Floating Zebra
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Apr 4, 2011
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- 103
Hey guys, this is my first TR, be easy with it.
About a year and a half ago, id heard of a plant, if smoked, the heavens sunk down to sight. And was told it was a legal high. Up Yours!, that can't be right. But it was, so much to say - it grabbed me by the balls and gave me a real shake of what reality is. So, I had done my research, and had waited for an opportunity to have a puff of it.
A year had passed, and so had half another. A friend of mine gets back from Boston, after trying out for a college there. I give him a ring, and out of the blue, he tells me he's laid his hands on some salvia. I felt a rush of excitement flow through my spine, I make plans to meet him the next day, and so I do.
Skip past everything you don't want to read, and I'm clutching onto a bong-pipe, with its base resting on my thigh. The bowl is filled with a mix of weed and salvia. We use a torch lighter(I think) and produce a flame to the tip of the bowl. The mixture catches on and sets aflame, producing a translucent-white cloud of smoke, I ingest. The smoke is held in my lungs for about ten seconds, during which I feel the effects of the leaf creeping into me.
I pass the bong around to a friend, and struggle on to my feet. I feel an invisible force pushing through my left chest, but ignore it. I turn around and head inside my friends room, but the entire movement felt like the universe turned, in my stillness. I walk in, forgetting everything* I ever knew of myself in the past, and struggling to learn anything more of myself in the present. A brand of pure Colombian C-O-nfusion had entwined around my pointless existence and wiped everything I knew clean, as easily as a mark of chalk off slate. And I saw into infinity, what life is. I saw right through everything I had known and learned that everything in this universe is at infinity, and was caught up in a paradox, kind of like the string theory**. The rest of my trip encircled this thought. . I had tried to walk around the room, with no viable success. I was stumbling around and falling over everything in my path, but I was adamant on finding the end, the truth, the eventuality, but simply couldn't. Every time I had taken a step, I had felt lost in infinity. Everything around me seemed tangible in all aspects, but whenever I attempted to actually sense anything, I wouldn't be able to. For example, If there lay a chair in my path and I was to get around the chair, I would(in my subconscious) calculate the size of the chair, and accordingly move as much as to avoid bumping into the chair. I would calculate everything perfectly, as I would when sober. But when I moved that particular distance to physically get past the chair, the chair would either get larger, or I would get smaller, and I would continue to move out of the chairs way, until I would convince myself that my mind is fucking with me and that I'm easily out of the chairs way. and then when I am absolutely, a hundred-fucking-percent sure that I'm out of the chairs way, I would walk ahead and fall over the chair. On Salvia, everything was as confusing as that, and every time I'd made an accident, I'd be devastated by my lack of awareness, and how fucking stupid I'd become. I had questioned everything that was happening to me, and had the answers spontaneously appear right under my nose. It had seemed as though I had already known the answers(next paragraph) to my questions, which I definitely would not have been able to figure out if I was sober. My trip grew less intense with time-in the world of sobriety. I had felt time to be as high as me, there was no way to keep track. After about 15 minutes, I had stopped tripping, but there remained a pleasant high till around forty minutes after(because of the weed I'd smoke along). The entire experience was the most 'lost' I have ever felt in my life, even more than ever on acid, but everything about that feel was beautiful.
The experience reinforced a belief I had held for a while now: Karma. During my trip I had felt insignificant, trapped in this cosmos of infinite outcomes called "life". To break out of it, means to escape Karma, by enlightenment(like the Buddha). I thought before, but believe now: eventuality is attained(the end, the point of life) by 'moksha'(enlightenment), and you break out of the cycle of rebirth. The trip had shown me how, I can't show you as it did, but tried to tell you what it was.
I am sure everyone who has read this, has asked themselves sometime in their lives or questioned what this thing called "life" is?. During my short, yet significant trip on salvia, I believe, I've had a glimpse of what it truly is.
*: I had mentioned the world everything a couple of times before, some people misinterpret it. By everything I mean, everything you see, touch, feel, hear, taste, think, believe or have before. Everything means EVERYTHING.
**: The string theory is too complex to get into now, but is basically an explanation for an existence of infinity. An example of it in another form is: imagine the number 0. Now try getting to the number 1, its impossible, because the number of 0's keep increasing after the decimal, 0. ∞0.
