| Respect Sadi I do not know why I am actually writing this. Experiences with Salvia Divinorum, Sadi, are often indescribable. People often think that because Salvia is legal, they can underestimate it. This will either lead to a bad trip or not breaking through the fractals enough to have a spiritual journey. I've had 3 experiences on Salvia so far. Because the first two were so pleasant (not exactly pleasant but not insanity) I underestimated her. I thought Salvia could only give good trips, and I was out for a "fun" spiritual experience this time I did it. I was an ego-trip with Salvia before the third time I did it. It's widely beleived the shamans used to use Salvia as a healing etheogen during rituals. Many say Salvia is a "teaching" drug. I disrespected Salvia and she taught me a lesson I'll never forget. Be humble with spiritual drugs. (I omitted one persons name, just in case he didn't want anybody to know of this experience) The Trip Nico packed the Salvia very liberally. I took a rather large hit to try and clear it. My eyes teared up. I kept going. When I stopped I leaned back and relaxed against the wall. My vision started pulsating and the room turned brown. I exhaled. My entire body fell backward inside of myself. I could see a "silhouette" of myself from where I fell and inside of it was Nico's room. The "silhouette" was the door to the reality I had just left. My surroundings were all cool colors. Light Purple/light-blue background with light pink platforms I was falling past. I recognized each platform as my thoughts. Every thought I was having, every sense I was sensing had it's own platform. I was falling really fast and saw a lot of platforms. I realized that I was actually falling inside a bigger platform, as in I was falling WITH a bigger platform. Everything I was seeing was my thoughts, and EVERYTHING I was thinking was also platform that I was falling with. So every thought I had had a platform and these platforms actually made up and entire platform which was my entire thought process. Kind of like a gigantic fractal. Fractals which are very, very common on Salvia, but this one was gigantic, and extended far beyond my field of vision. When this happened my being ascended back through the me-shaped door to reality and the cool colors came with me. When I came through the cool colors came with me and framed my entire field of vision. I couldn't comprehend the left side of me. It was all garbled with weird fractals. On the right side of me Nico and Not-Nico were looking at me laughing. The right side was the view from the bed. I couldn't comprehend why they would be laughing at the time and I thought I must have done something embarrasing. I focused on the left side. A garbled yellow fractal mess. Oh, God no. I must have fallen off the bed. Yeah, I had to have. I feel brick shaped on my left side, and my left side has yellow carpet fractals. I couldn't get up. The left half was on the floor. The right half was on the bed. I saw a cup on the ground and I felt that my hand was holding on to a table. I must have knocked them over. I was dreadfully embarraced that I would be one of those stupid fuckers you hear about that knock shit over on Salvia. I felt so bad about it I was willing to live the rest of my life in exile. I still really couldn't comprehend the left side of me but it broke in to two halves, the right side stayed the same only Nico was an Indian and him and Not-Nico were on platforms. The bottom left corner was a yellow fractal mess, the top left corner was seemingly normal. For some reason, I thought I was part of a sit-com. Then Jared walked in. I didn't really know what was going on, but I assumed Jared walked in at the funniest moment he could in the sit-com. Like he was Kramer from Seinfeld or something. He left quickly, and I thought I hallucinated him. The pink-blue fractals that were dividing the three-quadrants lifted me up cold and rigidly, as if they were a machine. They strapped me in and lifted the right half of me off the bed and the left half off the floor and reconnected my two halves. I broke through myself again, this time through the center of me and not falling backwards. The first time I fell back, I fell through my mind, this second time, I fell through my ego. My surroundings this time were dark colors, really shitty looking. Browns and greens mostly. Before this ride really took off, there were pictures of conceivable realities and old memories of them. Then the ride started. At the top of this shit-colored cylindar hallway I was in was Sober-Luke. At the bottom was Salvia-Luke. The ride made me go in this huge circle, getting closer to the top and bottom parallell realities. While I was going in this giant circle, the pink-blue fractals which was holding me at first become grey, cold and mechanical, and whirled me in to circles. So my body was rotating doing flips, and revolving around this machine, so I was doing flips while going in a big circle. It didn't just look like this was happening mind you, you can feel everything. The wind, the gravity. It was unpleasent to say the least. I got closer and closer to the realities everytime and I wanted to hard to get to the reality that would stop this crazy ride. I finally broke through the reality I wanted to get to, but I was still attached to the machine. For some reason, this reality took place in Tony's basement and only Chad and Jared were present, who took the form of Mortal Kombat characters who were fighting and had life bars over their heads. They looked like they normally do, but I assumed they were Mortal Kombat characters for some reason. I knew if I didn't grab something in the room, the machine would