So little, but so much
Posted by grimjim on 14/07/2011
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1I have not had any for a little while, having contented myself with weed and some new things recently, like Marihuanilla and Mean Green from coffesh0p.com, and some mexican dream weed, which works quite nicely.
Anyway, its been a while since SD, chiefly because I've been kind of waiting for the right moment. I'm actually kind of a little afraid of the SD trip and what it does to me, which is probably a good thing.
Well tonight, after a couple of glasses of wine, and in a good mood, I thought it can't hurt to have just the tiniest snippet that is in the bottom of my 10x phial. It was literally a mean pinch, the dregs, which I had to tap out onto some paper to get enough to put into my pipe. So I lit, and held in for as long as possible to get what I could from this tiny snippet.
And once again, oh the insane ecstacy of this stuff amazes me. Not a full on trip, (I took so little!) but incredible how it seems to flip you over, and give you the hot sweats in such a simple innocent moment. Everything becomes enhanced and you go into that ODDLY SMELLING recollection and recognition of a strange place you've been before. In and out in only 5 minutes or so, but when you're in, it's so alive and edgy. I didn't want a big trip just before bedtime in a house with other people. Just as well, it was just a little bit! Christ, this stuff can be so overwhelming, so amazing, so revealing, yet leave you as you were, a little unhinged by the experience, but not addicted. If anything it leaves you UNaddicted. Like you are wary of having another trip - well that's what it does to me at least. I will have more, but in my own time, when I am ready. It's been months since my last SD smoke. It feels like each time is a new learning (even in that tiny short moment, something far more expansive is opened for me).
And once again, I am left rubbing my eyes at 1.15am, reflecting on the wonderful world I am part of, and how my spirit interacts with this physical place, and what is it that I feel and hear and see when Salvia opens that door. The bizarre other side? The amazing odd creativity and randomness of those creatures and spirits that I sense when I take this stuff. The things which mold and push this reality into place. Just incredible.
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