Good Corruption
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Salvia Divinorum: The Omnipotent Ego Killer
my point of view:
0.375mg of xanax was ingested orally and 0.125 was snorted roughly 20 minutes before the trip to help counteract anxiety...2 cartridges of nitrous were also consumed immediately before the trip...
setting:
my friend's garage...car parked on my left hand side...concrete floor...garage was dimly lit by sunlight leaking thru cracks and the small windows on the garage door...no music...tripsitter sat there quietly for the duration of the trip...
mindset:
"let's do this..."
dosage: 1/5th gram of 6x extract...
the experience:
all the acid and shrooms in the world cannot pepare you for the power of salvia divinorum...
i'm kind of in a state of hysteria, amazement, astonishment, and somewhat disbelief of what just happened...i will try to remember wha exactly happened in chronological order...but my memories of the trip are kinda fragmented so please bear with me...there are no words sufficient enough to describe my experience...
i had the bong loaded in front of me...i did 2 cartridges of nitrous to prepare myself for the trip...as soon as the nitrous wore off i hit the bong...all i remember of the real world at that point were my lips lifting off the bong and the bong just melting and being swept away like grains of sand being blown away by the wind...instantly i was in a new world...there was no transition...it felt like i had been in this world the whole time and that reality never existed...reality was forgotten...i felt a sensation of being swept aside...my ego was gone...i was no longer a person...i looked at myself and i was a bristle on a broom...each time i was swept aside...my feet felt like they were dragging on the floor...i felt as a bristle on a broom would feel as it were sweeping the floor...the next thing that happened is kind of hard to explain...but i was piece of rubber on a tire...i was like a lil rubber molecule lined up next to other molecules in the tire...all of a sudden i got this sensation like i was doing cartwheels...the tire was rotating...me and the rest of the molecules were lined up shoulder to shoulder...and our feet would be the part of the tire closest to the outside...anyway...the tire was rotating and everytime my body would touch the asphalt...it would be shredded away...i watched as my fellow molecules were being shredded down as well...first my feet got shredded...then my legs...then my abdomen...this continued till the asphalt shredded thru my shoulder...i could feel the asphalt grind thru my arm...thru my shoulder...thru my back...and thru my chest...and the flesh that was torn off was a dark greenish black which looked exactly like shredded tire rubber...brief flashes of reality penetrated the trip...i saw my wallet, lighter, nitrous cartridges, cracker, and balloon lying on the floor but i did not recognize what they were...i looked at my trip sitter and i did not recognize that he was a person either...he was just another bristle on the broom like me...then i heard a voice saying something about "now you know what a broom feels like" then i said something like "we are all bristles on a broom"...slowly...reality started coming back to me...familiar things took shape again...i remembered that i was a person...i looked at my tripsitter and i still did not recognize if he was real or not...it felt backwards coming back...instead of feeling like i was leaving the trip and heading back to reality...it felt like the trip was reality and reality was the trip...although i had gained conscious vision again...i still wasn't sure if it was all real...even my tripsitter did not look real...i was so confused...i recall myself trying to talk to my tripsitter as reality reintegrated...i wasn't even sure if i was really talking to him or if it was part of the trip...i touched the floor to make sure it was real...i looked at my arms and shoulders and squeezed them them with my own hands to make sure they were really there...it felt like a zillion acid and shroom trips compressed into 5 minutes...
so basically...i lived the life of a bristle on a broom and a piece of rubber on a tire in my trip...the only colors i remember seeing during the peak were yellow, red, orange, and a dark greenish black...i have no idea if my eyes were open or closed during the whole trip...
there was one point where i felt fear trying to surface...but it seemed like the salvia bitchslapped my ego and told it to shut up or the xanax i took earlier held back that feeling so that emotion disappeard quickly...other than that there were no emotions in the trip that i recall of...
the tripsitter's point of view:
[to be continued]
[This message has been edited by Good Corruption (edited 26 August 2001).]
i honestly feel that i experiened a level 5 or 6 trip earlier...the following is a report of the experience...S-A-L-V-I-A Trip Rating Scale
Level -1 "S stands for SUBTLE effects." A feeling that 'something' is happening, although it is difficulty to say just what. Relaxation and increased sensual appreciation may be noted. This mild level is useful for meditation and may facilitate sexual pleasure.
Level - 2 "A stands for ALTERED perception." Colors and textures are paid attention to. Appreciation of music may be enhanced. Space may appear of greater or lesser depth than is usual. But visions do not occur at this level. Thinking becomes less logical, and more playful; short term memory difficulties are may be noted.
Level - 3 "L" stands for LIGHT visionary state." Closed eye visuals (clear imagery with eyes closed: fractal patterns, vinelike and geometric patterns, visions of objects and designs). The imagery is often two dimensional. If open eyed visual effects occur these are usually vague and fleeting. At this level phenomena similar to the hypnagogic phenomena that some people experience at sleep onset occur. At this level visions are experienced as 'eye candy' but are not confused with reality.
