I wanted to really explore Diviner's some years ago, so since I worked at a shop I picked up a decent extract. Having had previous knockout experiences with it, I decided to take it slow.
I sat down on the floor cross-legged bong in hand with the TV set to a blank illuminated screen and some relaxing Kid Cudi(my favorite at the time) playing in the background. Then, I took a moderate puff.
I closed my eyes and saw fantastic colors that seemed almost alive. I "flew" closer to them and I saw what look like the natural motions of a sea anemone. As it grew closer I noticed that each of the tendrils were actually my own head and face. I opened my eyes and let out a soft chuckle at the novelty of this, it was amusing and not dramatic. Relaxed with my hands flat on the floor at my sides I look around the room and all was normal, that is until I looked down between my arm and body at the floor. This is when things got overbearing.
The entire floor was black and sitting cross-legged, a mirror images, under me was small, fat, sweaty, and dirty clown staring back at me. Kid Cudi had turned to bouncy circus music and in the clown's dimension was a dark and filthy circus like environment, including the presence of other beings. I had a strong sense that the only reason I could see this being was because we individually existed in a gear or cog and on this gear was a window. Our "windows" had matched up to offer this view that I saw. It was, and still is, very difficult for me to explain.
I was full of intense fear by this point. I curled up in a ball and looked about my living room and, with the mutated hip-hop still playing, I noticed all of my belongings had become inflatable toys: my couch, my PlayStation controller, my TV. Everything was toy in the shape of the object I thought was real and sudden feeling of being observed washed over me, like a rat in cage. And then it all faded back to "normality".
To this very day, almost ten years later, I have not been able to shake that very "real" thing I saw on a substance that most people discount as irrelevant.
Please, if you can offer ANY interpretation I would deeply appreciate it as I have been berated for bringing this up in my own social circles because no one has had a similar experience on Salvia D..
I have attached a shoddy picture to try and give an illustration of what I experienced; please excuse it's quality.
NOTE: It was very material. Personally, I have just concluded, after almost 10 years, that it is the place you go when you fall through couch,chair, or what have you. I just didn't fall through. It is a long abyss and you go wherever your ego points you.
Edited by TorpidApe (08/15/15 01:02 AM)
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