But mystic experiences, caused by psychedelics (or other neurological “happenings”), may well be one of the reasons why some highly intelligent people remain/ or become religious.
I can personally support this. I’ve never taken LSD or any other consciousness-altering drug, but I can trigger ecstatic, mystical “religious experiences” fairly easy in other ways; even just singing in a group setting will do it. I sing in an Anglican church choir and this weekend is Easter, so I expect to have quite a number of mystical experiences. At one point I attended a Pentecostal church regularly and was willing to put up with people who didn’t believe in evolution because group prayer inevitably triggered my “mystical experience” threshold. (My other emotions are also triggered easily: I laugh out loud when reading alone, cry out loud in sad books and movies, and feel overpowering warm fuzzies when in the presence of small children.)
I have done my share of reading “absurb and useless” books. Usually I found them, well, absurd and useless and pretty boring. I would rather read about the neurological underpinnings of my experience, especially since grokking science’s answers can sometimes trigger a near-mystical experience! (Happened several times while reading Richard Dawkins’ ‘The Selfish Gene’.)
In any case, I would like to hear more about your story, too.
I can trigger ecstatic, mystical “religious experiences” fairly easy in other ways; even just singing in a group setting will do it.
Wow, impressive that nevertheless you’ve managed to become a rationalist!
Now I would like to hear how you achieved this feat :-)
I would rather read about the neurological underpinnings of my experience, especially since grokking science’s answers can sometimes trigger a near-mystical experience!
I totally agree. Therefore neuroscience of “altered states of consiousness” is one of my pet subjects...
Wow, impressing that nevertheless you’ve managed to become a rationalist! Now I would like to hear how you achieved this feat :-)
Mainly by having read so much pop science and sci-fi as a kid that by the time the mystical-experience things happened in a religious context (at around 14, when I started singing in the choir and actually being exposed to religious memes) I was already a fairly firm atheist in a family of atheists. Before that, although I remember having vaguely spiritual experiences as a younger kid, they were mostly associated with stuff like looking at beautiful sunsets or swimming. And there’s the fact that I’m genuinely interesting in topics like physics, so I wasn’t going to restrict my reading list to New Age/religious books.
I can personally support this. I’ve never taken LSD or any other consciousness-altering drug, but I can trigger ecstatic, mystical “religious experiences” fairly easy in other ways; even just singing in a group setting will do it. I sing in an Anglican church choir and this weekend is Easter, so I expect to have quite a number of mystical experiences. At one point I attended a Pentecostal church regularly and was willing to put up with people who didn’t believe in evolution because group prayer inevitably triggered my “mystical experience” threshold. (My other emotions are also triggered easily: I laugh out loud when reading alone, cry out loud in sad books and movies, and feel overpowering warm fuzzies when in the presence of small children.)
I have done my share of reading “absurb and useless” books. Usually I found them, well, absurd and useless and pretty boring. I would rather read about the neurological underpinnings of my experience, especially since grokking science’s answers can sometimes trigger a near-mystical experience! (Happened several times while reading Richard Dawkins’ ‘The Selfish Gene’.)
In any case, I would like to hear more about your story, too.
Wow, impressive that nevertheless you’ve managed to become a rationalist! Now I would like to hear how you achieved this feat :-)
I totally agree. Therefore neuroscience of “altered states of consiousness” is one of my pet subjects...
Mainly by having read so much pop science and sci-fi as a kid that by the time the mystical-experience things happened in a religious context (at around 14, when I started singing in the choir and actually being exposed to religious memes) I was already a fairly firm atheist in a family of atheists. Before that, although I remember having vaguely spiritual experiences as a younger kid, they were mostly associated with stuff like looking at beautiful sunsets or swimming. And there’s the fact that I’m genuinely interesting in topics like physics, so I wasn’t going to restrict my reading list to New Age/religious books.