Large dose DOB experience = planetary history lesson

As best I can tell, I began my journey by reliving the history of life up until the present. This may sound fun, but it's a fucking long history. The first moments of life were terrifying. The fear and loneliness I felt were overwhelming. There was confusion, fear, solitude and blackness. Nothing else. This went on for a terribly long period of time.

Eventually, other organisms emerged, all feeling the same way. Some had the courage to venture into the blackness, to grow and expand their influence. They died. The next wave ventured more cautiously, seeing the failures before them, and survived to expand. Survival was tenuous and uncertain — fear was the only emotion life knew in its infancy. Like this, life slowly expanded until it was no longer so alone. Single-celled organisms formed groups for survival, some competing, others cooperating. Specialization began, colonies emerged, and evolution began its slow walk towards humanity. A new emotion was introduced — a feeling of comfort, a feeling that seemed to say, “How wonderful it is to not be so terribly alone any more!” All the while I kept the perspective of a single-celled organism, through millions of years as the colony of protests began more and more specialized. Eventually it outgrew the label of colony as the first species of multi-cellular life emerged. I started to feel pride in being part of something greater, and pride at how unlikely and how amazing it was that life had survived to reach this stage, against all odds. When I finally reached the present, I was imbued with a strong, non-verbal thought that did not originate from my mind. It conveyed, somehow, that: 'This is what it took to get where you are now. Respect this.'

This is just Part II of a long night, in which Part III sees our intrepid voyager become God. (Oh come on, you mean it hasn't happened to you?) DOB doesn't come across the radar very often; this report is worth a look for the curious and the experienced alike.