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THURSDAY, may 29, 2008


How mundane and filled with exquisite insignificances our lives are. It was these details that brought me back – minutiae of my life that I was amazed i could still reassemble into the thing I called me – I am the sum of all the little things, and this sum is the stitch that holds my reality together.

To call what you see visuals on salvia is diminutive – they are sensations that we arrange into forms that fill the space our eyes would ordinarily perceive. Insofar as the world we know, Salvia blinds.

The sensation I had (visuals if you will) was of the folds of my reality coming undone - a huge roller was rolling over a surface (or making contact with another roller…) and was pulling 2 identical segments apart – imagine a roller laying down ink forms rolling in reverse.

No, incorrect.

More like two carpets lying flat and connected, being rolled apart so that the form they made in their joining (reality) was shorn in two.

An equally incomplete description. There was a sense also of teeth, that there were millions of entities in the shape of teeth and that I was but one among many and that I was no more or less significant (or real) than all of them, and that a mouth (roller, carpet…) was opening pulling two 2-dimensional teeth surfaces apart – the prevailing idea in all these symbols is of a shoring apart, and then a coalescing – into something else. As if everything I had believed up until now was no more than two halves of something that had met hapharzardly and equally as randomly were now separating, two halves of myself ascending two separate rollers, to join two other independant halves and forming two (or more) new consciousnesses out of the halves (or parts) of what I had until that point understood as my own.

I fought the advancing rollers, but voices not audible but felt, said something I understood as translatable only thus : YOU WERE THIS, NOW YOU’RE THAT. YOU WERE THUS, NOW YOU’LL BE OTHER. There was that laughter. I was terrified. Everything I had come to believe was me was false and I was about to be dissolved and reabsorbed elsewhere as some (thing – one ?) else with no recollection of what I had been. I clutched at reality and pulled against the rollers and screamed NOOOOOOO !!!!!!! ( I fell certain i must have screamed for real, though I have no clear recollection)

I pulled and pulled and saw a pool of liquid. I had no idea where this pool was, but I felt somehow that it, and what it was attached to, was my only hope. Slowly things around me began to re « coalesce », and I realized the liquid was bong water and that I was on the floor clutching the half overturned table upon which the bong had toppled on one hand and the floor with the other. My knee hurt and I was soaked from the same bongwater. I have absolutely no recollection of moving, knocking the table, ending up on the floor or of drooling – the evidence of which formed a 2nd pool in direct line between the floor and my mouth, agape in awe.

It was at this point that details of my life slowly poured back into my head : my bookcase, the books I’d read, Isabelle (oh the love I felt ecstatic), my cats, the ribs I had prepared for dinner – all these things were lent significance by my profound realization that nothing has significance unless we accord it, and that the act of according such significance is what creates a reality. It seemed to me incredible that all these things WERE and that they were all somehow in my head.

I realized how fragile memory, and sanity for that matter, are. Again, words are incomplete, fragments and coloured shards that attempt clumsily to describe the vase before it shattered…. I feel as though I had almost witnessed the void. Very close, teetering on the rim of the infinite. Scary. I was utterly convinced I was about to lose myself to something large, vast, infinite, impersonal, but a force nonetheless, that rolls on and over and on and over and manipulates the REAL in ways I will never fathom.

This was the closest thing I can imagine to what death must be like. To die is to be reabsorbed – to be scattered elsewhere. The idea that I would be dispersed and manifest elsewhere is clearly tied to the buddhist idea of samsara-----, the circle of birth and life, re-incarnation if you will. Strange. I have never believed in re-incarnation, but do understand, at least for now and profoundly, how one could. Salvia is horror, if death be such. I’m not so sure it is. But inside looking out is unquestionably terrifying. Happy to be back. Happy to have somewhere to be back from. And to. Darkness illuminates. The void taunts.

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Thanks for reading these old reports - one more to go!!

JBArk

Another great report!

I’d be concerned about the upturned table, spilled bong, etc. Some of us stay perfectly still during salvia journeys, others don’t. Those who don’t either need a sitter or an environment that is absolutely safe – you don’t want to find yourself wandering naked down Main Street next time, do you?
(Since this is an old report, I assume you've found a solution.)

One person’s terror is another’s tranquility. I can honestly say that I’ve never had a terrifying salvia experience (out of hundreds), and I think I know why – my ego is so totally obliterated that I never realize that the situation I’m in is “different”. It seems as if it has always been the way it is, no matter how bizarre things get.

And returning to this reality is also very special. There is that brief period where I’m “in between” and just realizing that I have this life. Not knowing if it’s day or night, not knowing what day of the week it is, feeling as if I’ve been gone for days or weeks or longer. Looking around and remembering “Oh yeah, I know this place. This is where I live.” Remembering that I’m a person. Coming back to life.

jbark: Yep. Spot on.

