every aspect of their agenda. The tactic is mimicry, the style is inversion, and the goal is to deceive, reduce, and trap. And psychedelics have been at the heart of our deception for a long time.
Yes, MK-Ultra was real. Is real. ISRAEL!? It could certainly still be carrying on today under a different name that we would never see until they wanted us to. These parasites have been using the psychedelic experience to manipulate human behavior for a long while now. My biggest question has always been… How? From my long list of psychedelic interventions, the acts of breaking down barriers, dissolving belief structures, unconditional love and unity, and disillusionment of ego are the main focal points of every experience. How are any of these compatible with brainwashing or mind control? Granted, I’ve never been strapped to a chair on acid, fed a bunch of lies and scared shitless into believing anything I was told.
The plot thickens when we consider a number of other historical situations, like the possibility of the entire hippie movement being orchestrated by the CIA. How many rock stars in Laurel Canyon can have parents in U.S. Intelligence at the same time before it’s more than a coincidence? I don’t know about you, but I found out that the Gulf of Tonkin was a lie at the same time that I had a poster of The Doors on my bedroom wall, thinking I was mighty counter-cultural. How’s that for irony? What I later found out was there was a legitimate anti-war movement already buzzing in society before the hippie movement got started. In David McGowan’s book, Weird Scenes Inside the Canyon, it becomes very obvious that the psychedelic-fueled hippie revolution was theatrical in nature; it provided the establishment with a local enemy to scare the public with, and at large – discredited the respectable anti-war movement. This is an exquisite example of how the parasite class mimics truly transformative and valuable ideals and paints them in an ugly light, tarnishing credibility and corralling the sheep towards their own ends. In one fell swoop the entire love movement discredited psychedelics and the anti-war movement. I would say this Truth community is still all in favor of anti-war; however, somehow under the same pretenses, psychedelics have received a much more convoluted reputation among us “seekers”. Plus… there’s more ugliness.
The first book I found after my initial mushroom trip was The Wondrous Mushroom, by R. Gordon Wasson. Wasson and his wife Valentina, little did I know, were the two revolutionaries who brought the magic mushroom to the western public eye. In 1957, Life Magazine featured Wasson’s article, Seeking the Magic Mushroom, detailing his and his wife’s discoveries in Mexico. At the time, the Wassons became my instant heroes; the perfect couple – travelling the world, taking psychedelics, making love and art and telling the world about it! WELP, turns out Wasson’s expeditions had been funded by the CIA’s MK-Ultra subproject under the Geschickter Fund for Medical Research… How bow dat. As far as we can tell, the Wassons were “unwitting participants” in the project. Meanwhile, The Geschickter Fund for Medical Research, which stayed in place until 1967, funded the construction of a brand new research facility at Georgetown University Hospital where numerous mental patients and terminal cancer patients were used as guinea pigs with stress-producing chemicals, knock-out drugs and mind-altering substances. In other words, the tip of the MK iceberg.
Last but not least, I would like to mention something that virtually all of us psychonauts have wanted to come to fruition for so long… psychedelic acceptance in an age of information. As someone who has gained more than I can put into words from the psychedelic experience at large, I have been hoping for 20 somethin’ years to see psychedelics studied and accepted by society. One of the many revelations that came to me during my early experiences was the epiphany that psychedelics so obviously belonged in the realms of cognitive health and science. The aspect of the situation I failed to grasp back then, however, was the same trap that so many of us fall into while stumbling down the rabbit hole. We sometimes forget how vast the net of corruption can be. How many of us at one point got excited at the image of a Cannabis Marlboro Cigarette pack displayed on a magazine cover? I know I did! My young mind saw that pack as nothing more than “normal”, so the image was good enough for me! Psychedelic acceptance (cough cough – peddled by demons – cough cough) coming to a medical facility near you! Like Cannabis, the same thing will be happening with psilocybin. What is it about psychedelics that could be used against us? Well, I’ve already stated my honest ignorance regarding mind control – I really can only assume paralyzing fear was the method. Beyond that though, there is a major theme going on in western culture, specifically here in the states, and that is a dissolution of values and beliefs. This is the only angle to me that is applicable for this fear-based scenario where a psychedelic could be used as a weapon against the people: An already dissonant nation, unsure of its future, being manipulated by every fear-inducing, pleasure seeking corporation on the planet, and add to that an experience that leaves one’s mind naked and afraid in the wilderness… this may go badly.
