First of all, considering the intensity and sheer epicness of most experience reports one can find here in the nexus, I've been unsure for a couple days about whether to write about this or not, since I feel it was a curious threshold experience, but not a breakthrough. However, I know I will really appreciate any feedback from users around who know well the plant, so here it goes.
This was my second attempt, after a failed first try a few weeks ago. The first time, poor technique (insufficient time holding the smoke, I presume) gave me a strong body buzz, some strange pressure in the right side of my temple and jaw, and my sitter & girlfriend said I was gone for a few seconds. But other than that, and an aftermath feeling slightly reminding me of a mental post-psilocybe experience, nothing else happened.
Two days ago, late evening, I measured approximately 50 mg of 10x standardized extract and filled the bowl of my water bong. I sat on the mattress of my bed, low lights. I started playing an hour long track of deep forest ambient recording (birds, leaves, distant humming of a river) and spent thirty minutes alone doing some simple breathing exercises, stretching my ribs and lungs. After that, sitter at my left, I lit the bowl - struggling at first a little with the torch lighter. I definitely need a new one. The first inhale was insufficient; in spite of holding it in for around 35 seconds, it only brought the familiar pins and needles in my head and upper torso. Not unpleasant, not too strong. I reached for the bong again, shook the lighter, managed to make the bowl ignite like coal and took the deepest breath I thought I could hold. Handling the bong to my girlfriend, I slowly laid back. Then, some new things happened.
During the time the experience lasted, I barely had any visuals. The images and sensations arose, but were completely unrelated to my eyes. Or even to myself. I felt they came from somewhere else. It's the closest I've ever been to experiencing what a different layer of reality feels like, or how does it unfold.
The physical pressure of my first try came back, quite stronger. An unique wave of buzzing, enveloping me slowly, appearing "from my right side". My self sank slowly into the bed. The sounds of the birds tweeting acquired a strange surround quality, increasing in intensity, almost becoming the apparent source for the vibrating buzz in my head, neck and upper torso. The only image I can describe, other than these very strong physical sensations, is an elastic surface, curving slowly around me, with the texture of dry wood bark. Almost like sliding inside of a hollow tree.
Then, I could feel a presence. Several of them, actually. I didn't see or hear a thing, other than the chorus of birds. I had the feeling they were attracting me, or waiting for me to go closer, but I didn't know how to do it. I wouldn't say I was scared, but I was alert. Again, they seemed to be deeper, but "in my right side", whatever that means. Later I wondered about the fact that my sitter was laying in the left side of the bed. I don't know if her presence was keeping me aware of space around me, or if those presences were inviting me to drift away from her. The physical pressure, the buzzing, was stronger than ever before. I almost lost completely proprioception. I was sunk, strangely feeling that alien, bark-like membrane hovering around me. Slowly, the feeling subsided. I opened my eyes, surroundings vibrated shyly. I was laying in bed, in a slightly different position than I thought.
My girlfriend had only seen me slowly waving my hands, close to my neck. Apparently, I muttered a quiet "woah" a couple times. She didn't notice anything else. I know that the time I spent there felt way shorter than it apparently was. Over forty minutes passed, and they didn't feel like more than five or ten.
I don't have any experience with spice, so I cannot compare. But my feelings after stretching and walking around were that salvia felt alien. Old, alien, and from within. I don't know how to take the experience. Immediately afterwards, I was not particularly wanting to repeat (the physical sensations were very heavy) but I'm unsure about what happened. Are those felt presences, early in the experience, normal? Was I in the breakthrough threshold? Was I controlling too much?
I felt beckoned, not rejected, nor welcome. I am trying to decide whether I should try again and follow or not.
Thank you for reading.
"The Menu is Not The Meal." - Alan Watts