DOS
Rising Star
Get a cup of caffeine and kick back if you want to read because I have a lot to say. :d
SWIM says: So I had a little spice oil leftover in my glass pipe from my first experience. I reheated it, and attempted to toke but the vapor was far too hot for my throat and lungs to hold in, and I don't think it was vaporizing enough. A tiny bit of oil had also made it's way into the shaft of the pipe from the bowl which burned my lips a little. Frustrated, and not wanting to give up I decided to take the unburned, pea-size pinch of plain salvia leaves that held the spice before it melted down into the interior of the bowl, and put it into another bowl. The crushed leaves glistened with a thin skin of spicy oil. I transferred the remaining oil onto the crushed leaves in the new pipe...a whopping 2 drops! Failure! This isn't even enough for a sub-breakthrough experience. Very disheartened, I decided I might as well top the bowl off with a fat dose of 10X of the Green Goddess AKA Salvia. I lit her up, and by the second toke, I realized something was wrong.
This isn't Salvia smoke...the smoke was different, less harsh, rather pleasant in fact...and soothing. Wait a second here, why aren't I feeling the lunacy of Sally knock me flat on my back? And what am I feeling now!? I suddenly felt a deep sense of superiority from the smoke, but wait! I was feeling a superior intelligent presence of beings all around me!!! Sally's antics filled my vision only they were moving dynamically in a spiraling motion in brilliant tessellations that I'd never seen before, and I had not forgotten who I was? Unheard of! The green goddess never failed to violently rip me from my ego/earthly self.
The intricate, living tessellation shrunk further and further away. At a distance it appeared to be disc-shaped with hundreds of sections like a dart board, reminiscent of the Mayan Calender. My brain began to feel immense pressure as if I were at the bottom of the ocean and the weight of the water were going to crush my skull. I held my composure, and ignored the pain. The Salvia disc disappeared, and new constantly shifting, space-age, neon-colored patterns that contained shape shifting entities grew out of the nothing and filled the black void. I know those patterns! DMT! Oh my God there was enough?! The patterns I saw in my first DMT experience were pale in comparison to this powerful cosmic skin that seemed to be unraveling like a flower blossoming before my eyes opening an entrance to somewhere very far
away.
The presence of superior beings became stronger, and then as if awaking from sleep I found myself lying on a table surrounded by humanoid beings in a very bright, white room. My head still felt like it was imploding, but it didn't seem to bother me. "What are you doing here? Why did you go with her? Why is she here?!" They asked me with a startled, defensive tone of voice. They moved aside, and pointed to Sally who was standing about 15 feet from us. She stood silent with that forever present insane, open mouth grin on her face seemingly indifferent to my situation. "WOW." I thought. Even to these tall, powerful god-like beings Salvia is bizarre...she really is a cosmic oddball of a God! "I'm sorry, I didn't know what I was doing. I had no idea this would happen!" I said helplessly. Salvia left, and they turned
their attention back to me still on the operating table.
They examined my body, touching me here and there quickly but carefully with their cold hands. I could sense they meant no harm, they were just really startled by my arrival. They were on the defensive doing their job. While they checked for physical problems to see if I was trustworthy an Amazonian Shaman appeared in full, regalia. He bent over the table, and spoke strange, beautiful words inches from my face. His leather brown, face searching with deep dark eyes. His words convinced the beings that I was okay to show what they were willing to show me.
They began talking more in their strange language, which to me was no louder than a whisper. They discussed my beliefs, and one of them reached into my body and pulled out a very strong personal belief of mine which was that we should stick to coupling within our own tribe, whites with whites, blacks with blacks, yellows with yellows etc. I don't know why but I felt very comfortable with them, and what they show'd me was mind-shattering visually so much so that I cried tears of joy.
I could not even begin to visually describe what I saw, but I can say what they communicated. They showed me the creation of our species, and the evolution of our species. They narrated it explaining why they created us, and how we will go to the stars if we continue on the same path we are on right now. They said that it is good that we keep mixing racially, and that it will help us reach the stars being more integrated globally as a people. They showed me that a One World Government is needed before going to the stars. These beings were very enthusiastic about our future, and I accepted what they were saying as an open rebuke. I have always been against interracial marriage, because I feel it destroys thousands of years of culture, and identity. I have always been against globalization and consolidation of political and military power because I feel it is sinister in nature...but after seeing what they show'd me I can't help but think I've been wrong.
Now these beings seemed to be physical more or less. They shined brightly and the room seemed to be white because of them. I had a feeling they were Caucasion in appearance. The Shaman bent over looking down at me with a wise grin and next thing I know my eyes were feasting on a radially dynamic field of color and pattern which filled my vision. The colors were predominantly black, green, red, and a little bit of blue. The whole sea of shifting forms was very earthy and organic. Out of the patterns came smirking black faces with big eyes looking up at me as if I were hovering directly above them. I wondered in amazement at their identity because they looked very alien. I couldn't tell if they were African or South American or Indian. The language they were speaking was very strange.
