Hi, I don't know if any of you guys are familiar with this particular substance. Relatively new to the west, salvia divinorum is a plant-based psychedelic which is extremely potent. It's effects are very powerful and almost instantaneous, but extremely brief (the effects generally last only a few minutes). It's still legal in most states of the US, but I don't know about other countries.
I've brought up psychedelics in the past, and I just wanted to mention that I'm not some drug-addled hippie. I generally don't get along with hippies, I hate patchouli, I don't smoke pot, and I'm not a vegetarian. I do like nature, though.
I'm only interested in the psychedelic experience because I really feel that it is related to paranormal phenomena. It is immensely both terrifying and fascinating, and I consider it as one means of stepping across the veil and directly experiencing this other realm... which is why it appeals to me. I really doubt that much can be learned about this other "place" by just talking about it.
This is the point where I'd probably be expected to add a caveat stating that I'm not endorsing drug use, but I'm not gonna do that. You're supposedly a free citizen, I'm just speaking my mind and you can do what you like. All I will endorse is to read alot.
Anyway, I tried salvia for the first time last night. It's been quite a while since I took a psychedelic, and this was an extremely intense experience so I thought you guys might like to hear about it.
There are certain aspects of the psychedelic experience that are impossible to describe to someone who is not familiar, but I'll go ahead and give it a shot. It brings to mind different languages, and how the french have like four different words for "love" and we have only one. So a frenchman can be describing four different things to me, and in my english mind he is only talking about one thing because of the poverty of the english language in that respect.
Anyway, I was in my kitchen with a group of people (most of whom have no familiarity or interest in these subjects) and I ingested the salvia. There was an instant shift, I was still myself but I had been slightly dislodged from my ordinary position within my head. Nothing had changed, the people still looked exactly the same and the room still looked exactly the same, but something had most definitely changed. It was an overwhelming sense, something similar to a recognition of the absolute falseness of everything around me just a moment ago. Falseness not in the buddhist sense, but in the sense of watching a play. Or rather being a participant in a play, one that you had assumed all along was very real. There was a sense of being on an infinitely immense precipice, and on the other side was some sort of dismantling and a point of no return. I didn't know what would make everything tip over this precipice, but I was extremely frightened and confused.
Somehow in the midst of this I had the vague recollection that I had taken salvia, and I remembered something I had read which reminded me not to be afraid, and to laugh. So I tried not to be scared and take the whole thing as simply a humorous and bizarre vision.
The people in the room looked at me and smiled. I had this intense feeling that they were not the people I had assumed them to be a moment ago. They had removed their costumes, or something else was being revealed through them. One of them told me that perhaps I was ready to hear what was really going on. I began to rotate in the room involuntarily, as if I was on a merry go round. My view went around the room from one person to the other, as if I was rotating in the center. They told me some things that were very frightening, relating to the fact that I was dealing with things I didn't understand and they were laughing. There was most definitely a sinister feeling to this part.
Moments later, I was back to myself. Back in the kitchen standing by the stove, and the other people were talking about unrelated subjects. I asked them if I had been walking around in a circle and they said no. I asked my friend if she had told me about being ready to hear what's going on. She said no.
The only thing I can say with a feeling of certainty is that psychedelics are not just chemicals that scramble your brain. I mean, salvia and lsd have these effects in the *micrograms*, for goodness sake! There is something else going on there.
But at the very least, even if you completely disagree with my point of view this should be at least an interesting story for your Thursday afternoon.
Lastly, to follow up with this idea of the relation between the psychedelic experience and the paranormal experience, I have a question for Jeff R or Jeremy V or anyone else who's had extensive contact with these other beings. Does the experience that I'm describing here bear any similarities to the feelings and sensations you experience while in the presence of these beings?
I've brought up psychedelics in the past, and I just wanted to mention that I'm not some drug-addled hippie. I generally don't get along with hippies, I hate patchouli, I don't smoke pot, and I'm not a vegetarian. I do like nature, though.
I'm only interested in the psychedelic experience because I really feel that it is related to paranormal phenomena. It is immensely both terrifying and fascinating, and I consider it as one means of stepping across the veil and directly experiencing this other realm... which is why it appeals to me. I really doubt that much can be learned about this other "place" by just talking about it.
This is the point where I'd probably be expected to add a caveat stating that I'm not endorsing drug use, but I'm not gonna do that. You're supposedly a free citizen, I'm just speaking my mind and you can do what you like. All I will endorse is to read alot.
Anyway, I tried salvia for the first time last night. It's been quite a while since I took a psychedelic, and this was an extremely intense experience so I thought you guys might like to hear about it.
There are certain aspects of the psychedelic experience that are impossible to describe to someone who is not familiar, but I'll go ahead and give it a shot. It brings to mind different languages, and how the french have like four different words for "love" and we have only one. So a frenchman can be describing four different things to me, and in my english mind he is only talking about one thing because of the poverty of the english language in that respect.
Anyway, I was in my kitchen with a group of people (most of whom have no familiarity or interest in these subjects) and I ingested the salvia. There was an instant shift, I was still myself but I had been slightly dislodged from my ordinary position within my head. Nothing had changed, the people still looked exactly the same and the room still looked exactly the same, but something had most definitely changed. It was an overwhelming sense, something similar to a recognition of the absolute falseness of everything around me just a moment ago. Falseness not in the buddhist sense, but in the sense of watching a play. Or rather being a participant in a play, one that you had assumed all along was very real. There was a sense of being on an infinitely immense precipice, and on the other side was some sort of dismantling and a point of no return. I didn't know what would make everything tip over this precipice, but I was extremely frightened and confused.
Somehow in the midst of this I had the vague recollection that I had taken salvia, and I remembered something I had read which reminded me not to be afraid, and to laugh. So I tried not to be scared and take the whole thing as simply a humorous and bizarre vision.
The people in the room looked at me and smiled. I had this intense feeling that they were not the people I had assumed them to be a moment ago. They had removed their costumes, or something else was being revealed through them. One of them told me that perhaps I was ready to hear what was really going on. I began to rotate in the room involuntarily, as if I was on a merry go round. My view went around the room from one person to the other, as if I was rotating in the center. They told me some things that were very frightening, relating to the fact that I was dealing with things I didn't understand and they were laughing. There was most definitely a sinister feeling to this part.
Moments later, I was back to myself. Back in the kitchen standing by the stove, and the other people were talking about unrelated subjects. I asked them if I had been walking around in a circle and they said no. I asked my friend if she had told me about being ready to hear what's going on. She said no.
The only thing I can say with a feeling of certainty is that psychedelics are not just chemicals that scramble your brain. I mean, salvia and lsd have these effects in the *micrograms*, for goodness sake! There is something else going on there.
But at the very least, even if you completely disagree with my point of view this should be at least an interesting story for your Thursday afternoon.
Lastly, to follow up with this idea of the relation between the psychedelic experience and the paranormal experience, I have a question for Jeff R or Jeremy V or anyone else who's had extensive contact with these other beings. Does the experience that I'm describing here bear any similarities to the feelings and sensations you experience while in the presence of these beings?