whirl me out of this reality and back into the cylinder. I tried to reach but everthing was too far away. The ride takes you farther out in the circle everytime so I figured next time I was in this reality again, I'd be able to grab something. I was rushed out to cylinder again, this time, I noticed that I could choose which person I wanted to be in each reality. I broke through the other reality, the one I didn't want to be in to, where I was a really annoying 8 year old paperboy. Stereotypical 8 year old kid that everyone hates and no one wants to be around. It made me think that that person was really me. Maybe it is? I was in this reality for a while, questioning all the things I do when I'm normal. Was I like this annoying kid at all? I assume I am. This is a harsh realization for me. The ride tugged back. I was in the cylinder again thinking, okay I need to grab something in the next reality so I don't become that Luke kid. As the ride was falling back down towards my destination, I realized the ride was now holding me by the ankle. And it was no longer a ride, but a green hand like thing, the spirit of the Salvia plant. It stopped 3/4 of the way to the reality I wanted to go to and threw me VERY HARD into the reality I didn't want to go in. No! I don't want to be Luke! I did a million flips as she threw me there, and in an impossible to describe fashion I exited the cylinder, came out my normal body and then flipped back inside my normal body. Holy Shit, I'm in Nico's room... on the bed... But this isn't right. I'm in the wrong reality. If I try really hard I bet I can break through the walls of this reality and back to the cylinder. I tried, but to no avail. I later realized that this was the reality I wanted to be in, and I assumed the smaller me was the real me, because I was so dizzy. Sadi actually expelled me through the correct whole I wanted to go through, even though I thought she didn't. I came to realize that I am that annoying little child. Not quite THAT bad, but I should watch it. I'm a silly person. It really humbled me. Big time. The rest of the experience was not as intense as this, and was kind of like a normal psychedelic experience. Breathing, moving, third eyes, fluids, extra-eyes, stuff like that. A few more intense things happened, but I can't really remember where it fits chronologically to tell you the truth. It involved legos and shit, it was weird, and only slightly scary. It's just not significant enough for me to care to describe. I asked Chad if I had fallen off the bed and knocked over the cup and the table. He said none of those things happened. I felt a burden lifted. I felt great. Reflection Salvia is one of the most spiritual things I have ever done, and that trip I just described was the most spirtual thing in my life so far. I learned my lesson. Treat Salvia with respect and she will treat you with respect. Be a chauvenist toward her and she will show you that you're really just an insanely annoying, fat 8-year-old paper-boy with a striped shirt and a baseball cap whom nobody likes and nobody wants to be around. That's relentless teasing and torture. What I got out of it personally was this: The first thing I fell through was my mind. It was healthy. It had a lot of platforms, and it was pretty to look at. It felt like everything was fine. The lego thing which I don't remember when it happened was my spirit. It got grinded up into a million fractal bits and came back together even stronger. It looked as if Salvia were performing routine matinence on it or something. The third (second in the story)thing I fell through, the cylindar room, was my ego. My ego was gross colors, brown and green. This was pretty much unacceptable to Salvia and I think it was trying to tell me: "Your mind and spirit are strong and are where they need to be, but you are full of yourself. You have a long way to go in regards to ego-loss" Why Did I Bother With This? Salvia trips are always very intense things, just this time it was overly and downright SCARY. Nico and I tried telling Thom he hasn't experienced the full effect of Salvia yet. After I said it was the most intense thing EVER he said to Sandy "It's not intense". I got pretty offended by this, because he seems to be denying both Nico's and my own experience and also the experience of countless other people who have done it, including shamans and people like Albert Hofmann. He says he's experienced the full effects of it describing his trip, (paraphrasing) "The room looked the same but outside the room it we were being pulled in this broom/plastic bag, carried by an old lady who is at an amusement park on a nice sunny day. All the while, all the nouns in the room except for people were shifting towards the door like they were being sucked out of the bag". Now this is pretty fucked up, I will not deny this experience or anything, but Salvia gets a lot more intense. This reminds me of other first time trip reports I've read, where people don't get the FULL effects from it. It also reminds me of my first Salvia trip, it's very similar, but then when I learned that was what I should look for, my next trip was INSANITY. I guess this is why I'm even bothering to write this article. I mistreated Salvia thinking she wasn't as relentless as she was. Then I did her and learned me lesson. I'm writing this article as a warning, if you mistreat Salvia, claim she's not intense, underestimate her because she's legal, anything that isn't giving Salvia the utmost respect she deserves, eventually you will get an overwhelmingly terrifying trip, just like I had. That's what this is, a warning. Respect Sadi. |
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