The longest journey of my life
Posted by AidenTheLink on 10/09/2009
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| Level: | 4 |
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| Type/Strength: | dried leaves |
| Method of Ingestion: | water bong |
The first time I smoked Salvia was with a bunch of friends. I managed to reach a state of new reality while still being in our reality... But I wanted to really feel something. I felt like having so many people stopped me from experiencing it fully. So I tried again with just one of my friends being a sitter. That time I journied a bit more.
The third time was the charm.
The room was pitch black, side from a small light from my closet and some glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling. I had some trancey music playing, and a wave sound simulator. I remember taking the first hit, and feeling a bit of a "buzz" in the roof of my mouth, and a heaviness in my head. I took a second hit, and after holding it for a while, I felt like a giant suddenly. It was strange, I knew that I was tripping and I kept trying to tell myself "not his is nothing." I was determined to reach a higher state than that. But what was this?
My bed had become an entire world. my body stretched to the horizon. Everything I COULD see when I turned on a small light was very small and distant. I reached for the bong. My arm stretched to forever. I knew that the wave sound and music were distracting me, so I shut them off. I looked at the "stars" and felt that they really were stars, that I was gazing into forever. I felt like if I reached my arm out I could grab one. Things felt infinitely far away, but I seemed impossibly large, and able to grasp anything. I loaded the bong, and took a third, long hit, holding it as long as I could.
Suddenly, I was no longer there. I managed to set the bong down without realizing I had done so. I threw off my blankets, no longer confined to this world, and ventured upwards. into the sky. Birds with faces appeared, guiding me up more, to the top of a mountain. On top was a castle, a large castle with beautiful decorations. And sitting in that castle was a throne. On that throne.. was A Native American man, dressed in shamanistic clothing. I knew he was a god, or some kind of higher spirit. He stretched out his hand, beckoning me to come closer. I kneeled before him, staring up in wonder at him. He spoke in a low, deep voice that seemed to come from everywhere.
"we are all, each one of us, gods of a sort. we have the power to change our destinies. You are in control of your own fate."
Suddenly as I understood this, I was thrown back to earth. down, down down. I felt cold suddenly as I realized there was nothing covering me. I pulled the blanket over me, and curled up on my side. as I did so, I saw a light. The light was a face, an opera mask almost. It looked at me and started to talk. I asked it, "Are you God?"
"NO."
"Are you the Devil?"
no reply.
I instantly was afraid. NO. I have to get away from it. I pulled the blankets over my head, desperately trying to block out what light may have caused this vision. As I did so, I felt that I was pulling ground over me. Suddenly I was in a tunnel far below the surface. I was a mouse. I started repeating to myself "I am a mouse. I am a mouse. I feel like a mouse. I can see other mice around me. Where are the rats? They want to kill us. WHERE IS THAT CAT?" I panicked, and tried to burrow deeper underground.
As I burrowed, I felt more like a bug. I could feel multiple legs. I was a beetle of some sort, and it disgusted me. I started almost clawing at myself, feeling my skin to reassure me that yes I had skin, not an exoskeleton. I only had two arm, and had hair as well. I was human. I climbed back up to where I was a mouse and felt safer. At this time I reached for my buzzing phone. A text. I quickly managed to type out "Am I a mouse????" I got a reply "No. Calm down, set down whatever you are on, and go to bed." I thanked her, and continued repeating "I am human, I have 5 fingers, I am not a mouse."
Somehow I managed to send off about 10 twitter updates about this, without even realizing what I was doing. My last text to the friend read "Shutting up before I ramble further. Offff the waterfalll...."
I felt myself going down a huge waterfall, drifting to sleep.
The dreams I had were intensely real and sexual. I felt part of a ritual, where half-man, half-humans were there, using me while I had no control. But I wasn't afraid. I felt like this brought me higher. I was not afraid.
I woke up, and looked at the clock. A full hour had passed somehow. I still felt like I was in a dream. But I coaxed myself back to sleep.
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