Salvia is NOT too cool.

I just went and smoked some salvia last night (along with a bowl of some VERY good herb) ... For some reason, every time I use a 6x or lower extract, I can only get to stage 4 (the lesser of the two main tripping stages). Granted it may have been because I was incredibly stoned, but ...

It was a very interesting trip ... because of the herb I smoked, I didn't have the mental clarity to analyze much, or the ability to remember much about it ... so it was a very playful trip.

If any of you have ever played the game Rez for the PlayStation or DreamCast (if not, I HIGHLY suggest you go out, spend $20 for a DC, and then download Rez and burn it to a CD, and stick it in the DC to play it; it WILL play CDs like that, and it's a very cheap system), my trip was rather similar to that on a visual sense (but there was, unfortunately no awesome Rez music =P).

I remember seeing ... not really walls, but great floors that had patterns which constantly morphed into more complex patterns. And every now and again, there was an incredible pressure that was pulling me down into somewhere. It's hard to explain ... "down" was towards the real floor (I was lying on my back), but the floors I was seeing were still floors. And every now and again, there'd be a very weird pressure that seemed like it was trying to suck me down into the floor and place me into another dimension ... it was very odd, but also very enjoyable.

Playing Rez afterward, I realized how similar the two were.

Moral of the story: 1) I need to work up enough courage to try salvia when I'm not stoned, and 2) Everybody should spend the little bit of money to get a DreamCast, as there are a rediculous amount of GREAT games for it, and even though those games are no longer in official production, you can download and burn them for free; some people even still write games for the DreamCast of their own free will, and release them for free on the Internet. Great system.

 

ive done salvia quite a few times especially the 21X and it is definately the drug that makes me the most paranoid...i feel like all the authority figures in my life are knocking at my doors. so much to the point that i dont enjoy it. but ive definately had some good experiences while smoking slavia(the right way, in a bong with a torch lighter)...and im not sure what you mean about the sick feeling but i always get the felling that im being pushed or pulled when i smoke it

 

21x? Did you mean 20x? (If not, ... who the heck is crazy enough to sell a 21x extract?! =P)

 

u have to be excited and happy to get a good trip but when u do u'll never go back trust me

 

Never go back to Salvia, or to another drug?

 

Another drug.

 

Can someone explain to me what the stages of tripping are?

 

For salvia? Most people use something called the S-A-L-V-I-A scale. The following is an excerpt from sagewisdom.org:

 

I didn't learn anything at all...I just had a few minutes of the happiest time I've ever had.

 

Aye, I've had one of those moments ... though I definately learned a lot.

For me, it seems the higher the dosage, the more I learn. At low dosages, it's more just "fun" (if it can be called that) and playful hinking. At medium, it's interesting ... powerful playing; the kind of state of mind where you realize there's something deeper, but you don't realize what it is, and everything that is happening is awesome (not necessarily in a good sense, but usually non-threatening and good if you keep a stable mindset through it). At higher dosages, it provokes incredibly deep experiences which seem to show new perspectives about the universe and such to me. That alone is more incredible than any other experience, but it's not something I like to venture off to very often, because of its intensity. =P

But yeah, I can relate to those "super happy" experiences. At one point, I was so happy, I was dancing around a forest, believing that there were dragons and other mythical creatures in there, and then I looked out on a small, dirty river, and suddenly wanted to be a sailor. =P Haha.

 

I think this dose is too strong for you.
it might be hard to measure 21x, but cut back and see how it goes.
I find the effect is slow for the first 3 breaths after exhaling, then it gets interesting, and if you had too much by the 6th breath after exhaling you can be quite terrified and even forget that this is breath 6 (of about 40 of the whole exagerrated salvia experience) and that you had smoked anythng.

 

hey redgreenvines
*waves*

... small internet, isn't it?

 

Some say this is how all religions started...

 

It's how mine started. =)

 

It's how mine started too!
(High-five, hikaru)

Hank

 

Haha ... high five, Hank.

 

Yes, it has to bew known visionary plants and herbs can be fun but are not hedonistic. You may find salvia's touch bizarrre and even scary. She probably isn't fond of disrespect.


R

 

To sing Her praises
is not to argue with those who don't feel the connection at this moment (or ever) with thisway/mode/vision/door/chemical/presence
.....MYSTERY.


Now with that out of the way.....


I lay my body down
upon this sacred earth in full-feeling-prostration at the feet of this wondrous and powerful initiation, sacred rite and organic Teacher.