I asked them why millions of Africans were dying of starvation needlessly, and they only smiled widely as if I already knew or would understand soon enough. Then in an instant I was at their feet, and they were examining me. There's a blank area in my memory of what happened as I lay at their feet, but after that I was with another tribe distinctly Native American...only I couldn't tell if they were North American, Meso-American or South American Natives. After that I seemed to be in the midst of an Asiatic Tribe.
I was totally taken off-guard by the course of this cosmic journey. I was not expecting to meet any people. I was anxious to meet the self-dribbling, basketball shaped, machine elves that Terrance Mckenna spoke of! I didn't see anything like that. The people were very puzzling to me. I'm not sure if I was traveling through time visiting these tribes on Earth, if I was with them in their afterlife or if they were the Alien predecessors of the peoples of Earth. They did seem quite Alien.
I do feel enlightened in every sense of the word to my very core. I was educated by the Gods.
I can no longer call myself a StudentofSalvia. She is amazing in her own twisted nut-job ways, but she is far below the spirit beings of DMT in that white room. She is more of a friend to me now, and a helpful friend in that I think I have her to thank for the breakthrough. It was as if I were the passenger in her spaceship taxi and she drove with light speed to my destination.
One thing that amazed me was the length of my trip which totaled 45 minutes! What I mean by that is the first segment was about 10 minutes, and the cold air in my room brought me back. So I shut the windows, toked twice and was back in it right were I left off! It lasted another 20 minutes and then they told me to go tell someone what I saw so I would not forget. I got my sitter, my brother, who was outside the room and told him everything. Then another 2 tokes and I was gone for another 15 minutes right where I left off! One thing I noticed with those last 2 tokes was that I didn't collapse immediately on my bed like the previous departures. I looked around my room and everything was warped, and shifting. My artwork on the walls came alive; intense OEV's and then I broke through.
Now I've never read anything about three breakthroughs back to back. From what I've read DMT is one round trip only, that is why I think I have the awesome power of Salvia to thank for launching me successfully. Has anyone here tried this?! If so did you feel an intense headache for hours after doing so like me? It was well worth it but damn what a headache.
The whole experience was life changing, I can't say that enough. Another thing they showed me that was mindblowing was the fact that art which people make is inspired by things that actually exist in these other dimensions! People are subconsciously drawing their inspiration from other planes of consciousness without even knowing. They showed me something utilitarian and then it morphed into the hands of a tribal woman as beads and a dress with the same texture and colors. Totally weird stuff. They showed me that where words fail miserably, Art succeeds as a higher form of communication.
SWIM says: So I had a little spice oil leftover in my glass pipe from my first experience. I reheated it, and attempted to toke but the vapor was far too hot for my throat and lungs to hold in, and I don't think it was vaporizing enough. A tiny bit of oil had also made it's way into the shaft of the pipe from the bowl which burned my lips a little. Frustrated, and not wanting to give up I decided to take the unburned, pea-size pinch of plain salvia leaves that held the spice before it melted down into the interior of the bowl, and put it into another bowl. The crushed leaves glistened with a thin skin of spicy oil. I transferred the remaining oil onto the crushed leaves in the new pipe...a whopping 2 drops! Failure! This isn't even enough for a sub-breakthrough experience. Very disheartened, I decided I might as well top the bowl off with a fat dose of 10X of the Green Goddess AKA Salvia. I lit her up, and by the second toke, I realized something was wrong.
This isn't Salvia smoke...the smoke was different, less harsh, rather pleasant in fact...and soothing. Wait a second here, why aren't I feeling the lunacy of Sally knock me flat on my back? And what am I feeling now!? I suddenly felt a deep sense of superiority from the smoke, but wait! I was feeling a superior intelligent presence of beings all around me!!! Sally's antics filled my vision only they were moving dynamically in a spiraling motion in brilliant tessellations that I'd never seen before, and I had not forgotten who I was? Unheard of! The green goddess never failed to violently rip me from my ego/earthly self.
The intricate, living tessellation shrunk further and further away. At a distance it appeared to be disc-shaped with hundreds of sections like a dart board, reminiscent of the Mayan Calender. My brain began to feel immense pressure as if I were at the bottom of the ocean and the weight of the water were going to crush my skull. I held my composure, and ignored the pain. The Salvia disc disappeared, and new constantly shifting, space-age, neon-colored patterns that contained shape shifting entities grew out of the nothing and filled the black void. I know those patterns! DMT! Oh my God there was enough?! The patterns I saw in my first DMT experience were pale in comparison to this powerful cosmic skin that seemed to be unraveling like a flower blossoming before my eyes opening an entrance to somewhere very far
away.
