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Her Sagness - A 10x Salvia Repot

Substances: Salvia divinorum


Tonight I fell before the good graces of Lady Salvia, and I feel truly blessed to have received her gracious hospitality.  I encountered her one night before, though in a very inappropriate setting, and I felt that I missed much of her insights.

            Tonight however, was much different, as I was working with the very potent 10x extract.  I was with a special friend who would also partake; we were both sitting comfortably in his darkened room.  I loaded my glass bowl (using it for the first time as it was reserved for her) with a very small amount of material, possibly at most a tenth of a gram.  I placed the blue flame of my torch light to the alluring dark-green salvia which immediately turned flame red, and then inhaled deeply.  Holding this for about 30 seconds I realized there was more left in the bowl, so I took another hit.  As I inhaled the cool, agreeable smoke, I was immediately pulled to the floor by a strange indiscernible force.  I felt as if I had been sucked out of my body for a few seconds, into a space of complete nothingness.  This absolute dissociation soon passed and I gained awareness of my body again.  With my eyes closed, an almost infinite 2-dimensional plane of kaleidoscoping dream visions danced at a dizzying pace.  Some of the images were downright funny, though I can’t remember why.  Perhaps the lady was in especially good spirits, as this state of awareness felt very comfortable, even when I was completely dissociated from my body and could feel her “pull”.  The visions were similar to the those induced by a strong psilocybin experience, only they were playing out on a more subconscious level, lacking the intense emotional connections of the mushroom peak.  They were organic and familiar images and memories, materializing out of a swirl of geometric iridescence.  This was the dreamtime.  Hovering in the spatial infinity of my own consciousness, connected to the entire universe.

            As my bodily awareness became more apparent, I felt this “space” moving against my skin, causing a rain of tingling pins and needles.  I could see a tunnel moving out before me, and then some thought triggered what seemed like a drop of water hitting the surface of a puddle, and the ripples undulated throughout my body.  This would occur again later in the experience.  I remember getting the feeling that the lady was trying to show me something specific, which I obviously must have missed.

I could almost hear her voice: “Why don’t you see where I’m leading you”

I remember, almost laughingly replying, “It’s all so beautiful, so amusing, but it’s too fast.”

That’s when I saw her hands, like two blooming Rose buds, grab each frame and slow the ongoing collage of consciousness down to a more observable rate.  By then however it was too late, and the physical realm called me slowly back.  I remember sharing these events with my friend, who had embarked as well, and he described having an equally positive and intriguing experience.

I can only say that the lady is an exotic and powerful plant spirit.  The space we (and so many others!) accessed shows real promise of serious exploratory potential.  I think it may be equally important as the DMT’s.  Unlike the tryptamines, however, her Sageness prefers the route of dreams, not just sensory experience.  I guess that is the best I can explain it.  But don’t think she isn’t direct; the weirdness alone will astound most people.  Somehow I perceived the chaotic array of (normally) subconscious imagery as humorous and insightful, though I can see where with the wrong set and setting someone could really become frightened.  Especially by the strange gravitational tactile sensations she evokes.  I remember having a very brief pornographic moment as well, and somehow I think, even in my disembodied state, I blushed.  Now how’s that for weird?

By Meat Nipples

Created 9/9/2001 0:17:40
Modified 9/9/2001 0:19:38
Leda version 1.4.3