I feel Her an avalanche
of humbling awe: the near heart-stopping beauty, the mind-shattering awe,...all should be so lucky as to welcome such dis-illusion.

Our beloved brother Terrence
once quipped when seriousness of the immediacy of the transformative power of psychedelics in comparison of a life of meditation "....I mean no one heads to the ashram with their knees knocking in fear for the transformation process that is about to occur....". Not to knock meditation at all (having logged my share of years of it as well) but, as with psilocybin, ayahuasca and DMT (for me) there is a healthy "nervous anticipation" as well as what i can only imagine to be something akin to the excitement a groom has awaiting his bride or a son for the arrival of his beloved mother after some long cosmic separation.


Braggers Beware.
I say all this, and hope it can be felt as such by you, as a confession, a grace, a gift....nothing like anykind of boasting or narcissistic self-attention. I seek only, by saying anything about how it is for me, to add my testament to the psalms of how She has been for me.....one man's grateful babbling in praise of who She can be for you, who She is for me.



I have the strangest feeling
that Salvia is also giving me (providing us all/those willing) a chance to practice the "art" of dying. Something so ephemerally familiar about the place/space it takes you to, no? The flavor of profound transition is in the air and for me always coming into some kind of "collectivity of souls". God!, i wish i could better language this, for me, for you, in honor of what is revealed. This cosmic cat gets, obviously, more than just our tongues here.


Like some great Easter-egg hunt
or the like but played on a gaming interface many levels deep and with NO idea who the other players are or the nature/intent of the "game". Every deeply honest trip-report drags back a portion of it, a glint of that light, a waft of IT....... but clearly the impulse to share in words what it all means to us is an undertaking orders removed from the specter of novelty we cast ourselves into "there".


WHo's ready for THAT "there" here
will feel teased at and invited (pulled) to continue to come deeper, let go more and more, be penetrated by and merge into....into WHAT?!?! ....a place, a space, others, energies...? There is a sense of braving/breaking some kind of taboo; this sense of having (or for so many, fearing to have) gone "too far" and then stretched that far (where "that" is as far as you can allow/go), looking back now and comparing that state to the puny lies/limits/1/2-truths of consensus reality (no matter how conscious you effort to make your chopping of wood and carrying or water).


Reeling from the shock
of seeing the truth: its all such a contrivance, such an artifice, such a baklava of ideation the "safety" of our illusion of familiarity: "now i'm alive" (so gotta work to preserve and secure and protect and pleasurize that and....) "but i could die" (so gotta be insured and careful and well planned and ...) "but not yet " (so get it on being a "somebody" and all that that requires to fit in or make not fitting in fit for you and ....) "but actually eventually for sure gunna die someday" (so but try not to let that bother our game, not to live in too much wonder at the waiting room that is the time of a human life, or fail to package some reflection of it and call it "art" and sell it to you over there dealing with your version of same...).... etc.


Salvia the thief
will steal, if you're lucky, your most treasured secret stashes of precious something-nothing and false footings and justified auto-conditionings, consensus trances, and any other stories you've been telling your self to "fit", "survive", "get by", "keep it together", "have a good time", ...... but one man's feared rip-off is another man's grateful unburdening.


Ah sure, we all "know" it
but who (besides these unforgiving but deeply loving lux natura) requires us (kicks our egoic asses) to practice it, demonstrate it, know beyond all doubt: all things here arise, persist for a time and then pass. So the wise lay it down before it gets taken.


Let's take the medicine and thank the Dr Sal
to be able nowto look to the heart of any "bad trip" and find what it was that we were not willing to let go of, be relieved of, fall into, be lived by, discover to be possible, have be touched by, be survived by letting be merged into and arise victorious as, and then laugh (or cry) then, smiling, release that too. Having satisfied yourself that this is NOT an issue of physiological toxicity, that the fear message is not about the need to actually change, reverse, antidote, undo,...anything, then just let's let Life (or "God" or whatever word works for you) in the magical form of a Mint leaf have its way with whoever we really are, wherever this really is.

In this wild and potent formless form
she suffuses her essence into you and You and so give way, like a lover, to her waves of and winds of organic-grace and see who gets washed up on which cosmic shore with what new depth of transcendental insight and deeper belly laugh and wider compassion and higher vision and and and......by and by.......and forever more.......and always already......











...MEET YOU THERE!

 

RESPECT.

We all learnt some respect did'nt we?

 

Awakening 101 bro, for sure.