Salvia trip with headphones to 741Hz Solfeggio Harmonics, (Conscious Expansion.) and Solfeggio Mirror, (Inner Harmony.) Setting, dark room at night. eyes closed throughout, as in meditation
2 big deep hits of x5 held to lung bursting point, with a drunken lurch but paradoxically clear headed I fall back onto the bed banging the back of my head on the headboard.Face feels as if its on fire...Blackness twisting, pulling, slowly a thousand brown and yellow squinted bulldog heads form in unison, snakes of everexpanding sqiunty bulldog faces, twisting, writhing, morphing slowly into larger complex violet, purple and yellow Egyptian Sphinxes, whose heads harbour yet other more bizarre entities, they are aloof and uncaring, oblivious to my prescence as I remain trapped in some timeless loop in their dark violet and black labyrinthine underground citadel. Endless underground caves and recesses, minutely faceted over the eons. I wander these corridors, mind trying to record the complexity of their now lifless forms, broken, eroded and fragmented, having served their pupose of, supports and columns?. But wait, a single grotto contains little figurines, a brightly lit scene with a cartoon cowboy and his horse, complete with backdrop of rolling hills and cacti., Hope? I fear fear not, and further I drift through these ancient Sphinx corridors formed by the writhing bulldog snakes,now years ahead of me.Yes, I now realise, that this place is eons old, I am wandering the hinterland of the ever expanding emotionless world. No threats are directed at me other than the 100% indifference .There is none here but me, what! all this space just for me?
Real time lapse, perhaps less than 5 minutes, Experienced as ? God knows ,maybe half a limestime .
Funny thing was I heard the music playing, but in a different place.
If DMT offers the possibility of redemption and heaven, Salvia can surely offer the opposite.
