My First Foray Into "Hyperspace" Through Psychedelics.

[First Thought]

I consider this to be both a philosophical and spiritual post. This is pasted from another forum of which I am a member about my first "real" experience with Psychedelics. Enjoy, mock, cringe... please discuss. All criticism welcome.

Alright guys... my first trip report! Ive taken shrooms before, but just in small doses(3 grams) So I consider this to be my first "real" trip.

After much research into psychedelics(mainly DMT and Salvia), I made the decision to make my first attempt at launching into hyperspace. I went to the local smoke shop and picked up some Purple Sticky Salvia, 40 atomix. Its my understanding that this is considered 10x Salvia. I figured this was a good start for my first real foray into psychedelics.

I loaded up the pipe with about a 3rd of a gram of the 10x(I did this with a basic glass pipe and a bic lighter... so thats a big "screw you" to those who claim that you need a gas lighter and a water pipe). I lit it up and took a huge hit. I held my breath. I kept holding. 30 sec goes by - still holding. Around the minute mark I felt a tingling shoot up through my legs and all the way into my brain. I stared at the ceiling and the "ceiling popcorn" was moving like a snake. The snake turned into a star, then fireworks, then a spiral. I felt myself being pulled into the fetal position, so I obliged the force which was pulling.

I became a train. Not anything like a locomotive, but a train is the only way I can describe it. I was moving at a rapid pace and watching the ground fly past me. I was laughing hysterically. I could not fathom how anything could be this euphoric. While I was a "train", I became a tree growing out of the ground. Yes, I was a moving object and a stationary object at the same time!(this makes complete sense when tripping). There was a female entity that I could not really see, but I knew that she was both green and maternal(Mother Earth?). I could tell, without her saying anything, that she was amused by my laughing. I felt like a child, so amazed by something so alien. She let me know that she approved of me visiting her and that I was welcome anytime.

The couch I was laying on seemed like a barrier. I could sense a vast space on the other side of the barrier, and I knew that that was a deeper level of the trip. She told me not to cross the threshold, that I wasnt ready yet. She let me know that I would know when I was ready to move on.

I felt my body rising, floating. Then I "awoke". It was over. I felt a tad dizzy, but certainly pleased.

I feel as though I am slightly more enlightened. I sought out psychedelics for the purpose of gaining knowledge about the intangibles of our world. I saw and felt and knew what it was like to experience the impossible... and I loved it.

 

[moe]

What is Salvia? How long did this trip last?

Moe

 

[First Thought]

What is Salvia? How long did this trip last?

Moe

Salvia Divinorum, the Sage of the seers. Do a wiki search on it. It lasted 5 minutes real time, but I would wager a solid hour in my own little world.

 

[Oftencold]

You know there is no big trick to firing the cerebral nodes that produce these effects. I learned to do so in High School, it just takes a little practice, determination, intelligence and god-like willpower.

There are a few nice things about having "psychedelic experiences" using such a natural method.

First, if the phone rings, you can shut it off and have a coherent conversation. This is also good if the house should catch fire while you're "tripping."

Second, you learn how much you can expand the control of your mind with a little practice.

Third, you don't get arrested if found out.

Fourth, since reason remains as you experience the colors, sounds, shapes, altered consciousness, and sensory distortions, you recognize that there is not much of value in the experience, other than what I've outlined above.

And finally, you can be pretty sure that you won't fry your brains. This is something I've gotten to see people do as an EMT and hospital worker over the years. On good days, it made me sad and inspired compassion, on bad days it gave me a sense of amusement; this is a character flaw I suppose.

 

[First Thought]

And finally, you can be pretty sure that you won't fry your brains. This is something I've gotten to see people do as an EMT and hospital worker over the years. On good days, it made me sad and inspired compassion, on bad days it gave me a sense of amusement; this is a character flaw I suppose.

I'm already sure that I won't fry my brains. I don't take these things lightly, nor do I partake in "brain frying" compounds.

 

[Oftencold]

I'm already sure that I won't fry my brains. I don't take these things lightly, nor do I partake in "brain frying" compounds.

You know, I say this with respect. I don't believe a single one of the people that I've seen die, or turn themselves into an intellectual match for a radish thought they were going to do so either. I believe that every single one thought they had it entirely worked out.

I've seen waste far beyond my ability to describe stemming from the abuse of a few pounds of fatty tissue.

I'm going on a mild rant about it because I've seen people do things with such "safe" practices and materials that I would not wish on my worst enemy.

(Assuming that someone with a sunny, humble and cheerful personality, such as myself, could possible have any enemies.)

 

[moe]

Back in the early 80's I had a friend that was into Carlos Castanada. A man who claimed to have been trained by a powerful mexican Brujo.

He got ahold of some kind of South American cactus and it did a number on him. Claimed he saw something evil that he could not explain. He was never really the same after that.

Back in the day I did lots of acid and shrooms. I was not looking for any religious or spiritual enlightment. Just partying. I always had a good time but I have seen others flip out. It can be very dangerous.

Basically the state of mind of the user plays an important part in how things turn out.

Moe

 

[ReverendHellh0und]

Salvia Divinorum, the Sage of the seers. Do a wiki search on it. It lasted 5 minutes real time, but I would wager a solid hour in my own little world.

so how were your sentient being friends? thier childeren? any news from the mother ship? :lol::mrgreen:

 

[moe]

so how were your sentient being friends? thier childeren? any news from the mother ship? :lol::mrgreen:

Holy men through the ages including all the biblical profits and Jesus himself used different methods to achieve the same results.