For those who are freshly awake and only just wiping the sleep from their third eye, the snake oil peddlers come slithering. The psychedelic experience can be an absolutely beautiful, transforming experience, but there is an important reason why every expert from Terence Mckenna all the way back to the ancients believed that “set” & “setting” were massive contributors to a successful voyage. Not only are your mental headspace and your immediate surroundings important, but the inclusion of a guide is paramount as well; someone who has traveled these arenas before, enough to help steer the experiencer away from illusion, and keep them on the straight and narrow to personal discovery. I don’t think I’m alone in my worry that these values could easily be tossed right out an 8th story window – probably thought they could fly – and leave countless people worse off than they were before. Psychedelics are like the Force from Star Wars, in the sense that yes, they have the power to transform your life – but with poor or no guidance that transformation could be terrifying. The last thing we need is a population of failed psychonauts willing to believe whatever they hear. It’s very similar to what happens when a republican President starts cozying up to conspiracy theories and carrals a bunch of formerly-anti-government-citizens into loyal subversives.
I’m going to cut right to the chase now though, because discussing these negative matters in terms of a psychedelic’s legitimacy makes me want to vomit and trip harder. Yes, all of the above mentioned has occurred, in the hands of those none of us trusted to begin with. Yes, here we are in an age of information where the pharmaceutical industry is waning, and natural medication is gaining ground again. We’re in serious trouble when it comes to cognitive dissonance, though. We can’t trust anything or anyone, can we? And when substances as serious and old as psychedelics are so often found in the hands of the evil, I admit it can be difficult to separate the two. I’m not even sure who this lesson is for because I assume that most of you have a good head on your shoulders and can, in fact, tell the difference.
My biggest point here, and then we’ll get to the statement, is don’t fall for the mimicry! Our world is filled with vehicles for our acceleration, our growth, and our divinity. At every pass though, the big bad THEY will lay out a useless, and most of the time harmful mimicry along side of those transforming vehicles. Play with this concept as you will, but the proof is everywhere – healthcare keeping us sick, our food is void of nutritional value, school is indoctrination, sports events are cosplay War, the list goes on and on. Whatever is real, true and transforming, they will work to distract you from. Your true self can sense these valuable parts of life, and that’s why they have to mimic them to the best of their ability. This is why now, more than ever before, we must be teaching and preaching the importance of honing intuition and trusting our gut… we should probably work on gut health as well – ya know, a rather “new” concept in public discourse, oddly enough.
So here goes, this is for anyone who feels like I do about this topic. This is for anyone who is tried of hearing that they’re brainwashed or controlled, just by appreciating and learning from one of the oldest experiences in our Human story:
DECLARATION OF PSYCHEDELIC INDEPENDENCE
These experiences I had independently of any outside influence. It was me and the contents of my own mind-body system. Currently my convictions are straightforward: That the state entered under psychedelics is the oldest experience in human history; it is the most important experience in human history; that any vehicle that will deliver a human being to this state should be considered the sacrament of all sacraments, and all others are either in honor of or a mimicry of. This is an ideal I’ve held since the moment I returned from my first transcendental voyage. The concepts I explore now are the same as the ones imprinted on me from that first experience. All cultural references that indicate the internal experiences I had were only found after I had experienced psychedelics and discovered these ancient concepts buried within my own mind. I do not accept, and I vehemently reject the notion that unity, interconnectivity, and inner divinity are Deep State psyops that were somehow programmed into nature millions of years ago when things like Stropharia Cubensis mushrooms, peyote cactus or Ergot showed up on the planet. Believing THAT is the psyop.