Friday, June 22, 2012

Trippin Thru 2012 With Salvia (6-22-12)

D.M. Turner (born Joseph Vivian; 5 October 1962 - 31 December 1996) was an author, psychedelic researcher and psychonaut who wrote two books on psychoactives and entheogens. His book, The Essential Psychedelic Guide contains Turner's views on the subjective effects of various psychoactive and hallucinogenic mind-altering substances. His second book, Salvinorin addresses the effects of Salvia divinorum. Turner died after injecting an unknown quantity of ketamine while in a bathtub,[1] presumably drowning while incapacitated by the effects of the drug.--Wikipedia

D.M. Turner wrote a book that's available for download or viewing on the internet.
Here is the link.

He touches on just about everything you need to know about salvia divinorum. He has included 12 of his own salvia trips, many combined with LSD. Also included is the first human use of salvinorin alpha. (Daniel Siebert, 1993).

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18x -- two hits

(first hit of 18x)
Where am I?
Holy Shit. It pays to smoke in the dark. You can see the visuals trailing off your retinal cups, your retinal flower cups.

Retinal flower cups staring outwardly across the darkness of space.
Retinal flower cups watching the monstrosity rotating into view.
Retinal flower cups connecting to the gelatinous structure spinning previous realities away from you.
Retinal flower cups attaching like neuronal vines to previous worlds twisting away from your hallucinating mind, previous worlds tripping with color, previous worlds sliding to the other side of your material location within safety and habit.

You see. That’s what it’s really about. All you fuckers passing the pipe around, regurgitating eloquent theories about the nature of salvia reality…ALL THE WHILE YOUR GELATINOUS, CGI BODIES REMAIN ATTACHED TO THE ROTATING SALVIA STRUCTURE----

IT’S THE ROTATING SALVIA STRUCTURE ITSELF THAT’S IMPORTANT.
THE ROTATING SALVIA STRUCTURE CONTAINS ALL OF US, as our bodies expand into and contract out of previous versions of our own selves, previous versions of our own homes, previous versions of our own neighborhoods. We are all on a salvia carnival ride and we don’t even know it.

There I was sitting in the dark, my material body firmly planted into its Lazy Boy chair. Surrounding me was the ground of blackness. Surrounding me was the wall of silence.

I took a puff of salvia extract. For the first few seconds, I could feel my heart tightening up, but it wasn’t severe. And then I saw what I’ve seen on previous salvia trips--- the rotating monstrosity. An encompassing, quasi-organic monstrosity containing all living things and all non-living things. A gelatinous salvia wheel with purple-green spokes, radiating from a central hub-like mass, composed of interconnecting peoploids stretching forth into life and then compressing back into flat lifelessness.

(second hit of 18x)
Everything was interconnected, a pratitya samutpada of black licorice spider legs, of self-transforming cartoon faces maDe Of pIXIie dUST…WOW EMTRIPPIBF NOR,,MY FINGWRA UHHH THERE ARE SRTREAEMS OF COLORS LIFTING OFF OOF THIS KEYBORD……SHIT MY HEART HURTS. MY WHOOOOEEE CRAP ok caps off wow. There are colors cascading off the rims of my reading glasses. Shit.

Wow, my body is like some rocket ship surrounded by a fog of grey light. Speaking of spokes, I AM a spoke, some sort of rubbery wooden spoke in a rotating wagon wheel. CLIPPITY CLOP CLIPPITY CLOP.
“Howdy Pardner. Do you know where I can find Salvia City? You see, my horse and eye were walking along this dirt road in the middle of nofuckingwhere when suddenly the two of us, me n’ my horse, were flipped around and around by an approaching dust devil made out of tiny, dancing, red gingerbread men. Golly, I was so scared, I thought I was gonna shit my pants. Well, my horse, he did go and shit his pants, ceptin’ he weren't wearing no pants.”

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Trippin Thru 2012 With Salvia (6-6-12)

10x -- 1 hit

OK…….Well, Ha Ha.
It only took me fore-fucking-ever to get hold of my netbook. Jeez, I just stood there in the dark holding it in my hand. I was afraid I was going to keel over and crash into my TV set.

Shit. I knew this was gonna be an intense trip from the get go. I was out in a matter of seconds. I’m sure the first few moments of my visuals were incredible. Too bad it’s all forgotten.

I remember that my heart was pounding. It wasn’t speeding up. It was slowing down.

Pah fump--Pah fumppp---Pah fumppppp.

I began to consider my afterlife. I was looking at my afterlife. My heart was breaking. The whole long daisy chain of heartbeats was coming to an end after all these many years.

Pah fumpppppppp------Pah fumppppppppppppppppppp.

I could see these black spider men all connected together inside my darkened field of vision. These black spider men were all hunched over, all intertwined, all connected together, ALL WAITING FOR MY FUCKING HEART TO STOP. They were waiting for me to die, to pass over into the afterlife.

Damn. As much as I would like to connect this experience with previous experiences, I can’t.

Shit. I’ll have to rack this one up as another one of those near death experiences. Those damn black spider men were waiting to carry me away. Wow. I wonder what it will be like when I finally do die. Will there be black spider men waiting for me? And what about everyone who actually does die? Do they have weird hallucinations while they’re in the process of dying? Questions, questions, questions.


Man. This was only 10x. What would happen if I did 25x or 30x or 40x? Holy Moley.

I wish I could remember those first thirty seconds. There were probably people and voices entering and exiting folds in the fabric of salvia space, but I haven’t a clue about any of it.
Oh well………………
(don’t try this at home, kids--leave it to us pseudo professionals)

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Seeing a parallel, salviaesque reality in 2012 is like possessing an iphone in 1957.
You want to run around town showing it off to everyone.

"Hey ma, hey pa, look at this thing. It takes pictures and little movies. There's a chicken being catapulted by a slingshot."
"A chicken being catapulted by a slingshot?"
"Yeah, ma."
"Stop your silliness. Did you bring in the milk bottles?"
"Yeah, ma. But what about this shiny wafer?"
"Enough with the shiny wafer. Go down to the butcher and bring back some ground beef, and don't dilly dally?"
"Yeah, ma. Gee whizz. Doesn't anybody care about my shiny wafer??"
"Listen to your mother, son. Remember what the Rabbi said, 'I think, therefore I'm a gfilterfish'."
"Who cares about gfilterfish, pa? We're talking about a frikkin radical new technology."
"Watch your language. Nobody's interested in your shiny wafer. I'm not interested. Your mother isn't interested. Find a girlfriend for Pete's sake. I wish you were more like your successful, older brother."

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