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>The problem, however, is when you value this psychedelic-fueled imagination more than your sober mind.
I agree, but you shouldn't value it less either. To downplay psychedelic insight like it's just some weekend thing from way back and put up a barrier is to prevent that experience from fitting in and being integrated into daily life.
I find psychedelics open up possibility, but don't close the door in possibility and trap you in delusion, if you get trapped in delusion it's not the psychedelic experience, because the psychedelic experience always keeps everything suspended and provides a safe in between space, and negates fear, or at least the kind of fear of a real werewolf waiting round the corner to eat you, because the anticipation and expectation and assumption that can deceive us or keep us imprisoned isn't there, because that corner becomes curved and wavy, and see through, in shades, the line waves and warps and perception of time melts to welcome you. It's a kind of foggy cynicism I keep seeing on this board that keeps
Honestly, it seems like you're lashing out at the image of some pretentious teenage drug-obsessed burnout, which is a cloudy projection. If you have some idea of someone, an assumption, you cease to be able to critically pick apart what they are saying and read between lines. It's not actually possible to value your "psychedelic-fuelled imagination," more than your "sober mind," because they are inseparable, you're not seeing anything that isn't there in some pseudo-separate realm of escape, you're seeing thought processes and loops feeding back on themselves, and perception itself. Like if I go wandering down some alley somewhere thinking I'm a walking pinball machine and the path is playing me, I'm not going of course, I'm inseparably affecting the world around me even as I think these seemingly silly thoughts, and my life could change suddenly as a result, I could meet someone or experience something new, even though I wandering down some alley thinking some pinball is bouncing around myself as a board. You can't superimpose your own interpretation because your interpretation is part of your experience of life, again, you're not just walking around in mist, though you might think you are, in which case you are, or maybe you're not.
Also, there is the idea of the hippie burnout endlessly quoting Leary, and a tendency to view the 1960s and the hippie movement in jest, like some kind of failure, and in some ways it was if you look at how it all came down, but that was a huge deal. LSD fuelled the hippie movement, and other movements, and people were actually dropping out of their ordinary lives to somewhat futilely attempt to live off the land, themselves believing in some separate reality from the hostile backlash of the right and the war machine at the time to them, both linked but rubbing against each other, a rift with a society that was not willing or ready to integrate something seemingly new and scary like psychedelics, and automatic outcasts in the hippies. But for people to be dropping out of society in such numbers was a huge deal and caused change and upheaval, and really entirely down to LSD, and changes in music, cinema, etc, of which psychedelics were also doubtless a part. So to look at that superficially one might see a fad that came and went, but it was really so much more, and linked into everything. It didn't just die out. So you can't really downplay the power of such an experience.
Also, the very idea of illusion sort of cancels out the notion of it having been caused, as a perceptual veil to be lifted or seen through. There is never a full delusion, you can look at someone's delusion and find truth in it and a way around it, if you're not deluded you can engage with it, delusion is to simply see a wall blindly believe there's nothing on the other side. You could take someone's "pseudo-deep bullshit," and find shades of meaning in it, or subvert it, it's all down to perception, which is what psychedelics show you.