Is there a bond amongst those who have eaten L?

I was thinking today about how I can't help but feel a bond with those who have done L. Not necessarily everyone who has done it, but the people who have some experience with it and who generally "know what's up" when it comes to L. The people who have been humbled by it. The people who have been to heaven and hell and back again within ten minutes of eternity... those who have rolled around in the grass at a fest without a care in the world, savoring the dirt and the cool air and the sonic experience.

The thing is, I don't really get into a lot of the stereotypical things that trippers do. I don't know, maybe I do... I am into Eastern thought, I have a serious beard at the moment, and I love 60's music and concerts. But, the whole psychedelic image thing, the more "superficial" stuff, for lack of a better word (I mean it more as in on the surface as opposed to cheap or pejoratively shallow), is not my thing... I don't wear tie dye, I don't have or want dreads, I don't want to live in a commune or hitchhike or anything like that. But beyond any sort of difference like that I think I feel a connection to those who have dared roam the psychic landscape in such a courageous way... in the same way that two people who have been on a championship sports team or who have been through a tragedy together feel a connection that has nothing to do with behavior or personality.

I think one aspect of the connection is that I only have it with people who have been in some way humbled by the experience. I see some people posting on these forums and on others who give the impression that their experiences have been almost wholly good, understood, well-integrated into life, etc. I connect with people who realize how little we actually know, and with people who have experienced the brutal terror of being an existing being, of being "dust in the wind," of being wrong and overconfident and immoral. Of course, that isn't to deny the divine beauty that is possible in the experience, the sense of freedom and of oneness... but I began experimenting with psychedelics at a time when I thought I knew everything and I thought I could do no wrong, and for me, the humbling of my ego was a crucial aspect of what I got out of it.

I'm not sure if the connection is anything other than my sentimentalization of tripping, or if it is really worth anything, but I can understand why Steve Jobs was infamous for preferring to hire people with psychedelic experiences.

 

Definatly, especially when you are on it.

I remember being at a party once on mushrooms, and was starting to slide into a bad trip.

Went out side and began to walk to the car, when I saw this bloke who was obviously on acid or mushrooms. Don't know how but I just sensed it. For a split second we made strong eye contact & exchanged knowing smiles & from that moment the trip was transformed.

 

I believe it's because LSD forces your awareness wide open, and when you are in that state, you have the oppuritunity to receive information that no one else ever possibly could. The thing about it, is that once you've experienced that opening of the mind, you automatically are forced into a higher level of human evolution that for many reasons has not settled in yet as a comfortable level. The change is inevitable but because we have adapted to a position of hiding from truth rather than confronting it head on, it is shunned and the people who experience it are isolated from society as society progresses in whatever repetitive direction it is moving in. This isolation brings about a familiarity feel when beings who share the experience find each other, because outside of the internet and social gatherings of like minded people (concerts, festivals, etc.) this is not typically spoken of, in fact we for the most part have to keep the beautiful secrets as secrets.
There are very profound workings going down all the time, always have been and always will be, and when you are exposed to them you feel like your going to burst with bliss and excitement. Only to find that when you return to normal sober consciousness, no one wants to hear you, or if they do, they cant understand. This distance from the ones we love by blood or through regular experience is replaced by a love for people who have shared the experience which reveals what really matters in life.
When you know that there is more to life than what seems to be anticipated and persued by most folk, it becomes a balancing act of acceptance and revolution.

 

"...the beginningless Brahman, . . . can be called neither being nor nonbeing. It is both near and far, both within and without every creature; it moves and is unmoving. In its subtlety it is beyond comprehension. It is indivisible, yet appears divided in separate creatures. Know it to be the creator, the preserver, and the destroyer. Dwelling in every heart, it is beyond darkness. It is called the light of lights, the object and goal of knowledge, and knowledge itself."
- Bhagavad Gita

 

You can see it in their eyes..

 

There is no inherent bond...

There is a greater likelihood of forming a bond, but it isn't a guarantee.

Just look at 3xi.

 

It's the same type of bond found in soldiers. A common thread of transformation. Of powerful experience. Of trauma survived. Even a wonderful trip is traumatic, in that it damages your ability to relate to the world the way you used to. It simply happens to be the case that this is usually for the better however.