Aspects of the Entheogenic Experience: Visual and Auditory Changes
I had one of the best Lucid Dreams last night. I took African Dream Root (Silene Capensis) I know AfricanDream Root must have something to do with your Pineal Gland because that's where dimethyltryptamine (DMT) is stored and that's what gives you Lucid Dreams but my dream was I was sitting in this field with this Native American Chef and I was conversing with him it seemed forever. I really don't understand why his appearance in my dream affected me so much. As I woken I felt the mourning that I have been suffering was gone.
Glenn - African Dream Root
One evening i decided to take a large amount of Benadryl as well as chugging a bottle of Robitussin-looking for some kind of experience.
After i'd taken it, i was just relaxing, waiting for an effect. Impatiently, i took a few more Benadryl and decided to start reading. (since this happened late at night and was already tired) I fell asleep and i woke up the next morning for school, but that was when it all hit me at once. i sat up and took a deep breath, but as i inhaled, the walls seemed to close in on me and when i exhaled the room expanded greatly. i felt scared everytime the walls would close in on me(almost claustrophobic). that caused me to begin panting heavily, making it worse. i kept trying to exhale, making the room larger so i wouldn't feel so afraid. But the heavy breathing gave me a huge head-rush, causing me to hyperventilate. once this happened, i was feeling pretty good, but overall like a zombie.
I went into school, paranoid as hell, and tripping nuts! i went into my history class and was just staring at the wall. i began focusing on this poster of our amendments when it jumped off the wall and began laughing at me. suddenly the rest of the posters joined the first one and they divided into 2 separate groups. then they did a "braveheart charge" and clashed into a big battle of history posters. it was quite amusing. after that i fell asleep and it all wore off by the end of the day.
I seriously recommend not taking large amounts of benadryl or cough syrup, but definitely not at the same time. It was an interesting experience, but it made me feel like shit all day with a POUNDING headache(it was worse than a hangover).Geoff - Diphenhydramine/Dextromethorphan
The first time I tried 30x salvia I was in my room by myself. I always like to smoke salvia by myself. I lit my bowl and held the smoke in for an eternity like I had done so many times in the past. I don't remember exhaling at all. The only thing I remember is that my mother heard me laughing hysterically or at least that is what she told me. I had fell backwards in my chair and was just laughing hysterically. I do remember her asking me what I was doing and I looked at her. She tried to lift me back up from the floor. All of the sudden I felt as if I was sinking into a hole that opened up below me. My mother got right in my face and I screamed for her to help me and not let the hole swallow me. My mother finally was able to lift me back up and I was so thankful to her for not letting me get sucked into that hole.
Beautifully Lost - Salvia Divinorum
I felt hollow, physically hollow, so much so that I felt I could fly away, if my head wasn't weighing me down. I moved, I moved so much. I couldn't not move, I twitched, I jerked, I clenched and flexed everything, EVERYTHING. And then I opened my eyes. I looked at the walls, that's what interested me the most. I stared for a moment, maybe two. The walls were alive- no, the lines on the walls were alive. The walls are and were bare, but thin, fractal lines danced on all the walls, and seemed to sparkle pale green and blue in the lighter parts. My left arm stuck straight up, I was unable to get it down, though I could still move my fingers. With my other arm, I reached out and touched the wall, home of the dancing line people. And what luck! The lines surpassed the wall and made their way to my fingers. Have you ever touched one of those lightning orb things? With the purple lightning dancing all around from that little ball in the middle? It seemed so much like that, except the lightning was black and gray, could touch me, and had a louder buzz. My body was in upheaval, but the fingers that touched the dancing lines was steady as could be. I let go of these dancing lines and like a clump of wild hair suspended in water began to float and jut about in the air. I tried to catch this wonder, but they slipped away from my grasp.
I stood up from the love seat and began to walk around, my gaze darting from wall to unreal wall.
A voice, which sounded digitally slowed down and deepened, told me that it was time for the movie. I got myself together and laced up my boots. The ride to the theater went by in fast motion, but that's about all I remember. My mother asked me what CD's I had put on my iPod. Afraid to make her wait, I answered promptly by reading aloud the three destinations of some highway sign, forgetting what question I was answering. My voice felt weak and tired, as my lungs and ribcage were under great suppression from the drug. Looking around for whoever I was answering, my sister and our two friends gave me confused looks. I guess my mother wasn't actually there at all.
The movie we saw, Hancock, wasn't really Hancock. It was a confusing blur of Hancock and flashbacks from the movie we had seen the previous day, Iron Man. I had no idea what was happening because whenever they said 'Iron Man' I would wonder why they were doing so in Hancock, and vice versa. The only part I remember clearly was when someone had said "It's that Handjob guy!"