About a year and a half ago, id heard of a plant, if smoked, the heavens sunk down to sight. And was told it was a legal high. Up Yours!, that can't be right. But it was, so much to say - it grabbed me by the balls and gave me a real shake of what reality is. So, I had done my research, and had waited for an opportunity to have a puff of it.
A year had passed, and so had half another. A friend of mine gets back from Boston, after trying out for a college there. I give him a ring, and out of the blue, he tells me he's laid his hands on some salvia. I felt a rush of excitement flow through my spine, I make plans to meet him the next day, and so I do.
Skip past everything you don't want to read, and I'm clutching onto a bong-pipe, with its base resting on my thigh. The bowl is filled with a mix of weed and salvia. We use a torch lighter(I think) and produce a flame to the tip of the bowl. The mixture catches on and sets aflame, producing a translucent-white cloud of smoke, I ingest. The smoke is held in my lungs for about ten seconds, during which I feel the effects of the leaf creeping into me.
I pass the bong around to a friend, and struggle on to my feet. I feel an invisible force pushing through my left chest, but ignore it. I turn around and head inside my friends room, but the entire movement felt like the universe turned, in my stillness. I walk in, forgetting everything* I ever knew of myself in the past, and struggling to learn anything more of myself in the present. A brand of pure Colombian C-O-nfusion had entwined around my pointless existence and wiped everything I knew clean, as easily as a mark of chalk off slate. And I saw into infinity, what life is. I saw right through everything I had known and learned that everything in this universe is at infinity, and was caught up in a paradox, kind of like the string theory**. The rest of my trip encircled this thought. . I had tried to walk around the room, with no viable success. I was stumbling around and falling over everything in my path, but I was adamant on finding the end, the truth, the eventuality, but simply couldn't. Every time I had taken a step, I had felt lost in infinity. Everything around me seemed tangible in all aspects, but whenever I attempted to actually sense anything, I wouldn't be able to. For example, If there lay a chair in my path and I was to get around the chair, I would(in my subconscious) calculate the size of the chair, and accordingly move as much as to avoid bumping into the chair. I would calculate everything perfectly, as I would when sober. But when I moved that particular distance to physically get past the chair, the chair would either get larger, or I would get smaller, and I would continue to move out of the chairs way, until I would convince myself that my mind is fucking with me and that I'm easily out of the chairs way. and then when I am absolutely, a hundred-fucking-percent sure that I'm out of the chairs way, I would walk ahead and fall over the chair. On Salvia, everything was as confusing as that, and every time I'd made an accident, I'd be devastated by my lack of awareness, and how fucking stupid I'd become. I had questioned everything that was happening to me, and had the answers spontaneously appear right under my nose. It had seemed as though I had already known the answers(next paragraph) to my questions, which I definitely would not have been able to figure out if I was sober. My trip grew less intense with time-in the world of sobriety. I had felt time to be as high as me, there was no way to keep track. After about 15 minutes, I had stopped tripping, but there remained a pleasant high till around forty minutes after(because of the weed I'd smoke along). The entire experience was the most 'lost' I have ever felt in my life, even more than ever on acid, but everything about that feel was beautiful.
The experience reinforced a belief I had held for a while now: Karma. During my trip I had felt insignificant, trapped in this cosmos of infinite outcomes called "life". To break out of it, means to escape Karma, by enlightenment(like the Buddha). I thought before, but believe now: eventuality is attained(the end, the point of life) by 'moksha'(enlightenment), and you break out of the cycle of rebirth. The trip had shown me how, I can't show you as it did, but tried to tell you what it was.
I am sure everyone who has read this, has asked themselves sometime in their lives or questioned what this thing called "life" is?. During my short, yet significant trip on salvia, I believe, I've had a glimpse of what it truly is.
*: I had mentioned the world everything a couple of times before, some people misinterpret it. By everything I mean, everything you see, touch, feel, hear, taste, think, believe or have before. Everything means EVERYTHING.
**: The string theory is too complex to get into now, but is basically an explanation for an existence of infinity. An example of it in another form is: imagine the number 0. Now try getting to the number 1, its impossible, because the number of 0's keep increasing after the decimal, 0. ∞0.
