Mike Corey Instagram – AYAHUASCA REALIZATIONS 🌿
“You died. You almost cried for help. You felt true terror. Pounding heart. Loss of control. Holding on by a fingernail to a speeding train. All alone, facing something, someone, indescribable. What was that? Who was that? You made it. Every trip has an end. You’re ok. It’s ok. You’re safe.
I am an insignificant mote, I mean nothing. My existence is an electron in an atom. I will melt into nothing when I die, no, into everything when I die. I asked to see behind the curtain. I cannot understand what is behind the curtain. I am an earthworm being shown the blue prints to a rocket ship. I am incapable of processing even the paper it is printed on. Who was that?… it was “God”
All my fears are a plastic wrapper on my life. You wanted true fear? You didn’t know, you poor thing. There is primal fear. Creationary fear. One that spawned in the pond scum with you. It is violent, erratic, vivid, and originates from part of you so deep, you didn’t know it existed. From the creation of man.
All of your silly human fears are nothing. Fear of what other people think, fear of not being enough. These are laughable. Dismissible. They are nothing. You create these out of nothing. Let them go. How much would life change if you acted in the face of each one?”
– A journal excerpt the morning after dying and seeing god, while curled up in the fetal position on the floor of the jungle. I wanted to go deep. I didn’t understand how deep it can go. | Posted on 01/Mar/2023 21:15:38
