BishopsBishop
Bluelighter
Today, I smoked Salvia with for the first time with 2 friends. And suddenly I hit the realisation: I've been here before.
You see, I've had about 4 or 5 experiences with MDMA, and each experience has left me with an odd feeling. Like I'd experienced something different from just the 'ecstasy' period of the MDMA, but at times I found my mind somewhere quite otherworldly. Enough so that trying to re-visit that state of mind past those events leaves me confused about the odd, deep sensation of mind and body that I was lapsing into at times.
And tonight, when I held in my few full lungs of strong salvia, I finally discovered it: this 'space' is my mind in psychedelia. This is the answer to what was happening when I use MDMA - I lull into some electric psychedelic trance-like state, my psychedelic mind.
It's an odd state: I don't know if mine's like yours. In mine, my vision (eyes closed or open) becomes a gradually exaggerated depiction of the dark fuzz you see when you close your eyes. And in this dark hall of dimly lit space, my thoughts, my own pestering ideas, populate the gaps with odd, short-lived psychological sensations and realisations. It's my mind unzipped and folded in on itself. It's remarkable.
So I'd love to know if anyone can relate to what I mean - or maybe I've helped you realise that 'zone' yourselves?
Bishopsbishop
You see, I've had about 4 or 5 experiences with MDMA, and each experience has left me with an odd feeling. Like I'd experienced something different from just the 'ecstasy' period of the MDMA, but at times I found my mind somewhere quite otherworldly. Enough so that trying to re-visit that state of mind past those events leaves me confused about the odd, deep sensation of mind and body that I was lapsing into at times.
And tonight, when I held in my few full lungs of strong salvia, I finally discovered it: this 'space' is my mind in psychedelia. This is the answer to what was happening when I use MDMA - I lull into some electric psychedelic trance-like state, my psychedelic mind.
It's an odd state: I don't know if mine's like yours. In mine, my vision (eyes closed or open) becomes a gradually exaggerated depiction of the dark fuzz you see when you close your eyes. And in this dark hall of dimly lit space, my thoughts, my own pestering ideas, populate the gaps with odd, short-lived psychological sensations and realisations. It's my mind unzipped and folded in on itself. It's remarkable.
So I'd love to know if anyone can relate to what I mean - or maybe I've helped you realise that 'zone' yourselves?
Bishopsbishop
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