Dr Psychonaut wrote:The colours in DMT trips always seem to correspond to SWIMs aura at the time of smoking. Has anyone else noticed similar things? Do the colours in their journeys seem significant and if so how? A lot of the stuff SWIM has read about aura colour interpretation is highly variable but a few sources seem to ring very true, does anyone have any good resources regarding colours and their meaning?
Welcome aboard Doctor! Your thread intrigues me, as I've been a big fan of colors for as long as I can remember. Say, have you read any of the early Theosophy literature? I recommend, THOUGHT-FORMS by Annie Besant & C.W. Leadbeater. It was first published in 1901. Also, you'd probably benefit from reading, THE CHAKRAS by C.W. Leadbeater. This book was first published in 1927. A fun little booklet to check out is, THE TWELVE RAYS by James Sturzaker. Published in 1976. A little way out... but an interesting read. Hyperspace is pretty far out there as well, eh?
And yes, there are times when I am looking through some auric field of my own and the color is overlaid upon the fractal patterning... yet, when the energy rises to the top my my crown, I believe I always arrive at the same color scheme, with Spice. That being a polarity of the loveliest shades of bright green with a bluish undertone and a purplish-magenta, which seems to shift from deep purple to pinkish purple, rhythmically.
So, they are not exactly the standard purple and green dynamic, being of secondary color schematics, rather, there is definitely a tertiary aspect to the colors (those containing 3 primary colors). It is an ever-changing pulsing of variance in hue, within those two secondary, contrasting colors. Blue is the color in common with all of these variances. A turquoise blue within the green and a lilac blue within the purple.
Ultimately, all of these colors wash away into the blinding brilliance of the white light. Not truly white, though, as all colors seem emanate from it's opalescent radiance. Eventually, as the peak expands, even this opalescence dissipates into a luminous transparency... an emptiness of color, form or luminosity. Yeah, even the darkness and lightness become perceptually indistinguishable to my subjectivity.
Anything noticeable to my awareness, at such a point in the peak, is hidden within what I have a predilection for referring to, as a
whiteout experience. Awareness of subject and object dissolve into the insubstantial essence. As there is no witness to identify anything, temporarily, nothing is any different than anything else. By this I feel we have all been to this void and it is neither something, nor is it nothing at all... it simply exists insubstantially. :idea:
We probably have radically divergent terms we apply to these states but when one's self is shattered by the exponentially expansive force of the current of Spirit... personal self is caught in a stasis or paralysis of sorts. The mind is stopped. Oddly enough... self remains, however void of characteristic or modality in consciousness. I feel that this awareness has in it's central core, an interconnection to all that exists.
Well, that's what I recall after the spiritual eclipsing is broken and ego identification recrystallizes, once again. Very interesting stuff to contemplate, the supraconsciousness current of the One. It might be labeled as The Tao, Godhead, Omniself. It might just as easily remain free of labels?
It might be debated and arguments presented to challenge it's existence as anything but a subjective conceptualization. Just as with the colors of the human aura, the mind has it's own texture, hue and unique characteristics. Mind is as varied as the individual which cognates data through it's construct. Thoughts are variegated as the rainbow... err... I digress???
There is no self to which I cling, for I am one with everything.