I had an experience very similar to this during my early experiments with Salvia (tincture + smoked), with reality coming apart and everything and terror and panic and then total blackout...Very dangerous. I found myself on the other side of the room, 20 minutes later, completely unamused.

I've had terrifying experiences, but more often than not, I experience that total ego-obliteration you describe. I feel like this is always how I've been. I completely forget that there's anything else.

Another great report. I love your writing style.

That about covers my next installation, that I will post shortly!!

Thanks headphoneperson,

JBArk

Awesome reports, J. I told you I was afraid of salvia, and your reports don't really diminish that fear, but somehow they make me want to try. Something about it seems familiar. Even more than your reports about substances I have tried. These are definitely the most interesting salvia reports I've read.

For those curious psychonauts out there like yourself, salvia is a must-try. It stands in stark contrast to DMT, but can teach some similar lessons differently, and some very different lessons similarly.

JBArk

I went to total savlia oblivion one time, it only took one hit of 20x salvia through a homemade bong, there was no come up, only instant painful transition.

The place i went, i could never convey.... It was a dimensionless space, the void if you will... The strangest effects were the fact that i had no recollection of having had used salvia, nor did i think "I" was dead, rather i thought that some sort of cosmic temporal slip had happened on a universal scale, I remember thinking it was some terrible accident and that simply reality as it used to exist was simply gone forever.

After some time experiencing this total separation from this reality, i remember the sensation of being in some sort of temple, and giant stone doors were closing on me all around me. There was a god like entity shouting at me. I remember running away from this entity and trying to get through the doors before they closed. I didnt make it though, the door squashed me like a bug on its way down, and that i actually physically FELT being twiested and squashed. I was a bug stuck on the bottom of the door, and it started to go back up carrying me with it. Then it seemed to go up in a circular motion, the image of a bug squashed on someones foot and them continuing to walk comes to mind... Circling and circling i could start to see this realiy, but it was spinning and flipping around.

Eventually it was spinning and flipping slower and i came back. I heard a song i had written on the guitar playing in my head in a most beautiful and moving way, and i remember curling into the fetal position and falling asleep.

Turns out, from my friends description, i took one hit from the bong, and got a deer in the headlights look and tried to get up and run away, falling down the stairs for his deck. I laid there for a minute and then got up, he was trying to reach out to help me but apparently i shoved him and ran in circles in the yard until returning to reality. I realised that the "god entity" i was terrified of was actually my buddy reaching out to help me lol.

After that i had and continue to have a very healthy fear for salvia. I like salvia alot and I actually value that experience, but i will never use an extract of salvia ever again. The plain leaf is plenty intense on its own.

That was my most extreme salvia experience so please forgive its flippant blasphemy

jbark, this was an amazing trip report! So well described and written. The muscles in my right hand were so tense while reading this that I had to remember to let them relax out of sheer discomfort.

The Salvia experience is something very bizarre and I wonder just how much of these mixed sensations reveal truth or just mere illusions. I felt myself peeling apart and re emerging back into a new self while reading this. The altered senses and complexities of the experience add up to sheer baffling.

A report like this should seriously be printed in a book to keep for record. Amazing stuff!

Thanks SalviaDroid! The link to part 4 is at the bottom of the report, and there s also - obviously! - a Part 1 and 2. I am actually currently assembling all my writings into a book (at 80 pages so far, with another 80+ in notes and scribblings!), so thanks for the words of encouragement!

Your art, as I noted in your thread, is pretty spot on too!

Cheers,

JBArk

I fear what I may do if left alone. I wish I had a sitter, someone who was engaged in this who would exchange sitter sessions, for free. Perhaps try small doses alone?

I think salvia experiances are also dependant on dose and potency ..
Ive found that..Smoked SD extract in the strength and dose can be very gentle and a beautyfull experiance with propper music and setting..
I often play native american music with spiritual chanting in background..
This mucic seems to calm me..and leed my experiance in a proper more positive direction..
If your attitude towards salvia is positive ..your experiance should be better..
Salvia is not just for fun .. and is a true visionary tool ..
ON SD extract..I often feel he pressence of BEINGS!? all around me and ive slowed down my salvia consumption because of respect for its awesome phycoactive power!
Salvia extract disasembles your ego and your personality gets sliced and diced and puts one on their knees for a while..
I also can experiance myself in the form of pure emotion and I can find no words to corectly explain this..
Salvia experiance also feels ancient in its wisdom.. and it teaches one in a language as old as time itself..
Ive experianced myself floating horazontaly down a long line of beings on booth sides of me..
They seemed interested in me as i floated inbetween them like a spirit towards a skull shaped cave ..
The skull had an entrance in its gapping mouth as i got closer to it..
The skull cave looked much like ..[alex greys paintings] of jewled skulls..
As i floated between these [energy beings] i had a calming feeling that they ment good for me..
That was from my 2nd salvia 60x trip...

