Oh man I do apologize, I made a false assumption regarding legality and allowance of terms. And to be honest, I was still a
ittle looped from the whole night when I wrote the OP.
Perhaps, I may be able to articulate a little better now with close to a week of rumination.
Now, when I re-enter from hyperspace, there is always this epic struggle between myself and I. By that, I mean that my ego (myself), once it is again aware of itself and of the threat to it's existence, begins to strongarm it's way back into my consciousness, with a vengeance sometimes. I've actually visualized it as this great, hairy, snarling, horned and hooved, minotaur-like beast, and this was no exception.
While this was not a breakthrough DMT trip, it was a deep trip, one in which I vocalized quite heavily (esp.for a motel room,lol) and was "put into" various automatic asanas and mudras (I have no other way to describe it), and in which I felt a burning through,a clearing out, so to speak, of the energy channels within my body. Cleaning the pipes, I guess. (which was badly needed, it's been a rough couple months since my lover attempted suicide, and thankfully failed).
So, upon reentry, the beast appears, and begins it's desperate struggle for my consciousness. My friend (with whom I'm much closet now) had loaded the chillum with the 5x salvia, held it for me and lit it, commanding me to inhale, inhale, inhale, until I was enveloped in a cloud of gritty acrid smoke. It was an overwhelming blow to the beast, and as I felt my jaw drop to the floor as if it were melting plastic and began to physically fold in on myself, it was dumbfounded by the sudden loss of a body to enter. It just seemed to soften it's stance and give up the fight. My friend helped me lay back in the bed and there I softly rode the wave back in.
I felt the two plants merge in the strangest manner-it.seemed like mixing two thick liquids of different colors ogether, or maybe clays, they remained separate and I could feel both the acacia and salvia distinct from each other. Then they swirled together and became something entirely new; a new color formed from the mixing of the two.
And there, in that bed and headspace, I was able to gently float, down, down, down, parachuted to splashdown. The anxiety of come-down was gone, and I was able to somewhat begin to integrate even while I remained high. It was beautiful, gentle, soft. Nothing like the terrifying, out of control, run-down-the-street-into-traffic trip I feared it could be, from those stupid YouTube vids mentioned in the OP.
My friend said that, compared to the other enhanced salvia he had smoked in the past, this was not nearly as strong, and that is just as well.
This will be something I will try again in the future, and I'm interested in trying it on it's own. While I find the mixing of acacia with my other favorite plant guide, marijuana, to muddy up the trip into what I call"fractal foam"; where the intricacies of the hyperspacial structures fall into a non-cohesive mess-CEVs appear as if I were looking at a color crt-tv tuned off-station with a magnifying glass, these two plants, once they"sniffed each other out"worked quite well with each other.
Thanks for letting me share this experience with y'all., and until we meet again...
HAPPY TRAILS TO YOU! Sine experientia nihil sufficienter sciri potest -Roger Bacon
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