phoenixrain88
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jun 7, 2008
- Messages
- 81
I smoked a single bowl of Salvia 5x all to myself, holding it as long as I could.
Immediately I was filled with a queer excitement. I looked about with an almost predatory grin on my face. I moved my left arm like a wing, then my right. Left, right. The arms felt as though they were being pulled by marionette strings. The feeling was intense and unmistakable. Marionette strings, attached to ... something ... above me. Representing the dictatorship of the consciousness, that strangest of projections, over the body, perhaps?
And then ... voices. Whispering voices. They were entities. Not gods, but somewhere on the spiritual spectrum between the human mind and a godlike intelligence. They had either entered my body, or had been activated within it, or had been there all along and I had just been made aware of them for the first time ... and they were in control. And the worst/best/most interesting part was, they did a perfect job of making me feel as though I was in control. Up until that moment.
And then ...
"DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE" in the most vicious and condescending male voice imaginable.
The inside of my head was burning. It was like steam billowing through the skull. The anxiety was intense, but not quite panic. And then, a whispered female voice:
"Live live live live live."
And I lived. Haven't done salvia since.
Immediately I was filled with a queer excitement. I looked about with an almost predatory grin on my face. I moved my left arm like a wing, then my right. Left, right. The arms felt as though they were being pulled by marionette strings. The feeling was intense and unmistakable. Marionette strings, attached to ... something ... above me. Representing the dictatorship of the consciousness, that strangest of projections, over the body, perhaps?
And then ... voices. Whispering voices. They were entities. Not gods, but somewhere on the spiritual spectrum between the human mind and a godlike intelligence. They had either entered my body, or had been activated within it, or had been there all along and I had just been made aware of them for the first time ... and they were in control. And the worst/best/most interesting part was, they did a perfect job of making me feel as though I was in control. Up until that moment.
And then ...
"DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE" in the most vicious and condescending male voice imaginable.
The inside of my head was burning. It was like steam billowing through the skull. The anxiety was intense, but not quite panic. And then, a whispered female voice:
"Live live live live live."
And I lived. Haven't done salvia since.
