The Oddest Feeling

[scheherazade_79]

I just wanted to share a little experience with you guys... because it really was the oddest thing.

Let me get one thing clear - I'm fussy when it comes to drugs. I only take them if they're 100% organic. It boils down to the old saying -

God made cannabis; man made alcohol. Who do you trust?​

Well, the other day I decided to try smoking a herb called Salvia Divinorum. It belongs to the sage family, and doesn't smell of anything really. I don't know what the situation is in other countries, but it's completely legal over here. It's what shamans (shamen?) use to go into visionary trances and astral travel.

It has no nasty side effects, gives you a high of about five minutes, and the worst it can do to you is send you to sleep. The come-down is referred to as the 'afterglow', and it's just a feeling of self-knowledge and happiness that can last, days, weeks, months, or even permanently. There've been no recorded mental disturbances off it, and it leaves your system very quickly.

So I thought what the hell and smoked a pipeful of it in bed with another woman. I was expecting to get a really serious, thoughtful high, but nothing happened, so I got a fit of the giggles instead. I smoked a second pipeful of it and still felt nothing - although the little blue light on the CD player looked prettier than usual.

I was just lighting my third pipe when the strangest thing happened. As I looked down at my hands, I had this sense that they weren't my own. They didn't feel connected to my body, and for a moment they didn't even look like my hands. I had another moment of the giggles until I saw I was actually in a darkened mud hut - and it was at that point that I realised I was really twatted.

The woman I was with smiled and suggested that I turned the CD player off for her. It was an evil move, because when I got up I realised I couldn't walk in a straight line. I kept veering over to the right. When I stretched out my finger to turn off the CD player, it kept appearing in different places from where I expected it, and suddenly it felt like there were fingers pointing out from all over the place, and I didn't know which one to move.

I don't know if other people would have freaked out at this, but it just made me try harder. I got the button on what was around the thirtieth go and then got to my feet to walk back to the bed.

This time round my legs had grown. I felt higher off the ground than ever before, and suddenly it dawned on me that the lower half of me had turned into an ostrich

I tried to describe the sensation, but I had another fit of the giggles and my arse turned into lead. I managed to crawl / be dragged back into the bed, and then I slept like a baby for the rest of the night.

I felt great the next morning. It's strange. I don't feel any urge to do it again. I'm glad I did though, because it was just totally bizarre.

 

[shereads]

Legal highs are the worst!

In my salad days, my future-ex and I were shopping for a new salad pipe when I noticed a package of something called "Hawaiian Wood Rose Seeds ~ The Legal High!" Note that "legal" doesn't mean "good for you" or even "won't kill you." I can personally attest that it doesn't mean "won't cause hours of projectile vomiting accompanied by the sensation of feeling like an utter fool."

When the vomiting hadn't abated after several hours, my future-ex called the National Poison Hotline. Between heaves, I heard his half of the conversation:

"There's a....um...There's a little girl here who's really sick. I think she swallowed some seeds we had lying around, called Hawaiian Wood Rose."

<pause>

"She's 22."





You can legally smoke dog hair or parakeet-wing clippings, provided you use humane harvesting methods. I got yer legal high right here.

 

[impressive]

God made cannabis; man made alcohol. Who do you trust?​

I read CANNIBALS the first time through.

 

[dr_mabeuse]

I did wood rose seeds once too. No stomach stuff, but they put me flat on my back for 4 hours and made me hallucinate strange landscapes: scenes of drab public buildings like army barracks and highway interchanges and suburban schools, all painted in flat, institutional colors--beige, gray, khaki, and that cheerless yellow they use in hallways. They were really quite lovely in a Soviet kind of way, and years later I tried to paint some of them, but I could never capture that sense of eerie peacefulness.

I'm all for smoking anything you can get your hands on, but I'm very wary of that "natural = benign" mindset. Remember that strychnine and ricin and curare are all entirely natural, organic products, as is the deadliest poison known (shellfish toxin) and the most potent carcinogen in the universe (aflatoxin, found on moldy peanuts). Nature can be every bit as nasty as man.

The hallucinogen in Salivia is quite unique in that it doesn't contain a single Nitrogen atom. That makes it unrelated to any other hallucinogen I'm aware of.

http://www.sagewisdom.org/salvmlflat.html

No wonder it made your hands melt.

--Zoot

 

[rgraham666]

I have quite enough problems with reality without warping my perceptions of it, thank you very much.