How good is your IQdar?
Last night I went out on heroic doses of LSA. Don’t do this. One tab induces merry giggles. Four tabs induce symptoms of the common cold, plus a serious emergence of the Three Characteristics.
While this ruined me fun-wise, it did begin to yield insane insights.
I became aware of something I always knew, yet had never seen rendered so explicitly: the IQ halo.
I can literally tell how intelligent someone is — and, ergo, how much capacity for consciousness they have — just by looking at them. With LSA in my system, this was rendered as a literal visual halo around everybody’s head, of varying sizes based on intelligence. Very intelligent people got a large, “spacious” ring around their heads. For the cognitively challenged, their halo barely extended beyond the outline of their cranium. They literally looked like struggling little pig-men.
It suddenly made sense as to why I’ve ever got along with anyone — or, more importantly, why I’ve never got along with most people. We can literally see each other’s intelligence, and tend to congregate around those with capacities similar to our own. Dumbasses fear and loathe the more intelligent, and instinctively gang up to bring them down. Smart people naturally feel threatened and alienated by dumbasses. It’s just the way things are, and always have been.
The IQ halo is real — go out and look for it. Start conversations with those you perceive as being smart, and you will find they are smart. It’s like a magic gift you never knew you had. And now you can make friends wherever you go using it.
Where this really hit home for me was with women. I realized that the girls I’ve had serious “things” for have tended to have had decent-sized IQ halos. There’s just a natural fit. Remember, opposites don’t attract: we tend to like people the more similar they are to ourselves. Use this to your advantage when picking friends and lovers. It makes things a LOT easier.
There’s a natural attraction between high-intelligence people. I also noticed however two other categories of women. Girls who liked my looks and nothing else (they weren’t smart themselves) were marked “tag”. These interactions fizzled out quickly once the incompatibility was realized by both parties. Girls who were attracted to my intelligence but who weren’t smart themselves were marked “arrow” as they pointed towards my halo (I believe there’s a natural evolutionary hypergamy in some girls to mate “up” towards higher intelligence). These interactions are “easy”, but too easy.
I’m not speaking figuratively about the markers: girls were literally marked, visually — a result of the LSA. Tag and arrow. Literal visual markers. I believe the Limitless Pill is not actually a fantasy — its effects can be realized, albeit separately so far via a variety of different drugs. There is certainly scope to draw forth these properties and integrate them.
Remember: one tab, giggles. Four tabs, deep insight (provided the necessary background in meditation and integration of spiritual insight) with an alarming tangible, perceivable sprinkle of the Three Characteristics. For me this manifested exactly as Daniel Ingram describes in the form of fidgety, uncomfortable posture, and a general drop in positive emotional affect.
I recommend Druid’s Fantasy brand LSA. It’s legal in most countries, but check your local laws first.
I rounded the night off with some MXP, which led to a deep, grounding spiritual experience. I remembered all the good in a previous relationship I had been repressing (along with all the bad — that’s the deal when you repress), integrated it, and wept like a baby for what seemed like hours. The Earth Mother. Or was it Birth Mother? My notes seem to argue with themselves over this point. The perspective probably oscillated between both.