Biblical Prophets used natural means such isolation fasting and prayer. true prayer is not just a bunch of hastily mumbled words but a form of meditation.

Da 10:2 In those days I Daniel was mourning three full weeks.
Da 10:3 I ate no pleasant bread, neither came flesh nor wine in my mouth, neither did I anoint myself at all, till three whole weeks were fulfilled.

And of course Jesus and the 40 days in the wilderness.

Who is to really say that a Indian holy man in a sweat lodge or using a peyote induced spiritual ritual is not coming in contact with bonafide spiritual beings?

Moe

 

[ReverendHellh0und]

Holy men through the ages including all the biblical profits and Jesus himself used different methods to achieve the same results.

Biblical Prophets used natural means such isolation fasting and prayer. true prayer is not just a bunch of hastily mumbled words but a form of meditation.

Da 10:2 In those days I Daniel was mourning three full weeks.
Da 10:3 I ate no pleasant bread, neither came flesh nor wine in my mouth, neither did I anoint myself at all, till three whole weeks were fulfilled.

And of course Jesus and the 40 days in the wilderness.

Who is to really say that a Indian holy man in a sweat lodge or using a peyote induced spiritual ritual is not coming in contact with bonafide spiritual beings?

Moe

it's an inside joke.



As for what "prayer" is, to me it is everything I do

 

[moe]

it's an inside joke.



As for what "prayer" is, to me it is everything I do

Even better Sorry I misunderstood.

Moe

 

[First Thought]

You know, I say this with respect. I don't believe a single one of the people that I've seen die, or turn themselves into an intellectual match for a radish thought they were going to do so either. I believe that every single one thought they had it entirely worked out.

I've seen waste far beyond my ability to describe stemming from the abuse of a few pounds of fatty tissue.

I'm going on a mild rant about it because I've seen people do things with such "safe" practices and materials that I would not wish on my worst enemy.

(Assuming that someone with a sunny, humble and cheerful personality, such as myself, could possible have any enemies.)

Again, I understand where your coming from. What you need to understand is that this is not LSD or Ecstasy or Dustoff. Mexican shamans have been using Salvia Divinorum for hundreds of years for spiritual journeys and healing. These would be the intellectuals of the tribe, not the blathering idiots who live life as a glass of orange juice(a rumor started by the government to scare people away from psychedelics).

I appreciate your concern, but I'm not taking anything that's going to kill me. The worst side effect would be a bad trip, something that shows you the darker side of your mind.

 

[First Thought]

so how were your sentient being friends? thier childeren? any news from the mother ship? :lol::mrgreen:

Honestly, I understand what DMT users might be referring to. While in this altered state of mind, you know you are not alone. There's always a sense that "they" are studying your movements. When they speak, their mouths make no words, yet you simply know that they said something. When you see "them", they are blurry, yet you know their gender immediately.

I realize how ridiculous this all sounds to people who have never had a psychedelic journey. For the record, I consider "them" to be very unique and interesting fabrications of my mind.

 

[Thorgasm]

I like to get high and play Asteroids.

 

[First Thought]

P.S. Just spent an hour trying to find some information that would prove me wrong, information that would indicate that Salvia has dangerous physiological side effects. Could not find anything. Also failed to find information on it "frying the brain".

Cannot say that I am surprised.

 

[First Thought]

Had my second journey last night:

I sat on the couch, my paranoid girlfriend, Lizzie, and my buddy Brian and his girlfriend, Ashley, all sitting for me. I loaded the pipe with about 3 pinches of Purple Sticky 40 atomix(10x). I took a few concentrated deep breaths, attempted to rid myself of the anxiety and nervousness that comes in the few moments before you hit the pipe. I lit it and took a huge rip. Got a lot of pieces of the Sally in my mouth(downside to smoking it through a basic glassblown pipe.).

I held it in and plugged my nose to keep any of the smoke from seeping out of my orifices. I didnt count, but Id say it was roughly 30 sec before I started feeling the trip begin to grab me. I held it in a little longer, but finally gave in. I exhaled.

I fell over to the side. Ill comment on this later though.

I was a car. Again, not in the literal sense but that seems the appropriate term. As my body was falling from the sitting position to the laying position, I felt "them" arrive. I was finally laying down and began singing. I am very vocal during my Salvia trips, it would appear, always laughing and singing.

I started singing a song which I knew contained the secrets of the universe. I was trying to relay to my sitters secret information which, I thought, would blow their mind. I began trying to tell them these things, and then "they" intervened. My ability to form words was taken away from me. I knew that they did not want me to divulge their secrets to my sitters. According to my sitters, when I was "singing the songs of the universe" I was just making a bunch of strange noises. Melodic, but guttural.

It was at this point that I was no longer a car, but a being. Their was a mother, father and daughter with me. I was a child and "they" were my family. They were in the car that was formerly me. They beckoned for me to join them. The girl "asked" me to sit next to her(I say "asked" because no one ever audibly speaks. You simply know when someone is talking and a message is conveyed.) They tried to put me in the car, but I wouldnt let them. Again, I was not so sure I was ready to let go. They "said" we would drive through the tunnel, into the beyond. But I simply could not close the car door...

Things to note:

- In both of my trips on Salvia, I have felt like a small child. The beings who are with me seem to be much more intelligent and mature.

- I always end up laying down during my trips and I am also very vocal.

- I can never truly let myself go.