HOLY SHIT!!!

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so at about 1 pm a ficticious pretend RANDOM personage, body, meat thing downd 500 mls o pedro and had a great day. got to play at guitar center for 2 hrs and needless to say music and cacti are best friends.

at 6 they went to do some laundry and picked up 3 chargers for my ballon and cracker.

the first one went fine. the second a miss fire due to freezing and the third the same as first but all in all not worth the 3$ or the trouble.

at midnight the person body thing thought "no more lame ass pussy shit self!"
you have been crazy on meth and sleep dep, way to many shrooms and a very poor choice in set and setting."
shit self, you used to slame 860 mgs of dxm no prob. loved the out of body's.
even enjoyed the sensations as i watched my body shrink and grow and tie its self in knots...

just pack up some salvia and hit it and be open.

OH MY GOD!!!

i will do my best with these silly inadiquit word things to impart the mind blowing revelations recieved by the meat~thing.

(the following is pretend with mister rogers in my head.my hand is the cat puppet in the clock.)

i heard the bowl snap so set the bong and lighter down and layed back on my bed next to my wife and tried to focuse on the zen meditation music softly playing.
what happend next can only be described as a vision without a vision because i SAW nothing but PRECIVED everything.

i left this plane of reality and slipped into the spaces between this and the next.
i had before precived the void, nothing, space thing with salvia but never the next plane.
i did not break into this plane but it was more like wipping off a dusty window and looking through.
i "saw" myself but i was not me at the same time as being me....
shit....
words once again fail with ska pastora.
any ways...
this other me was dressed in egyption like garb sitting by a pool,next to a temple.
the pool was being sustaind buy a water fall and when i noticed this i became the water fall and my wife the water running over and through me. this was very brief and was quickly looking back at my "other" self only now that self was looking back over its/my shoulder back at me/ its self. it/i did not like being watched unawares and i got the sence of it/me
cosidering just grabing me and pulling me in to have a closer look at this desturbing self spy.
i also became aware that this went on forever and had always, will always, is always grinding forward out side of any known force because it is the force.
its like mirrors facing eachother creating infinity. if u look at the "illusion" you see mirror, space, mirror, space........ on and on into tiny forever................................................................................................................
like screaming with your leg down your throat, nothing makes sences because it makes to much sence.
like the old tv show sliders. anybody?
all of these infinit parellel's co-existing with one another in a shared space and time without interfearing with eachother, each one dependant on all others, while somehow remaining independant of eachother.
and i got a 3 and 1 half minute glance
i opend my eyes to every thing distorting in and out of focus, what i call blobing.
my mind tried to grasp the depth of the impications of such truths and so i end up here hoping that i am not alone in this state of precieved, recieved, revelation...


can anyone relate to my pretend in my head friends expiercence?

if u made it this far you are a champ, and although we may never meet you are also my friend.
thank you.

Hey that's a great post man. A lot of it resonating with me and my experience. Words definitely fail to convey the feeling captured in the journey.

particularly I stopped and took it in here



That was striking for me. I recall dreaming in my experience, and then, I was there, but I was also the last person on earth. And the move from one frame of consciousness into the other, that movement into 'my'self, seemed to be a million-fold movement. A lot of people say, well, that's how salvia can work, it breaks images apart from each other and puts them into slides or pages of a flip book. But the way you have said it, makes me reconsider the experience. As if in death or other worlds, we are always re-diving back into ourselves. The concept of having a consciousness that shares awareness in two points. An awareness that is afraid of the incoming 'self'. It's strange and powerful indeed.



Yeah, I came to half convinced I made up all the people in my life. They would not exist without my conscious awareness of them. But they are there inventing me too. Not to mention all the 'parallels' I passed trying to return to this one.

I can relate. I hadn't done a high dose of psychedelics prior to this. It completely changed the way I approach them, and myself. I know that it's silly to trip just to trip. Even if the meaning of everything is just lost and re-invented silly-ness, I like to sit down proper with humility in heart. The implications for myself, I don't have a goddamn clue to what this universe can really offer. There could be more than life. But, there might not be.

Interesting report on salvia, it seemed like a very insightful experience. IMO Salvia can often be completely random, but with some sort of higher meaning.

One time, I inhaled a balloon of nitrous immediately after taking a hit of 20x extract.
As soon as the familiar laughing gas effects came on, I was completely somewhere else without Actually noticing. I heard a voice, a thought in my mind " He's afraid of his.." what is it? What is he afraid of? I strain to think, I know I know the answer, "He's afraid of his... Afraid of his... Hmm. Yes! He's afraid of his shadow" as soon as this thought crosses my mind I am back. I realize what had just happened I had smoked salvia 15 or so minutes ago.

Now I don't have any idea what this could mean, probably nothing, strange experience none the less.
I don't remember why I tried this combo, curiosity I suppose.

this expierence also reminded me of stephen kings "DARK TOWER" books.
particularly "the drawing of the three".
i have been afraid to go back and visit "myself" cause im not sure my currant self state will survive. dont wanna come back someone els even if its just another me.
but maybe no, but maybe its just self revelation into the differant asspects of my complicated personality....
ya dig?
or maybe i just think to damn hard and deeply.

how much salvia did you smoke?

it could not have been more thane 60 or 70 mg at most just the thinist layer on top of a snap of herb a juana

20 x

See gibran's thread about Salvia dosing