Johnathan Ashcroft
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June 9, 2002
I certainly felt prepared, physically and mentally, for the intense Salvia Divinorum experience I had read about several times. Yet, though my mind was calm, my heart was giving the stuttered shoptlifter beats it turned to before encountering the unexpected.
I stood by the open window of my bedroom, nervously clutching a makeshift pop-bottle
pipe in my right hand. I palmed a well-measured 1/8 gram dose of Sage Wisdom standard fortified leaf in my left. The summer evening's sun filtered in through the screens of my windows, leaving my room brighter than I desired, a compromise necessary to meet the schedule of my sitter.
I cast a furtive glance at my expectant girlfriend, S, and asked her if she was ready. She withdrew a pink lighter from her purse, smiled, and offered an enthusiasticly affirmative reply.
I popped open the veggie-cap full of fortified leaf and emptied its contents into the bottle pipe's bowl. After a deep clearing of my lungs I drew the pipe to my lips and S brought the lighter above the crude bowl. As she flamed the bowl's contents, I inhaled two lungs full of its bitter smoke and stared blankly at the trees outside of the window.
After holding down the smoke for thirty seconds and exhaling, I brought my mouth to the pipe for another hit, but was quickly distracted by the scene outside. Something had changed. I suddenly came to the realization that the trees reached downward to an invisible infinity, taking on an immeasurable scale. I realized that my experience had begun, and before I could suck in any more smoke found myself exclaiming loudly to no one in particular "it's toooo laaaaaaaaaaaate!"
And falling.
I saw S grab the pipe and lighter from my hands, and from there the whole world skipped casually away from sanity's grasp. I cackled hysterically, yet without force, the laughter jumping from my mouth through its own conscious effort, while my own mind separated itself from my body. S later commented that during this time I had been staring at a mirror placed at the end of my room, but I have no memory of such an occurance. Instead I remember becoming a two dimensional camera, capable of seeing a dazed young man rolling about on the floor with an entertained girlfriend watching from a seat. I asked myself questions which I could not answer, "who is this guy laying on the floor? Isntwasntshouldnt it be me?"
The laughter created by the young man, who just a few moments ago was me, was being carried out of the window and out into the neighborhood, something that S had to take care of. As she reached out her hand and whispered "Quiet down" my consciousness was booted back into my head, which commanded my body to carry me into my bed.
As I sat in my bed, covered in sheets, my sensibility slowly crawled back into my mind, and I began realizing the magnitude of the experience I had just endured. Looking at the clock, I realized that only seven minutes had passed. After about three more, I was returned to a state of complete normality, just as before I had ever brought the makeshift plastic pipe to my mouth.
[Changed title from "Salvia Divinorum -- First Time --" to fit forum guidelines]
[ 26 July 2002: Message edited by: Splatt ]
I certainly felt prepared, physically and mentally, for the intense Salvia Divinorum experience I had read about several times. Yet, though my mind was calm, my heart was giving the stuttered shoptlifter beats it turned to before encountering the unexpected.
I stood by the open window of my bedroom, nervously clutching a makeshift pop-bottle
pipe in my right hand. I palmed a well-measured 1/8 gram dose of Sage Wisdom standard fortified leaf in my left. The summer evening's sun filtered in through the screens of my windows, leaving my room brighter than I desired, a compromise necessary to meet the schedule of my sitter.
I cast a furtive glance at my expectant girlfriend, S, and asked her if she was ready. She withdrew a pink lighter from her purse, smiled, and offered an enthusiasticly affirmative reply.
I popped open the veggie-cap full of fortified leaf and emptied its contents into the bottle pipe's bowl. After a deep clearing of my lungs I drew the pipe to my lips and S brought the lighter above the crude bowl. As she flamed the bowl's contents, I inhaled two lungs full of its bitter smoke and stared blankly at the trees outside of the window.
After holding down the smoke for thirty seconds and exhaling, I brought my mouth to the pipe for another hit, but was quickly distracted by the scene outside. Something had changed. I suddenly came to the realization that the trees reached downward to an invisible infinity, taking on an immeasurable scale. I realized that my experience had begun, and before I could suck in any more smoke found myself exclaiming loudly to no one in particular "it's toooo laaaaaaaaaaaate!"
And falling.
I saw S grab the pipe and lighter from my hands, and from there the whole world skipped casually away from sanity's grasp. I cackled hysterically, yet without force, the laughter jumping from my mouth through its own conscious effort, while my own mind separated itself from my body. S later commented that during this time I had been staring at a mirror placed at the end of my room, but I have no memory of such an occurance. Instead I remember becoming a two dimensional camera, capable of seeing a dazed young man rolling about on the floor with an entertained girlfriend watching from a seat. I asked myself questions which I could not answer, "who is this guy laying on the floor? Isntwasntshouldnt it be me?"
The laughter created by the young man, who just a few moments ago was me, was being carried out of the window and out into the neighborhood, something that S had to take care of. As she reached out her hand and whispered "Quiet down" my consciousness was booted back into my head, which commanded my body to carry me into my bed.
As I sat in my bed, covered in sheets, my sensibility slowly crawled back into my mind, and I began realizing the magnitude of the experience I had just endured. Looking at the clock, I realized that only seven minutes had passed. After about three more, I was returned to a state of complete normality, just as before I had ever brought the makeshift plastic pipe to my mouth.
[Changed title from "Salvia Divinorum -- First Time --" to fit forum guidelines]
[ 26 July 2002: Message edited by: Splatt ]
Somehow, the butchering gives it a sort of stream-of-consciousness flavor that I don't mind so much though.