Why did smoking weed bring me to eastern philosophy? I've been trying to figure that out for like four years now and still don't get it.

I was always an atheist, and always had a great respect for the kung fu master archetype in the movies -- the "wise old man" -- but none of it ever made as much sense as it did one night that I got high as a kite and experienced what people over on the psychonaut subreddit told me was (I'll throw in the word major) "ego death". It felt like a rebirth. The primary reason it felt like this was because I felt I had discovered the ultimate truth to the Universe, which was that we are immortal. It felt like a communication (such a strong communication, though, that it was more like a merging) with a collective superconsciousness. This consciousness's mindspace was nothing short of an infinite heaven -- the primary reason being because it contained infinite people, and people are everything. The next day I was googling shit like crazy and came across Taoism. Lao Tzu basically said everything I was thinking. I then realized that Buddha was saying the same shit and, believe it or not, so was Jesus. Did you know: Hinduism, the world's first recorded religion, is theorized to have started in a location where a psychedelic flower grew? And then there's Shamanism and Rastafarianism. One could write a book on the link between drugs and religion. I think religion, spirituality, and even meditation spawned solely as a result of people doing drugs. I just don't know why there is this link... thoughts?

Submitted December 17, 2017 at 06:47AM by rektumsempra http://ift.tt/2CpRIt1