The presence of superior beings became stronger, and then as if awaking from sleep I found myself lying on a table surrounded by humanoid beings in a very bright, white room. My head still felt like it was imploding, but it didn't seem to bother me. "What are you doing here? Why did you go with her? Why is she here?!" They asked me with a startled, defensive tone of voice. They moved aside, and pointed to Sally who was standing about 15 feet from us. She stood silent with that forever present insane, open mouth grin on her face seemingly indifferent to my situation. "WOW." I thought. Even to these tall, powerful god-like beings Salvia is bizarre...she really is a cosmic oddball of a God! "I'm sorry, I didn't know what I was doing. I had no idea this would happen!" I said helplessly. Salvia left, and they turned
their attention back to me still on the operating table.
They examined my body, touching me here and there quickly but carefully with their cold hands. I could sense they meant no harm, they were just really startled by my arrival. They were on the defensive doing their job. While they checked for physical problems to see if I was trustworthy an Amazonian Shaman appeared in full, regalia. He bent over the table, and spoke strange, beautiful words inches from my face. His leather brown, face searching with deep dark eyes. His words convinced the beings that I was okay to show what they were willing to show me.
They began talking more in their strange language, which to me was no louder than a whisper. They discussed my beliefs, and one of them reached into my body and pulled out a very strong personal belief of mine which was that we should stick to coupling within our own tribe, whites with whites, blacks with blacks, yellows with yellows etc. I don't know why but I felt very comfortable with them, and what they show'd me was mind-shattering visually so much so that I cried tears of joy.
I could not even begin to visually describe what I saw, but I can say what they communicated. They showed me the creation of our species, and the evolution of our species. They narrated it explaining why they created us, and how we will go to the stars if we continue on the same path we are on right now. They said that it is good that we keep mixing racially, and that it will help us reach the stars being more integrated globally as a people. They showed me that a One World Government is needed before going to the stars. These beings were very enthusiastic about our future, and I accepted what they were saying as an open rebuke. I have always been against interracial marriage, because I feel it destroys thousands of years of culture, and identity. I have always been against globalization and consolidation of political and military power because I feel it is sinister in nature...but after seeing what they show'd me I can't help but think I've been wrong.
Now these beings seemed to be physical more or less. They shined brightly and the room seemed to be white because of them. I had a feeling they were Caucasion in appearance. The Shaman bent over looking down at me with a wise grin and next thing I know my eyes were feasting on a radially dynamic field of color and pattern which filled my vision. The colors were predominantly black, green, red, and a little bit of blue. The whole sea of shifting forms was very earthy and organic. Out of the patterns came smirking black faces with big eyes looking up at me as if I were hovering directly above them. I wondered in amazement at their identity because they looked very alien. I couldn't tell if they were African or South American or Indian. The language they were speaking was very strange.
I asked them why millions of Africans were dying of starvation needlessly, and they only smiled widely as if I already knew or would understand soon enough. Then in an instant I was at their feet, and they were examining me. There's a blank area in my memory of what happened as I lay at their feet, but after that I was with another tribe distinctly Native American...only I couldn't tell if they were North American, Meso-American or South American Natives. After that I seemed to be in the midst of an Asiatic Tribe.
I was totally taken off-guard by the course of this cosmic journey. I was not expecting to meet any people. I was anxious to meet the self-dribbling, basketball shaped, machine elves that Terrance Mckenna spoke of! I didn't see anything like that. The people were very puzzling to me. I'm not sure if I was traveling through time visiting these tribes on Earth, if I was with them in their afterlife or if they were the Alien predecessors of the peoples of Earth. They did seem quite Alien.
I do feel enlightened in every sense of the word to my very core. I was educated by the Gods.
I can no longer call myself a StudentofSalvia. She is amazing in her own twisted nut-job ways, but she is far below the spirit beings of DMT in that white room. She is more of a friend to me now, and a helpful friend in that I think I have her to thank for the breakthrough. It was as if I were the passenger in her spaceship taxi and she drove with light speed to my destination.
One thing that amazed me was the length of my trip which totaled 45 minutes! What I mean by that is the first segment was about 10 minutes, and the cold air in my room brought me back. So I shut the windows, toked twice and was back in it right were I left off! It lasted another 20 minutes and then they told me to go tell someone what I saw so I would not forget. I got my sitter, my brother, who was outside the room and told him everything. Then another 2 tokes and I was gone for another 15 minutes right where I left off! One thing I noticed with those last 2 tokes was that I didn't collapse immediately on my bed like the previous departures. I looked around my room and everything was warped, and shifting. My artwork on the walls came alive; intense OEV's and then I broke through.
Now I've never read anything about three breakthroughs back to back. From what I've read DMT is one round trip only, that is why I think I have the awesome power of Salvia to thank for launching me successfully. Has anyone here tried this?! If so did you feel an intense headache for hours after doing so like me? It was well worth it but damn what a headache.
The whole experience was life changing, I can't say that enough. Another thing they showed me that was mindblowing was the fact that art which people make is inspired by things that actually exist in these other dimensions! People are subconsciously drawing their inspiration from other planes of consciousness without even knowing. They showed me something utilitarian and then it morphed into the hands of a tribal woman as beads and a dress with the same texture and colors. Totally weird stuff. They showed me that where words fail miserably, Art succeeds as a higher form of communication.
