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My One and Only OBE - by BYRON |
What I'm going to tell you might not fit
with "natural experience." That's because I was on the sauce when it
happened. My girlfriend Carol had moved out--all because of a dog--and
I was hitting the bottle pretty heavy. The night before, I put on a
doozy. I was so hungover I thought I might be dead. The only cure for
a hangover that severe is a little bit of the dog that bit you. So I
collected my shaking self and made a bee-line for Jeanne's Carryout on
the corner of Fifth Avenue. I took the back alleys and made my
purchase. Back home in my apartment I cracked the bottle top and took
a chug. As the booze slowly started to make me feel better I thought
about Carol.
How she went from an army brat to flowerchild protesting the war in
Viet Nam at Kent State University while her father, a lieutenant in
the Air Force flew bombing missions over Cambodia. That's what Carol
was protesting--Nixon widen the war by authorizing bombing flights
over Cambodia. When the shit the fan, May 4th, when the Ohio National
Guardsmen opened fire on the students, Carol left town and returned to
her hometown of Columbus. She spent the intervening years, before she
met me, in a headless hedonistic pursuit--she became a biker chick.
Her biker boyfriend was in the workhouse for assaulting three women on
High Street, one fine Spring Friday night. He was in a blackout and
remembered none of it. So Carol shacked up with me telling her
boyfriend I was gay--yeah, right.
Carol liked the booze and I liked drugs. She introduced me to John
Barleycorn and I introduced her to the needle.
She was gone now and I was spending my empty days drinking. I finished
the fifth of Mad Dog. APD I called it. Alcohol Per Dollar. Best deal
in town. I still wasn't feeling good. My symptoms had lessened but I
didn't feel drunk. I layed out on my bed and that's when it hit me. It
was like big ocean waves running through my body--very poweful. It
felt like they were going to rip me apart. I began to get scared. I
thought to myself, "what is this? Am I dying? am I having a stroke?"
It was something I had never experienced before. I told myself to
remember this phenomena, that I really felt it and it was nothing like
anything I had ever experienced. I didn't want down the road to
attribute it to my imagination
I lived in a century-old house on Sixth Avenue. My apartment was upper
left as you faced the building. I liked the windows. They were big and
I kept them open. I liked the fresh air coming in and sounds and
smells of summer. One time, a bat flew in the window. I was all for
getting my racquetball racquet and practicing my backhand but Carol
wouldn't let me. The bat was hanging down from the shower curtain. So
I got a juice pitcher and captured the creature with my racquet as a
lid. I let the bat go.
I found I could fight against the waves and, like, push them back, or
slow them down, so they wouldn't ll tear me up. That made my fear go
away--knowing I was in control of this experience and not the other
way around. So I let the waves come, kind of like opening your fingers
on the top of a jug of water held upside-down.
I felt like these waves were tearing me from my body. They were
sucking me out through the windows. It was like I was in a vacuum that
had suddenly opened and the windows were my portals to the unknown. I
remember the curtains blowing violently about, perhaps a storm was
coming. Then again the image of blowing curtains might be just my
imagination. Anyway I was sucked out of my body and sucked through the
window going into space at a startling speed. I was flying and how. I
enjoyed the sensation. I liked it. It was neat. I flew millions of
miles it seemed. I was in outer space flying around. There were
planets and stars all about me. I found I could slow down my
travelling and swoop about a planet and interact with the inhabitants.
I visited many a strange world where unknown languages were spoken and
unknown customs practiced. But I was flying. I didn't have long to
spend at each place, though at a few I landed on the ground and
interacted with the inahabitants, attempting to learn what they were
about. Unfortunately, I didn't think to get a calling card from the
places I visited, or learn there names, or anything.
It was a couple of hours I would say I spent visiting these extra-terrestials.
Then I felt my flying power waning, like somebody was pulling the
plug. And soon I was in my own body. It felt like I was awakening from
a dream. But it was no dream.
What was it? Do I really beleive I skipped the light fantastic with
alien beings? Hell, no. A hallucination was what it was. But now in my
readings and studies I realize there's a lot more to consciousness
than meets the eye. Strange quantum effects are possible say the
physicists. I gotta believe them so I'm keeping an open mind.
-byron |
Knowing Home Within Myself - A
Salvia Experience
The wind was blowing
gently and the sound of a distant plane was moving through the wind
and through me as I was blowing through the wind. "Oh yes," some part
of me thought. "This is it." I was also in my body at the same time
that I pervaded non-local space/time. My body was relaxed and I felt
the gentle uplifting and beneficent presence of loving "plant-ness"
within me. Or I was...FULL
STORY HERE |
Antidepressant Effects of Salvia Divinorum - 12 May 2002
Ms. G is a 26-year-old woman with a
history of depression that has shown no significant periods of
remission since adolescence and has been predominated by feelings of
worthlessness, lack of interest in social activities, an absence of
occupational satisfaction, and inability to find "purpose and meaning"
in her life. After first seeking treatment for her depression 5 years
ago...FULL
STORY HERE |
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