usually though, and i say usually and not always, do they make it back
"home" eventually. but the spirit of alice cannot be appeased without
the psychedelic satanist being at least indifferent about the
possibility of never coming back!
wonderland is real
lewis carroll tapped into a real vibewave
wonderland
(the place alice goes to when she falls down the rabbit hole) is a real
place that exists around us and we exist within. wonderland is the
satanic psychedelic plane. wonderland is ruled by the categories of
nature and psychedelic energy. the psychedelic consciousness that is
accessible through psychedelic mushrooms.
mushrooms are some of
the oldest life still on this planet. mushrooms like satan are "the
higher power". they are beings that are more conscious than humans are.
they exist as beings and energies within wonderland. some species of
mushrooms, mostly the psilocybin species produce the psychedelic link
for man to wonderland. psilocybin cubensis are called "golden teachers"
and that is such a good way to call them. psychedelic mushrooms really
are teachers. it is a common myth among the poorly informed that the
psychedelic properties of mushrooms evolved out of somekind of defense
mechanism. where really the psilocybin makes it valuable. allowing the
mushrooms to be sought out and moved, spores spreading through animal
digestion and movement. becoming stronger in whole over the losses of
individuals.
another common misconceptions is that humans are
the only conscious life on this planet. humans cannot even measure
intelligence among their own species, because intelligence as a concept
is always based on whatever the measurer values from an individual. what
does the measurer consider intelligence? ability to calculate and
predict sums? the ability to learn to read and write? the ability to
imagine and create within the mind? the ability to construct outside the
body? these are all different useful skills that could make anyone
intelligent on their own. and every single one of them alone or even all
of them together are nowhere near the uncounted ways one could be
intelligent, useful to his or her own experience and survival, and the
experience and survival of others. its a strange trip.
but there
is no way for humans to measure intelligence within their own species
without defining biases. let alone the intelligence of other species.
and with consciousness, oh man. it is the same thing. and it is
hilariously and disgustingly human that humans believe they are the only
conscious life on this planet. maybe if consciousness means having the
ability and will to destroy the planet they live on for themselves and
all the present adapted life on earth. humanity seems to be the only
species capable of that.
but mushrooms are not just conscious.
there are many ways a human could define a scale where mushrooms are
"more" conscious than humans are (in the way where humans say any one
human is
"more" intelligent than the some other human.) and
mushrooms exist solidly in wonderland and the unlensed human existence.
they have personalities and multiplicity among themselves. growing more
as a single entity and as many seperate energies and sporadic visions of
personalities. mushrooms are incredible and only more and more people
are discovering this for themselves! as more people on the shrinking
earth talk more about mushies then more have the opportunity to learn
about the magickal mushroom!
mushrooms are not the only way a
human can get to wonderland of course. but it is definitely one of the
most well known ways. i mean mushrooms are used symbolically in alice's
adventures in wonderland and many if not all the other incarnations and
representations of the story. they are like the dual citizens of
wonderland and this dystopia. and therefore make great friends and
teachers to those who want to get to know wonderland too.
i have
been going to wonderland for about seven years. wonderland has brought
order to my life of psychedelic fallout. but only recently have i met
and gotten to know alice, and that has changed everything i previously
knew about wonderland and my own experiences. there is a lot i have to
learn from alice but i am learning from her. she is of course very
talkative and engaging. she tells she is going to help me change my
worst ways.
i have been to wonderland in all kinds of weather.
wonderland is not always friendly in environment. sometimes wonderland
is a terrifying place. the sky is red with the depth and shade range of
the blue sky. it can be a very dark deep red, like earth night but with
everything discolored and fuzzied by a red hue under the darkness. alice
says "it is a different kind of darkness", and compared to what it is
here, it is. it feels like an alien planet. and it comes with a scary
feeling! like a bad trip, where everything starts giving off bad vibes.
no more comfort in familiarity (not even in thoughts or music, at its
worst.) it will sometimes be extremely empty, no signs of any life
beyond odd colored plantlife anywhere! or it could be extremely
populated by unresponsives strangers, or by comtemptive strangers. the
lack of limits in wonderland is true. the only way to become familiar
with wonderland is to adapt into becoming familiar and comfortable with
the lack of familiarity!
going to wonderland begins with an
initiation, but not a direct one. psychedelic satanists do not go
preform some magickal ritual or meditation or even go drop some acid to
take some mushrooms and then just go to wonderland. the
psychedelic-satanist makes a choice, and then only after making this
seemingly unrelated choice finds themself in wonderland!
satanic-psychedelic magick can be preformed to enter different states of
being, or to fine-tune the magick, or to prepare for wonderland, or to
attract the wonderland experience. this is done by appeasing the demonic
spirit of alice which can be done like appeasing any other demonic
spirit would be done. when alice is appeased, wonderland is always close
by.
the same can be said about leaving wonderland, where it
really is not up to the psychedelic satanist when they want to leave.
usually though, and i say usually and not always, do they make it back
"home" eventually. but the spirit of alice cannot be appeased without
the psychedelic satanist being at least indifferent about the
possibility of never coming back. alice does not cause harm and impeding
against satanic will is simply out of her behavior. therefore if
wonderland impedes on satanic will it is impossible to reach.
in
wonderland there is no line between life and death. time is not linear,
and experience cannot be interpreted by comparison. it is hard to get a
good description of wonderland because it is like trying to explain life
to someone. there is a lot to narrow down. it is very complex and
always changing! how relatable to humanity and planet earth!
recently
when i was in wonderland i was in an old room at an old house, like
with walls made of real wood planks from this white and dark grey tree.
theres some guy who looked thirty-ish and someone in a bright blinding
blue police uniform is there! and the cop pulls out this ziplock bag
full of huge tablet pills, i mean too big for a human to swallow. they
were the only big object around too but they were so big. and i have
such strange emotions to seeing this, but i say "i dont take those
anymore" even though that did not really match my emotions up till i
said that.
they say that when an astronaut goes to the moon or
something the gravity is different so the way they move and do
everything is just different as a result. and if humans went and lived
on another planet we would evolve longer or shorter depending on the
gravity. well in wonderland its kinda like that with emotions where
emotions hit slightly different. and its obvious but theres nothing you
can do about it other than adjust to it. and you cant really truly
adjust to it because we havent evolved to like we have to our other
reality. but if we stayed in wonderland like humans and evolved over
millions of years our brains would probably adapt to the way emotions
and feelings happen there!
another time in wonderland, and a
kind of more scarier time, it was night. i was on a dark hill of short
grass. the grass was flat like carpet, but it was not carpet printed to
look like grass, it was really grass, just completely flat. wonderland
is bizarre like that. but i could only see around me like a dim
spotlight and the rest was blind violet-red blackness. these two young
people, a boy and a girl passed through my foggy spotlight going up the
hill. i got the sudden telepathic message that they were going to meet
someone at the top of the hill, but i had just been up there so i knew
there was no one up there. but then the boy insisted there was (with
vocal words) and that they were going to go up there. and they did, and
they left my spotlight, and i just got this horrible worry seeping from
the outside in. thats the power wonderland has.
i am learning
more about wonderland everyday with my own life as psychedelic satanist
and mushroom cultist. all i do to learn is experience and try to destroy
my ego.