When the film ended, my friends and family had all agreed that it was stupid and a waste of their money. Although nothing about the movie I watched actually happened, I agreed, especially since if I said any different they'd call me a crack head.
Overwhelmed by the sedating effects of the drug, I went straight for my place of rest, the basement, and made myself comfortable on the couch nearest the wall. The walls of the basement were just pink insulation coated in a thick, transparent plastic. as I drifted off to sleep, I remember the wall next to my head bubbling and humming, and I'm pretty sure that it even spoke. I'm not sure what language it was in, but I slept assured that it was kindly and well-meaning.
Justice - Diphenhydramine, 500mg
My first salvia experience was with 15x. I smoked it in my small glass pipe. I held the smoke in for what seemed like an eternity. Suddenly my reality was shifted into a different world. I saw myself in which I had become part of what seemed to be a kaleidoscope of some sort. It was as if I was looking into a million mirrors. I could see myself multiplied millions of times in every direction I looked. I remember saying to myself "wow this is so beautiful". At some point I remember moving my body and when I did I could see myself move! I thought it was freaky but really cool at the same time.
Beautifully Lost - Salvia Divinorum
Tripping solo
Awesome at first
little paranoia kicked in
That sub sided ,now bored
Rather be having a bad trip than be bored
Just watched The Wall- almost 25 years later...STILL FUCKING AWESOME!!
spent a hour in the bathroom , Looking at pattern on wall it looked like ants were crawling everywhere.....FUCKING AWESOME!!!
Getting bored again ----going to go watch my new favorite trip girl Neurosoup on youtube some more
kcjeff - LSD
So me and three of my guy friends who I trust and are experienced all decided to take this magical substance, it was my first time taking this entheogen, it was a summer night on a Saturday. I took a tab of very strong liquid LSD, waited about 30 minutes, and then we decided to walk to the park I live nearby, it was a full moon so everything was bright. I then definitely felt the "frying" in my body, so I knew something was gonna happen. It was truly a magical night, the stars were out, I could see everything clearly, and no one was there but us.
Before we got to our little smoking destination in the canyon, I was surprised to see a reflection of me and my friends with the stars and constellations behind us, as if there was a mirror that I was looking down at on the sidewalk, but I knew it was the trip, it was unreal, things were getting started.
Skipping an hour later, after some very interesting experiences in the park. We returned to my backyard, our trips had soared into really intense visuals and body highs. My neighbor was having her Pakistani wedding party next door so we sat down on my outdoor couch by the fire we made, falling into a deep trance with the drums and exotic sound. It was really ironic since 150 middle eastern people were dancing next door while we were tripping our asses off, having a blast. I looked up to the trees, shining from the moonlight, I saw them grow, as If I was looking at it, years passing, all the plants were growing, I was so happy.
Skipping another hour later, we decided to go into the guest room in my house, I looked up at the walls and the textures were so great and they moved into different shapes and patterns, I could have stared at it for hours. Every time I looked up, it was as if all these chemicals were combining and separating into different forms.
The whole trip lasted about 8 hours.
Trav - LSD
After a hit of Salvia, I closed my eyes and saw psychedelic waves spreading from the right side of my closed-eye vision. Then a black shadow of a man came forward, pushing the waves aside like long curtains.
I was not afraid at this point. The man was waiting for me, but I did not go with him. I opened my eyes - and that's when it started.
The entire universe was like a wooden block. Everything I saw looked like a painting across the face of the wood. The universe divided in two, five feet away from me. It divided itself into strips, about four inches wide. I heard it crack when it happened.
I no longer heard the soundscape CD we had put in.
Then, my side of the Universe started leaning back. It declined about 45 degrees then it all started slipping back as if it was on a track to oblivion. The center of my body as the apex of this falling.
I sensed that if I went down, I was finished. I struggled to get out by clawing at the side of the "V" that had formed as my side of the Universe fell. I saw my arms merging with the sides of the "V" and I freaked out and struggled even more.
This happened about a dozen times. Just when I would feel I climbed out of the "V", it would start all over again from where I was.
I was screaming for help and my girlfriend appeared on the other side. She told me "You're ok, it will be over soon and life will be wonderful!" I replied "I don't believe you!!!"
I reached my arms out to her and begged her to pull me out. She did, and she walked me around the room for about 10 minutes. I was saying over and over again "There's got to be an Escape Hatch!" Then I dove toward the window and tried to go through it.
