This body I inhabit got drunk and high and some other wierd thing last night, and I had a huge spiritual awakening.
All the problems of the world are illusions. We imprison ourselves in the past and hide in the future, and the whole story of adam and eve and the fruit all makes sense now. The sins of the parents will pass on to the child. From a young age we are taught to use our humanity to fill us, to use all the sensory indulgences to make us feel "right". What was wrong with how we felt before that? Nothing. God is perfect. We are perfect. Nothing can touch me and nothing ever did, but the illusion of the ego was always trying to force the sensory expirience into a spiritual/emotional one. It's a lie. And until we recognize this lie, this prison humanity puts themselves in, we can never slip through the false-self-imposed bars.

Physically, my rational mind compares adam and eve to be the pre-rationality Apes. They still lived with pure unconditional love, with the spirit of god and instinct at all times. But the fruit "knoledge, rational evolution" and satan "the slippery indulgences of codependant instant gratification" both led humanity astray, led us to beleive that the only way we could find purity in life was if we could obtain the narcissism and codependant life of judgment, of the uncreative false dichotomy of Take.

Buddhism is making sense.

My question to any enlightened beings on here then, is what is True Intimacy?
In all of my human memories, I do not recall a truly healthy relationship with truly healthy intimacy. A dinner with my step mom and dad proved scary, my ego has slowly been getting smaller and smaller and I see now how the faculties of mans denial and self-degrading constantly protective ego lead to Adult relationships. In the yin and yang of the relationship, my father is the self-sacrificial Optimistic one, who tries as hard as he can to push others into his illusion of happyness, while still maintaining a judgemental attitude so as to feel superior. My step mom always the victim, always correcting my father, just another copy of my mother in the dominant/codependancy.
The essence of their desires and fears directed towards me seems to be that suffering seeks suffering, and in my spiritual peace they saw only their own fears. My head was empty, and I get it now how this works. All of our lives we're just staring into a mirror, living in this dream world of fear, constantly fighting, constantly rationalizing, constantly looking for a way out of this pain.

What is intimacy? If two beings who don't desire to use each other as a crutch come together, in pure love and acceptance, then what is intimacy?

Dispassion allows me to see with clarity, but now that I do, I find my rational mind is awakened in the fear of seeing the illusions of others, but not knowing how to interact and possibly shed some light on the situation without indulging in the dance of egos. I find that the longer a person stays in my prescence, the quicker they want to get away. In their minds, they fill my head with their own sobbing child, and in my eyes see only the pain in themselves. They want to get away. Tonight I did absolutely nothing, I ate dinner quietly and observed, I did my best to dispel all fears and desires, and watching the situation I saw so much pain, so much artificiality or childishness of emotional immaturity. I wasn't trying to find fault with them, but maybe thats exactly what I was really doing. Still, if nothing is any more important than anything else, how the fuck do I interact with people? After not projecting on them, how do I???????