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Okay folks, this is my 7th or so salvia trip, and I think I'm just now starting to learn about it.
On my last trip, as you may remember (actually that thread got 2 replies, so you probably don't ), a sentient being told me to relay the idea that salvia was the most powerful experience ever. This time, the information was a little different.
This was my first time without a sitter. I thought I hadn't gotten a good hit (I coughed a lot of it up), but after laying down, I knew I had something to learn anyway. Normally, the distraction of a trip sitter is to blame for me not understand what's going on. This time, it was the mere presence of sounds and objects in consensus reality vying for my attention that was being fought by the salvia.
As I listened to the hum of my computer, a voice (again, in some other language) was speaking while I floundered. This time it got the message across that I would never be able to extract the experience and relay it--instead, she/it gave me a few select words that I *could* take back. The words were something along the lines of "there is still much more to learn" and "this is very important." It's terrifically hard to explain what I felt at this time. It was essentially a feeling that I could shrug off what I was being told, but that it was exceedingly... not important... but... profound. Part of the knowledge seemed to be the knowledge that all my worldly attachments (that is, my attachment to consensus reality itself) were not worth the attention I was giving them.
In the end, I can choose to either ignore it as drug-induced psychosis, or listen and let it draw me in for another visit. Until then, nothing changes, I suppose.