She stopped me from jumping out of the second floor window, then sat me down on the sofa. I felt like I was dissipating into the furniture.
I tried to get up but fell to the floor. The floor was not normal, it was dividing into big "slats" again, and light was coming out from the cracks.
I sat up, fought to ignore it and it went away. After that, everything looked "enhanced." I was still disturbed by this trip a few days later.Sparks - Salvia Divinorum
My first experience with Salvia was an ill-researched child's dive into the unknown. My friends and I had heard about it and obtained it with little idea or understanding of its actual power and decided to go ahead and try it out.
Using a bong and a high temperature torch lighter I only took one hit of 10x. I managed to pass the bong before the effects took over, but not a moment too soon. There were three of us at the time and I was the second to hit the bong. I remember the first person laughing uncontrollably and me asking him if it was that good. These were my last words during the entire experience.
Sitting on a white couch I leaned back after passing the bong, however my lean did not stop at the back cushion for I literally became engulfed by the couch and surrounded in a soft white. I ceased to think of myself and the whiteness of the couch as being separate and indeed forgot there ever was a couch. In fact, all previously understood definitions of my self and the world around me quickly dissipated and were replaced. My past, my future, my friends, loved ones, knowledge, senses; everything was gone. The person I grew up as had ceased to be and was replaced by this creature of indeterminate white.
I cannot say what my body was doing during this time as I do not recollect having one. I was a creature of amorphous white that had an entirely different past, lived in an entirely different realm and knew entirely different models of reality. This remained uninterrupted for an indecipherable amount of time before my friends began to speak. I could not make out what they were saying, only that they were communicating. At the time, I did not really perceive sound as much as just changes in the vibratory patterns around me.
I can’t remember if I tried communicating back, however I do remember seeing my other friends. They were, as I was, amorphous bodies of cloudy white; at first, anyhow. It did not remain this way for that long as the drug started to wear off. The more my actual eyes started to look around (presumably) the more their information became part of my reality tunnel. This is where the problem began.
It should be mentioned at this point that throughout this experience I had felt completely at peace. The reality I had so quickly adopted was far preferable to the one I had left behind and indeed it seemed I was quite happy to do so. This became apparent to me as the previously forgotten realm of the material re-asserted dominance. In short, I freaked out.
My friend’s bodies were distorted with long, “out of whack” limbs that resembled fun house mirrors. Their faces were misaligned and unsymmetrical and I did not, at first, understand what these alien creatures were. My heart started to pound and an extreme anxiety started to dominate my experience. It was only when I looked at the bong did my mind remembered that I was coming down from a drug and not starting one. Upon realizing this I immediately left where I was and sought out some comfort from music, refusing to speak to my friends for another twenty minutes as I tried desperately to sort out what had just occurred.LuciferComplex - Salvia
The effects began dramatically upon exhaling after holding the smoke in for 15-20 seconds. The folds of the material I was sitting on began to glow and flow away from me, continuing off into some vanishing point. Pulled, stretched, or just flowing - I’m not sure which, but with the movement came a stretching musical note that turned into something that sounded like a jingle from a children’s TV show. It felt as if I had been singing the jingle all along and just incorporated it into this dream. My front teeth felt like they also were being pulled with the flow.
Somehow I “knew” at a deeper level that the lines flowing away from me were actually a community of beings that I can only describe as a cross between teletubbies and Floop’s fooglies (from the movie Spy Kids). They were all gathering to what I sensed was a huge tree. As they gathered they were accompanied by the jingle, or chanting.
This was not a light, merry experience. The cartoon-like entities seemed to be chastizing me - as if I was supposed to be going with them but wasn’t being responsible enough to get with the program. I could feel a pulling sensation against my teeth in the direction of the beings. And then I noticed that the song or chant was coming from my mouth. Not that I was singing, but it was as if the song, the pulling, and the gathering event were all one and the same thing.
There was no question in my mind that this was real, and also no memory of what “reality” was prior to the start of the experience.
After a few minutes the effects began to wear off and I became more aware of my surroundings. Or rather, I began to interpret my surroundings in the “normal” way. The whole experience caused me to question what is real, and to reassess the assumptions that we take for granted in our day to day lives.OrdinaryMystic - Salvia 10x
I was on Spring Break in Colorado, and at night, I took about 2 grams of psychedelic mushrooms. When I was experiencing this, I could feel myself being phased out from reality, this was at 11 pm if you're wondering. I felt like I was being warped, I could feel my normal perception of reality being sucked out, almost as if it was a vacuum cleaner that was opening my eyes to another dimension. I decided to step outside, I stepped into the cold Colorado snow, I wasn't aware it was biting my feet, I looked at the Moon and I could see a rainbow spectrum continuously emanating from it's presence in the night sky. I did this for about 15 minutes, by 2 am, I was turning on lights and looking at myself in the mirror, I could also see a colorful spectrum from the lights, when I looked in the mirror, I thought, this isn't who I am, I thought, the trip ended after 4 hours.
