I just got home from the Ayhuasca ceremony in Mexico, traditional shamans, whole bit. Vaping sounds amazing, but have to be honest this whole ordeal was BULLSHIT. Its mass hallucination. It's fucking 15 hours of chanting and drum beating and shit, bunch of hocus pocus. First off, it was a retreat and mostly douchebag, pseudo-intellectual hippies that despise all the "bullshit" in their lives but show up in the leased Audi. They were nearly in tears before the shaman even took us into this fucking bunker, pretentiously talking about "getting out of the mind prison". I was all for it, here in Mexico but this shit was a cult, period. They hype this, tell everyone to fast, then the shaman hocus pocus and these retards are just sopping it up. I was the only one with an open mind just giving it a try.
Bottom line, at least this brew shit just makes people VIOLENTLY throw up, like for hours! The dude next to me was just hurling and dry heaving for like 5 hours. I got a little sick but have been through some hard drinking and hard living so just laid back. But these twinks were just HURLING!!!!! Everyone in these buckets. I was laughing like wtf? And they're praising the "demons leaving" and weeping. Whatever this brew is makes people violently throw up for HOURS! That's the gimmick. Yeah some people trip and see shit, but I didn't really feel shit, because I didn't buy the whole gimmick.
What I learned is life is hard work. Wanna trip, cool, bit if you think there is some "secret key" that unlocks it all, its indicative of what our society has become, wanting shit without the pain and work it takes. Wanna find God? Maybe start by reading the 1000's of years of philosophy from Descartes to Nietzsche to Socrates about God vs reason and what 1000's of years of great human thought think to put your ideas in perspective...Oh no...go to the library? Take this fucking potion, throw up for hours and proclaim divinity.....Relationshi ps, finance, its all work...yeah it sucks..but like Piana said, 5% of people go through the fucking hell it takes and failures to get where they want.
Even love is work. The problem is we have lost the connection between work, pain and self-realization. We just "want it". We should all have a big mansion on the hill for doing work we always love doing, and love and happiness are just a potion away, after removing those blocks of self sabotage. All bullshit.
You look at your mansion and cry, knowing what you went through to get it. Or the love of your life, remembering the fights and their parents hated you, and all that shit.
I found something, but it damn sure wasn't this hurl fest. It was embracing tough things and hard work and disappointments again...knowing they are directly connected to my self-realization.