I took one of the larger leaves, and put half in the bong. I must
have overfilled the bong with water because when I tried to smoke it the
leaf got slightly wet and didn't burn properly. I probably got a slight
effect from that but nothing concrete. So I cleaned and emptied the bong
slightly, then put the other half of the leaf in. This time it burned
properly and I managed to do it all in one go.
The next bit is rather hard to describe, needless to say: hardhead, I
am not. I think I went straight into a level 4 (on the SALVIA scale)
experience; it's hard to recollect but the best was to describe it was as
though my vision was like the pages of a flipchart viewed from the side, and
being turned over in rapid succession. This was accompanied by the feeling
of being turned over as each new image came into view. Just after that I had
my first encounter with an 'entity'. It seemed benign enough but the shock
of all this suddenly terrified me. I jumped up and must have got half way
down two flights of stairs before I realised what I was doing. I think I
also shouted 'Help!í. When I did realise what was going on, I felt shaken,
rather foolish and hoped I wasn't about to get a knock on the door from the
neighbours. Luckily they didn't hear/care so I sat down rolled a joint and
tried to figure out why I'd had such an extreme reaction. I was still
reeling from the intensity (and realism) of the experience. There's just
something about it, a familiarity that you can't quite explain. I don't
know, I've not had enough experience to form any solid opinions.
A friend came round later that day and wanted to try some, so having
warned him of the possible effects and made him read a few things like the
guide etc, he loaded up the bong. He had a totally different reaction to me;
he just started laughing (a bit like the English bloke in Sacred Weeds).
Seeing him having a pleasant reaction gave me the courage to take another
hit. This was not nearly so intense, I did smoke less, but I was also more
prepared for the effects. It was like being pulled backwards out of this
world into another, though I was aware of where I was and what I'd done this
time - we even managed to get a few words out. I started to return before
things got too strange, which was a relief - I wasn't really sure what to do
in that state. My friend seemed to enjoy it and I gave him some to take
home, I'll have to find out how he's got on with that.
I felt anxious but strangely pleased with myself for several days
after - part of me was worried as my vision looked distinctly odd for about
a week after. But at the same time I felt happy. Thinking back to me jumping
up and running out of the room just makes me laugh. Although at the same
time it does teach you these things are not to be trifled with. Besides the
fear is what spurred me to do so much reading over the next few days,
reading I should have probably done before but never mind.
I have done it once more since, again on my own - this time I spent a lot of
time preparing the room and psyching myself up. It was strange, thatís all I
can say, and I just returned with a great sense of curiosity. But you have
to just let one part of you fade away while your consciousness and awareness
of the real world come back into focus. I got up, which felt like peeling
myself off the floor and noticed the pillow was covered in sweat.
relieved to feel 'normal' again soon after I had come down, unlike before
when I'd felt odd for days. I sat down at the computer and tried to put some
of it into words, but I find it quite difficult, it's like writing
afterthoughts or filling in the gaps with your conscious mind using
fragments of memories from another part as a basis. Plus, it all happens so
quickly - you're right; you do need your wits about you!
This is one of the
reasons I want to try chewing the leaf, for a more sustained effect. I
intend to smoke some more leaf but as you say it's hard to find the time and
the will to do that rather than having a beer or joint; also I'd like to be
in a better setting, which will probably involve getting out of the city.