LotsOfDogs
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Aug 14, 2012
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- 43
Hello everyone.
I've been lurking on this site for quite a while now and decided it was time to make a contribution to this section of the forums. I've been around the block a few times, experimented extensively with most recreationals, but Psychadelics, MDMA and Cannabis are really my drugs of choice.
Last week, I decided to smoke some Salvia I've had kicking around for some time. I've really been getting into Carbon Based Lifeforms, and thought that their music would make a great soundtrack to a Salvia episode. The following trip report is something I wrote immediately afterwards and is the result of that half hour, during which time I took three pretty decent hits of Salvia after the previous one wore off, put on my best pair of headphones and lay down on the bed in a darkened room:
The music arcs between my left and right wrists and the sensorium expands to completely surround me in four dimensions. I must remember to somehow bring some of this back with me. The chords and melodies of the music float like clouds of different coloured ink in water. This is eternal. This place where consciousness is somehow thicker and where sound has a physical quality, like strands of a woven tapestry......Everything is consciousness, just at a different frequency modulation....It is 5d now, solid and all enveloping, in a place where there is no time. My consciousness inhabits wherever my imagination takes me or is my imagination just wherever my my consciousness goes? No, they are the same thing here.
There is no death.
Bobbing up and down in the ocean of everything, the energy radiates down upon me from above. I know that my body lies in a dark room somewhere but I am bathing in an energy right now that is much more real. This is why I love the sun....Because it is like this moment of joy and security.....I know that regardless of anything that happens, there is always this, here. This place where the distant physical world I know in everyday human existence is merely the product of this loom of consciousness, where sound feels solid.
The teacher plant has shown me something wonderful here. I know that normal existence is just a thin slice of something profoundly wonderful yet incomprehensible from a human point of view.....as if I dwelled down in the ground around the roots but had the chance to travel up the stem and out through the beautiful flower of a consciousness - so much richer that it is.
There are others here as well. Not people, not even beings. Presences. They’re familiar and not alarming at all...I expect them to be here. This place is like a foundry where everything comes into being and where its essence remains.
I feel the bed has a low hum, like a current is running through it....I’m not surprised and it’s perfectly possible that it’s the salvia experience leaking through to the reality I’ve temporarily escaped into orbit from.
The music is amazing....Profoundly tangible but also reassuring me that this is how things really are, and all else is but an illusion, a view obstructed by blinkers that I have managed to remove to glimpse a familiar and wonderful reality that whispers that it has been and always will be there waiting for me to come back to it whenever I choose......All I have to do is remember it’s there and somehow keep a sense, however crude of it’s true, timeless nature.
As I reluctantly return, I am reborn. If I can just remember where I have been, just bring back a fragment of it with me, then I know life in this dimension will be easier. It’s as if the universe knew that I needed to catch a glimpse of this inter-dimensional cascade, and that after seeing it, I am free to continue on with a lighter heart and a more carefree nature.
Onwards I go, confidently back into the playground.
I've been lurking on this site for quite a while now and decided it was time to make a contribution to this section of the forums. I've been around the block a few times, experimented extensively with most recreationals, but Psychadelics, MDMA and Cannabis are really my drugs of choice.
Last week, I decided to smoke some Salvia I've had kicking around for some time. I've really been getting into Carbon Based Lifeforms, and thought that their music would make a great soundtrack to a Salvia episode. The following trip report is something I wrote immediately afterwards and is the result of that half hour, during which time I took three pretty decent hits of Salvia after the previous one wore off, put on my best pair of headphones and lay down on the bed in a darkened room:
The music arcs between my left and right wrists and the sensorium expands to completely surround me in four dimensions. I must remember to somehow bring some of this back with me. The chords and melodies of the music float like clouds of different coloured ink in water. This is eternal. This place where consciousness is somehow thicker and where sound has a physical quality, like strands of a woven tapestry......Everything is consciousness, just at a different frequency modulation....It is 5d now, solid and all enveloping, in a place where there is no time. My consciousness inhabits wherever my imagination takes me or is my imagination just wherever my my consciousness goes? No, they are the same thing here.
There is no death.
Bobbing up and down in the ocean of everything, the energy radiates down upon me from above. I know that my body lies in a dark room somewhere but I am bathing in an energy right now that is much more real. This is why I love the sun....Because it is like this moment of joy and security.....I know that regardless of anything that happens, there is always this, here. This place where the distant physical world I know in everyday human existence is merely the product of this loom of consciousness, where sound feels solid.
The teacher plant has shown me something wonderful here. I know that normal existence is just a thin slice of something profoundly wonderful yet incomprehensible from a human point of view.....as if I dwelled down in the ground around the roots but had the chance to travel up the stem and out through the beautiful flower of a consciousness - so much richer that it is.
There are others here as well. Not people, not even beings. Presences. They’re familiar and not alarming at all...I expect them to be here. This place is like a foundry where everything comes into being and where its essence remains.
I feel the bed has a low hum, like a current is running through it....I’m not surprised and it’s perfectly possible that it’s the salvia experience leaking through to the reality I’ve temporarily escaped into orbit from.
The music is amazing....Profoundly tangible but also reassuring me that this is how things really are, and all else is but an illusion, a view obstructed by blinkers that I have managed to remove to glimpse a familiar and wonderful reality that whispers that it has been and always will be there waiting for me to come back to it whenever I choose......All I have to do is remember it’s there and somehow keep a sense, however crude of it’s true, timeless nature.
As I reluctantly return, I am reborn. If I can just remember where I have been, just bring back a fragment of it with me, then I know life in this dimension will be easier. It’s as if the universe knew that I needed to catch a glimpse of this inter-dimensional cascade, and that after seeing it, I am free to continue on with a lighter heart and a more carefree nature.
Onwards I go, confidently back into the playground.