roliepolie
Ex-Bluelighter
this experience comes from September of last year.
Salvia Divinorum:
A friend and I had been discussing life and what it means to us. We had somehow gotten on to the subject of reality, and the fact that we both believe that reality is relative to the person living it. And we also had discussed how he believed that he had experienced the DMT space before his birth and that he remembers being given the choice to be born or not. I should also note that at this time I was heavily into any and all drugs I could get my hands on. And it was starting to slow not only my intelligence, but my relationships with friends and family. "C" was the only friend I had left who had endured to this end. And even he, I had screwed over time and again for my own selfish chasing of highs.
We decided to see what the Divine Sage would bring to us this evening, as it is 4am and we have a car arriving at the house at 6am to take us to the airport for a trip to New York where I was to be on a television show, where I could be finding out some very serious news. My mind was engulfed by possibility. Salvia, until this point, had provided me no serious breakthroughs, and nothing more than a body high with a weird headspace. I had decided that we should pray before we did so. We walked to a secluded area of forest where a small pond runs over a natural Dam and into a creek in the woods. A perfect setting for such a natural experience.
I load a glass pipe with a carberator on the side completely full with Salvia in it's plant form. I hug my friend "C" and wish him luck and that the Divine Sage treats him well. He takes a large hit from the pipe and chokes on it's harsh smoke. He tries to take another pull but cannot, and sits down and holds in the smoke until he can no longer.
He has misfired and only has a strange body high that can best be described as a "gift of the sage."
I take my turn, lighting the lighter and putting the pipe to my lips and taking a long hard hit of the material. And hold it in as long as possible. I exhale and light the lighter again, taking an equally hard hit. Hold. Release. I light the lighter a third time, take the rest of the contents of the bowl, holding as long as possible...
As I release the contents I look down into the water in front of me and I see an infant under the water. It is no longer dark outside. It is light and cloudy almost grey. As I reach into the water to grab the drowning infant I hear a small boy and a man walking through the woods. I am the boy, walking with this man. He adn I are dressed as though I would expect Socrates would have. This man is my teacher of Philosophy. He points at the infant in the water and says "this is a tragedy that need not happen. but it is only a tragedy if someone will miss this child when it is no longer with us."
Now when this man is speaking, I become the man and see the scene from his eyes, yet see the man speaking to me from the boys eyes. I nod to the older man in approval, having understood what he has just said. I am suddenly this infant looking out of the water, unable to breathe, unable to understand why it is that I am drowning, or that I am drowning at all.
The man then shows the boy that something is holding the child down. IT'S ME!
I look up from the water and see a woman standing above me with her hands extended and she pulls me from the water and says to me "this must never come to pass. the loss would be too great. make the change in yourself. you have the power to do great things"
I emerge from my headspace(is this a headspace?) and find myself standing waste deep(fully clothed) in water and splashing frantically. My friend "C" is trying desperately to calm me down and pull me out of the water. I finally realize what has happened and I run to the edge of the water and sit down and cry.
Through Salvia I realized that I have a drug problem. Not with Psychedelics, but with other drugs in general. I also realized that a good deal of my talents have been squandered on less than healthy exploits and chemicals.
I was drowning myself. I was killing myself. Holding myself under, when if only left to grow to maturity, I would be able to swim free on my own. I was the man, the teacher. I was the child, the student. I was allowed to view from afar, finally, what it must have looked like to the outside world to view this Suicide. I saw it on my own. And I've been shown that if given half a chance, I am a very special and worthy person.
I was the infant being drown. I was the person holding the infant under.
My only question for some time has been, who is this woman who explained these things to me, and saved me from myself? I think this woman is Salvia Divinorum.
Overall, I would say this experience is a sound ++++. I have never had an experience as profound and life changing(that I have come to grips with so far, that is).
Salvia is not a drug. Salvia is a living and breathing entity that commands much respect. This is not something I would recommend to a beginner, or even a seasoned veteran. The choice isn't yours at all. You can pack as much Salvia, or an extract into a bowl as you want and never break through. The only one who can decide this is Salvia herself. And when she does, I can only hope for your sake that you will be ready.
Enjoy. Be safe. And Thank God every day to be alive, you are very worthwhile. And if you have a problem with drugs, I'd love to talk with you about some ways I am coping with my addictions, and how to combat them WITHOUT more drugs.(Note, I still use Psychedelics as they weren't my addiction.)