Level - 4 "V stands for VIVID visionary state." Complex three dimensional realistic appearing scenes occur. Sometimes voices may be heard. With eyes open contact with consensual reality will not be entirely lost, but when you close your eyes you may forget about consensus reality and enter completely into a dreamlike scene. Shamanistic journeying to other lands, foreign or imaginary; encounters with beings, entities, spirits; or travels to other ages may occur. You may even live the life of another person. At this level you have entered the shaman's world. Or if you prefer you are in ''dream time'. With eyes closed you experience fantasies (dream like happenings, with a story line to them). So long as your eyes are closed you may believe they are really occurring. This differs from the 'eye candy' closed eye imagery, of level 3.
Level - 5 "I" stands for IMMATERIAL existence." At this level consciousness remains and some though processes are still lucid, but one becomes completely involved in inner experience and looses all contact with consensual reality. Individuality may be lost; one experiences merging with God/dess, mind, universal consciousness, or bizarre fusions with other objects real or imagined, e.g. merging with a wall may be experienced. At this level it is impossible to function in consensual reality, but unfortunately some people do not remain still but move around in this befuddled state. For this reason a sitter is essential to ensure the safety of someone voyaging to the inner levels. To the person experiencing this, the phenomenon may be terrifying or exceedingly pleasant; but to an outside observer the individual may appear confused or disoriented.
Level 6 - "A stands for AMNESIC effects " At this stage either consciousness is lost; or at least one is unable to later recall what one is experiencing. The individual may fall, or remain immobile or thrash around; somnambulistic behavior may occur; injuries can be sustained without pain being felt; on awakening the individual will have no recollection of what he/she did, experienced or said in level 6. People cannot ever recall what they experience in this very deep trance state. This is not a sought after level as later nothing can be recalled of the experience.
my point of view:
0.375mg of xanax was ingested orally and 0.125 was snorted roughly 20 minutes before the trip to help counteract anxiety...2 cartridges of nitrous were also consumed immediately before the trip...
setting:
my friend's garage...car parked on my left hand side...concrete floor...garage was dimly lit by sunlight leaking thru cracks and the small windows on the garage door...no music...tripsitter sat there quietly for the duration of the trip...
mindset:
"let's do this..."
dosage: 1/5th gram of 6x extract...
the experience:
all the acid and shrooms in the world cannot pepare you for the power of salvia divinorum...
i'm kind of in a state of hysteria, amazement, astonishment, and somewhat disbelief of what just happened...i will try to remember wha exactly happened in chronological order...but my memories of the trip are kinda fragmented so please bear with me...there are no words sufficient enough to describe my experience...
i had the bong loaded in front of me...i did 2 cartridges of nitrous to prepare myself for the trip...as soon as the nitrous wore off i hit the bong...all i remember of the real world at that point were my lips lifting off the bong and the bong just melting and being swept away like grains of sand being blown away by the wind...instantly i was in a new world...there was no transition...it felt like i had been in this world the whole time and that reality never existed...reality was forgotten...i felt a sensation of being swept aside...my ego was gone...i was no longer a person...i looked at myself and i was a bristle on a broom...each time i was swept aside...my feet felt like they were dragging on the floor...i felt as a bristle on a broom would feel as it were sweeping the floor...the next thing that happened is kind of hard to explain...but i was piece of rubber on a tire...i was like a lil rubber molecule lined up next to other molecules in the tire...all of a sudden i got this sensation like i was doing cartwheels...the tire was rotating...me and the rest of the molecules were lined up shoulder to shoulder...and our feet would be the part of the tire closest to the outside...anyway...the tire was rotating and everytime my body would touch the asphalt...it would be shredded away...i watched as my fellow molecules were being shredded down as well...first my feet got shredded...then my legs...then my abdomen...this continued till the asphalt shredded thru my shoulder...i could feel the asphalt grind thru my arm...thru my shoulder...thru my back...and thru my chest...and the flesh that was torn off was a dark greenish black which looked exactly like shredded tire rubber...brief flashes of reality penetrated the trip...i saw my wallet, lighter, nitrous cartridges, cracker, and balloon lying on the floor but i did not recognize what they were...i looked at my trip sitter and i did not recognize that he was a person either...he was just another bristle on the broom like me...then i heard a voice saying something about "now you know what a broom feels like" then i said something like "we are all bristles on a broom"...slowly...reality started coming back to me...familiar things took shape again...i remembered that i was a person...i looked at my tripsitter and i still did not recognize if he was real or not...it felt backwards coming back...instead of feeling like i was leaving the trip and heading back to reality...it felt like the trip was reality and reality was the trip...although i had gained conscious vision again...i still wasn't sure if it was all real...even my tripsitter did not look real...i was so confused...i recall myself trying to talk to my tripsitter as reality reintegrated...i wasn't even sure if i was really talking to him or if it was part of the trip...i touched the floor to make sure it was real...i looked at my arms and shoulders and squeezed them them with my own hands to make sure they were really there...it felt like a zillion acid and shroom trips compressed into 5 minutes...
so basically...i lived the life of a bristle on a broom and a piece of rubber on a tire in my trip...the only colors i remember seeing during the peak were yellow, red, orange, and a dark greenish black...i have no idea if my eyes were open or closed during the whole trip...
there was one point where i felt fear trying to surface...but it seemed like the salvia bitchslapped my ego and told it to shut up or the xanax i took earlier held back that feeling so that emotion disappeard quickly...other than that there were no emotions in the trip that i recall of...
the tripsitter's point of view:
[to be continued]
[This message has been edited by Good Corruption (edited 26 August 2001).]