Ryan - Psilocybin Mushrooms
I had a highly therapeutic experience today. One can only imagine what will happen when dimethyltryptamine is known about by the masses, and readily available for them. Every emotion we experience is all our own, and in our current state, it’s force to stay that way. However, we are evolving, and we will continue to do so exponentially; see: Neuroelectric Circuit,
The mammalian politics which monitor power struggles among terrestrial humanity are here transcended, i.e., seen as static, artificial, an elaborate charade. One is neither coercively manipulated into another’s territorial reality nor forced to struggle against it with reciprocal emotional game-playing (the usual soap-opera dramatics). One simply elects, consciously, whether or not to share the other’s reality-model.
When taking dimethyltryptamine, you’ve crossed that border. You yourself don’t have a clue how to control this — life is a mindfuck, the same way we’re born in to this world having no idea how to use what we’re given, and must learn to, via reverse engineering, is the same way it continues to work as you grow. As human beings on this planet, we still don’t have a damn clue what we’re doing. We understand that we have a brain, we know that we’re conscious human beings, and we know that some how we’re able to encode the knowledge of previous generations, and shove that in to DNA, we don’t have a fucking clue as to how we do it.
Anyhoot, I digressed.
Here’s what I have written, I had a highly therapeutic experience. There was a parental figure who helped me the whole way. It could look like anything I wanted, but it’s spirit stayed the same. Transcending ships was easy. It took control of me when I was misbehaving and I laughed. Anyhow, I said, what do I need to know? First, we went over how unprepared I was. As always, I began wondering inspecting everything else around me, but that wasn’t what was needed so it took over and directed it all back on me. Shocking, All I wanted was to be held, and it felt fucking amazing to be understood. I felt like a child. We spoke, and I told the entity what happened, and it was like what crying feels like but a million times better. It showed me the light. In the end, it was pretty funny, there were a series of tests thrown at me, and I passed them and it felt good and they said they were proud of me. I say they because there were many at the end, but the main entity was representing them. That’s pretty strange, I remember encountering these serpent like entities who were examining me…They were saying how interesting it was that I behaved in a certain way because of what was being shown to me — it’s hard to explain.
The entity showed me that I was a child who was still learning, and that’s why I was so unprepared. It wasn’t my fault, I’m just a little new to this, is all. Time doesn’t really get the best of us, it’s more like a parent, the one you really need.
Nought - DMT
The first time I smoked salvia, I was in the woods with 2 close friends. The effects started slowly, but I knew I was really tripping when my vision sort of cubed, in a way, and slanted to the left. As this started, I began to hear chanting as well. I was terrified at first, thinking I might be going crazy. As I became more aware of what the voice was saying, my mind put the pieces together; I was listening to the voice of a two dimensional man, and I was seeing the world through his perspective. I almost felt stupid for taking my reality for granted. How could I have not even considered something like this before? I felt as though I was seeing, feeling, and hearing a pure dose of the truth for once in my life. He kept saying "The ability to change" over and over again. I heard one of my friends repeat this as she started tripping, and I almost cried out of relief, realizing I wasn't going crazy. Since then, I have never forgotten that voice. I realized later, i! n a more sober state of mind, that I do have the ability to change, and I am changing and growing every day. I consider this to be one of the most spiritual experience I have ever had.
Poppy - Salvia
This storm of psychic "forces" occurred about 10 mins. after while still chewing. I love storms. So this was enjoyable for me. While lying down outside alone in a tent,i let the various "objects" tumble and fly by me being "blown" by the "wind" like leaves buffeted in turbulent air. I didn't have a coherent overall experience except for getting a helpful "solution"(non-verbal and non-specific) to a physical problem(my back).I could "hear" and "feel" the "wind"--a roaring and wooshing plus movement.Shortly it was over and i was satisfied with having a semi-conscious non-physical experience and also with the "advice" .Some folks would definitely not like what i experienced. Although others have different "trips "(,not tempestuous ), a good reason to experience non-physical reality, is just to bring back something of practical value into your life, whatever the peculiarities you might encounter on that "trip" experience.Not recommended for the fearful,faint of heart,unadventurous folks!
Moloko - fresh salvia, chewed (not swallowed) with small amount
of vodka in chewing (not swallowed)
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