Salvia Divinorum:
A friend and I had been discussing life and what it means to us. We had somehow gotten on to the subject of reality, and the fact that we both believe that reality is relative to the person living it. And we also had discussed how he believed that he had experienced the DMT space before his birth and that he remembers being given the choice to be born or not. I should also note that at this time I was heavily into any and all drugs I could get my hands on. And it was starting to slow not only my intelligence, but my relationships with friends and family. "C" was the only friend I had left who had endured to this end. And even he, I had screwed over time and again for my own selfish chasing of highs.
We decided to see what the Divine Sage would bring to us this evening, as it is 4am and we have a car arriving at the house at 6am to take us to the airport for a trip to New York where I was to be on a television show, where I could be finding out some very serious news. My mind was engulfed by possibility. Salvia, until this point, had provided me no serious breakthroughs, and nothing more than a body high with a weird headspace. I had decided that we should pray before we did so. We walked to a secluded area of forest where a small pond runs over a natural Dam and into a creek in the woods. A perfect setting for such a natural experience.
I load a glass pipe with a carberator on the side completely full with Salvia in it's plant form. I hug my friend "C" and wish him luck and that the Divine Sage treats him well. He takes a large hit from the pipe and chokes on it's harsh smoke. He tries to take another pull but cannot, and sits down and holds in the smoke until he can no longer.
He has misfired and only has a strange body high that can best be described as a "gift of the sage."
I take my turn, lighting the lighter and putting the pipe to my lips and taking a long hard hit of the material. And hold it in as long as possible. I exhale and light the lighter again, taking an equally hard hit. Hold. Release. I light the lighter a third time, take the rest of the contents of the bowl, holding as long as possible...
As I release the contents I look down into the water in front of me and I see an infant under the water. It is no longer dark outside. It is light and cloudy almost grey. As I reach into the water to grab the drowning infant I hear a small boy and a man walking through the woods. I am the boy, walking with this man. He adn I are dressed as though I would expect Socrates would have. This man is my teacher of Philosophy. He points at the infant in the water and says "this is a tragedy that need not happen. but it is only a tragedy if someone will miss this child when it is no longer with us."
Now when this man is speaking, I become the man and see the scene from his eyes, yet see the man speaking to me from the boys eyes. I nod to the older man in approval, having understood what he has just said. I am suddenly this infant looking out of the water, unable to breathe, unable to understand why it is that I am drowning, or that I am drowning at all.
The man then shows the boy that something is holding the child down. IT'S ME!
I look up from the water and see a woman standing above me with her hands extended and she pulls me from the water and says to me "this must never come to pass. the loss would be too great. make the change in yourself. you have the power to do great things"
I emerge from my headspace(is this a headspace?) and find myself standing waste deep(fully clothed) in water and splashing frantically. My friend "C" is trying desperately to calm me down and pull me out of the water. I finally realize what has happened and I run to the edge of the water and sit down and cry.
Through Salvia I realized that I have a drug problem. Not with Psychedelics, but with other drugs in general. I also realized that a good deal of my talents have been squandered on less than healthy exploits and chemicals.
I was drowning myself. I was killing myself. Holding myself under, when if only left to grow to maturity, I would be able to swim free on my own. I was the man, the teacher. I was the child, the student. I was allowed to view from afar, finally, what it must have looked like to the outside world to view this Suicide. I saw it on my own. And I've been shown that if given half a chance, I am a very special and worthy person.
I was the infant being drown. I was the person holding the infant under.
My only question for some time has been, who is this woman who explained these things to me, and saved me from myself? I think this woman is Salvia Divinorum.
Overall, I would say this experience is a sound ++++. I have never had an experience as profound and life changing(that I have come to grips with so far, that is).
Salvia is not a drug. Salvia is a living and breathing entity that commands much respect. This is not something I would recommend to a beginner, or even a seasoned veteran. The choice isn't yours at all. You can pack as much Salvia, or an extract into a bowl as you want and never break through. The only one who can decide this is Salvia herself. And when she does, I can only hope for your sake that you will be ready.
Enjoy. Be safe. And Thank God every day to be alive, you are very worthwhile. And if you have a problem with drugs, I'd love to talk with you about some ways I am coping with my addictions, and how to combat them WITHOUT more drugs.(Note, I still use Psychedelics as they weren't my addiction.)
