"Tell me, what is your theory on the supernatural realm?"
The supernatural realm in what sense? I'd have to say I'm less sure of that than ever. I don't believe in the supernatural because never once has concrete evidence been shown to support it. And I have a strong position of not believing something (such as: there are ghosts, god exists or even that the moon orbits around earth) until it is strongly proven. However, realizing fully that the salvia was controlling me I can tell you that not only was I hallucinating I was in a totally different reality. What my body was doing in this plane of existence (and I use that term oh so loosely as I realize, I state again, that I was hallucinating on drugs) had no relation to what it was doing in the plane of existence I was perceiving.
"Does man possess a soul?"
Why add 'soul' to the equation when it cannot be shown to be true and is unnecessary to reality?
The biggest aspect of my hallucination was the penguin of goodness. This penguin, to me at the time, was god. He looked at me, waddled a little closer, looked at me and as I reached out to touch him he just made everything in the world alright. And this was no small task because I was freaking out from the giant baby and Jeff leaving me alone as I fell to my death. But you know why, in retrospect, he made me feel so good? It's because he wanted to. Perhaps what I'm missing in my life is a stable figure who wants just to help me. So many people around me want me to be their strong point, want me to be the one who consoles them and ensures them everything will be cool. But this penguin of goodness did not want this from me. My relationship with the penguin was to be one of him just always being an aid. He just wanted to make sure I was cool with everything, he never wanted to have me have to deal with his problems.
And that to me was a very religious experience at the time. See, God is always telling people in modern religions that they should do this, do every task in a certain way, follow every rule. And if you don't, he'll abandon you. He created you and if you don't do everything he wants you to he'll just as soon leave you to suffer. I've always seen the Judeo-Christian god as the anti-good. But the penguin of goodness didn't care. The penguin thought I was a pretty good guy all-in-all and realizing that morals and opinions are subjective and that my attitude was mine and mine alone he felt I deserved just as much help as anyone else. So there he was, just making sure I was nice and chilled. The penguin, perhaps, is just my desire to have someone who doesn't expect so much of me. And maybe unconsciously this is my view of a good human being.