If you ever think that there is a bad trip, this is the only thing that sets you towards bad trip.
Of the countless sounds and grimaces, moans and laughters, faces of pain and smiling faces we have seen in our temples over the years,
I can only say this, they are signs of the same,
feelings opening up.
Awoken by the sharp pain of biting the hook, you have a chance to open your mouth and let go / let go of self created suffering. That is why bad trip can be precisely the best trip – something that wakes you up from trance of the default falling into yourself – your self pity, remorse, cycles of thoughts, reminder by the excess and extreme, that the solution it at hand, closer than own jugular vein, as the Sufi say.
“Who ever got the idea
that we could have pleasure
without pain?
It’s promoted rather widely
in this world, and we buy it.
But pain and pleasure
go together;
they are inseparable.
They can be celebrated.
They are ordinary.”
~ Pema Chödron