In a state of ego death, one's whole body oscillates in an impossible rhythm, communing through a cross dimensional collective unconscious with planet Phaeton and all the other worlds. As the Blood Poppies course through bodies, the iridescent ichor that leaks out from orifices and skin lesions breaks down the barriers between self and other. While a powerful resource and technology, prolonged use comes with many severe side effects, including complete integration into the Noosphere; the experience is often described as being dragged into an infinite abyss by Eldritch beings or falling into a black hole by those who manage to escape it's gravity, ending in a kind of undeath. As Ego alive and undead accumulates in the Noosphere, it's density pulls on the fabric of consensus reality. The Noosphere is something like a dreamscape, a collective unconscious, the internet, a rave, or a psychedelic trip; it is both a Magic and Technology, a phenomenal experience that imposes itself on…
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