On another trip i saw gingerbread people in a long line [..miles long]..that started to tumble to the ground ..one knocking over the next like dominos going miles into the green hilled country side..
And every where a gingerbread being fell ..a beautyfull [star] flashed up from the ground..

On yet another SD trip i was sitting upright on couch and was bombarded by a spinning [vortex of objects]..comming at me then felt myself in a sitting position float out of my upright body into another room or dememtion?

The first time i smoked 60x I was sawed into verticle slices of energy fragmented into an inner universe..i also heard strange electrical sounds as i was being disasembled from the person i was into particles of me that slowly reasembled..
Salvia is for the serious minded explorer..!!

Many of the experiances were diferent depending on dose my mind set...

Starway6, your experiences sound very profound! You should write up a few reports that go further into detail!? Would be very interested in reading them. I know what you mean by feeling entities around you. For me it's usually in the form of Overlords and Slaves.

jBark, your reports really make me wanna draw some more Salvia drawings. Hopefully after I finish one of my commissions I will pick up your stories and translate it into a drawing.

Sitters are definitely useful with salvia. I often end up somewhere completely different and it always startles me as I have no recollection of moving! As for small doses, check out the next instalment, Salvation 4 (link at the bottom of the OP)

Cheers,

JBArk

Yup, I still maintain that salvia is the strangest thing to do to a brain (if that is indeed what is actually happening!). A lot of familiar sounding things in your descriptions too - slices, folding, vortices, infinite gingerbread men, falling domino-like movement, disassembling...

JBArk

That would be awesome! You'd be the person to do it, too! Let me know when you have the time.

Cheers,

JBArk

I have found that.[at least for me] salvia experiance ..[at propper doses].. not to be such a terrible thing as many report about salvia..
It can be beautyfull !..and calming.. if used with a humble respect aided by the powerfull effect of the right music..
Like i said ..i often play native american mucic with salvia and its powerfull effects leed my experiance in the right direction..
The music even insulates me from any negitivity in some strange way?
I often listen to [Lakota Piano] with salvia extracts and it keeps me in a humble positive mind state ..
[Lakota piano] is so calming to me ..that when on salvia. it positive effects are amplified by the salvia itself ..and the the two powers.. [music and salvia]..merge together to make my voyage easier!
I think a large part is the power of the musics calming effects created in an earthy native american style..
I think..No one is closer to mother earth than the native americans and they go back thousands of years and show it in their spitual music..
The tracks on [lakota piano] with titles as...[awakining]..[im happy about you]..[someday]..[end]..[color nature gone]..[birth]..[at peace] are all beautyfull and can reinforce sanity itself even durring ego death...
I dont know what kind of music others like.. but i encorage anyone to listen to these tracks durring a salvia trip...then post their experiance on this site..
I think you will love it ..

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I have tried salvia extracts and plain leaf and a variety of music and in silence, and it is always a very trying, if not outright terrifying experience. Even small doses of plain leaf lull me into security and I end in getting the extracts out to smoke in new found confidence and then - BANG! back in rollerfodingwrapperhorror!!!

Gibran2 is one member here who, unusually from what I gather from all the salvia reports I have read, never has terrifying or hellish trips. He seems to be like the rest of us rolling the dice when it comes to DMT though!

Cheers,

JBArk

I have never found using salvia extracts as a terrifying experiance maybe because i strongly surrender to the experiance and dont fight it..
Once salvia 7x made my body feel like a waterbed that just lost all of its water!
laying there I felt no physical body at all ..I was as [FLAT] as a wet rug].. and my heart felt like it was the size of a button although beating normally...I just laughed at the sensation.
Salvia seems less scary than ..Mimosa DMT.. for some reason?
There is a humbling experiance with salvia extracts as I often feel like I just entered the spirit world..
..and nothing apears like a model of so called normal reality.. and all my senses have changed as if I were someone else?..and the experiance can carry with it another feeling like maybe your not comming back?..but you always do return to this world but with more learned experiance ..
Salvia is NOT for something as unimportant as partying it is a tool for mind exploration posibly a key the spirit world?
I have really not had a breakthrough on DMT yet.. [although still trying] ..DMT so far seems like a joy ride through my mind.. and salvia goes deeper into emotions in my mind like entering a mirror containing my own immage and immages of others through the ages..
Maybe when I finally break through on DMT ill see a deeper meaning in the experiance..