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Jon837 |
Mar 25 2009, 01:22 PM
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I am currently working my way through the Enochian Aethyrs and decided with my latest exploration (VTI/UTI) to see if Salvia Divinorum would help things along. I had tried Salvia twice prior to this, the first time not getting much of an effect and the other time feeling its effects strongly but not getting any visual hallucinations. I did my banishings and read out the call in Enochian, before taking two or three hits of x5, the plan being to then read the call out in English then scry. About two minutes after taking my puffs I 'saw' a horrible crone sitting in front of me. She was 'there' as real as real as possible, and not just a distortion of something else as you might get with LSD. She didn't speak, but the sense I got was that she was interested in what I was up to/attracted to the working in some ways. She didn't seem particularly malevolent, even if though she looked pretty hideous. The vision disappeared in due course, and, somewhat shaken, I got on with the business of finishing the call in English and scrying. It was hard for me to focus as first, as I kept thinking about Hecate's sister. After a while I started to get images, which later checked out as being representative of this path. My question is, do other readers think that the woman I saw was just the drug and my expectations interacting, or was I seeing a lower astral entity or something? Would be interested to hear of any similar experiences. Cheers!
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Mar 15 2010, 07:49 PM
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QUOTE(Fio Praeter Humanus @ Mar 25 2009, 01:33 PM) Probably, I've noticed the "people" you see in the aethyrs tend to look more like monsters or creatures than people or angels. They're not, just appearance wise. So it wouldn't surprise me if it was an enochian aethyr inhabitant. But then again there is really no way to tell from the information you supplied. Either way it really doesn't matter. Just record it in your journal and see if she ever shows up again.
It's very interesting that you mention this, since I've had countless experiences with this, and I know it can get very vivid, and when someone's using a good amount of psychedelics, in most cases will reach a temporary level of genius, and be able to bend space and time, and slip into other dimensions that can sometimes be frightening and still very enjoyable in a strange way with one experience I've had, which I will probably eventually explain later down the road. Anyways, I read a section in the book called "Morning of the Magicians" and it had an extract by an almost seemingly madman, but he definately had a point. He expressed that most people are half-living their life, almost "sleeping" but walking, and that the ultimate "awakening" is everything, and he expresses a very strange observation, it's almost laughable. He says that during the first part of the awakening, which is 'genius', you are able to completely understand the physical realm, and when you ascend beyond just a "genius" state of being, you start attracting 'shadow-people' and when they become more clear they are hideous creatures, and it ascends until everything 'turns into worms including your own body' and when your life is ideally taken, that your own body will not be left behind, and that it almost has the effect of a flame on ice, "throwing steam into the universe" which is the supposed godhead. By far the best scrying experience was on DMT staring at a black carpet, where I saw a kaleidascope of an almost painted-on and dynamic appearance of Hindu idols, clouds, stars, and jewelry, and it was most definately pleasant, and powerful.
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I hear Khephra's mighty droning from afar, His mighty wings high upon a northern Star, "How long must I suffer, how must I pent?" And I recieved an answer; "conquer all, my beloved brother, God-sent."
"Only then ye be free of your enemies, Grossly, heavy, ruddy, and brute, Thou must join us in Mighty Work So quicken thyself and behold the Absolute."
Brushing myself off, I took up a Garment, Seven-fold in essence, Celestial in root.
"I have become reborn, oh God the Author. I have glimpsed Thy Veins, Thy Marrow, Thy Face, I have performed Thy Miracle, I have obtained Thy Red Lion, from the muck of Thy Vase!"
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Mar 16 2010, 01:20 AM
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QUOTE(†§L£ÅŽ£!† @ Mar 15 2010, 08:49 PM) It's very interesting that you mention this, since I've had countless experiences with this, and I know it can get very vivid, and when someone's using a good amount of psychedelics, in most cases will reach a temporary level of genius, and be able to bend space and time, and slip into other dimensions that can sometimes be frightening and still very enjoyable in a strange way with one experience I've had, which I will probably eventually explain later down the road. Anyways, I read a section in the book called "Morning of the Magicians" and it had an extract by an almost seemingly madman, but he definately had a point. He expressed that most people are half-living their life, almost "sleeping" but walking, and that the ultimate "awakening" is everything, and he expresses a very strange observation, it's almost laughable. He says that during the first part of the awakening, which is 'genius', you are able to completely understand the physical realm, and when you ascend beyond just a "genius" state of being, you start attracting 'shadow-people' and when they become more clear they are hideous creatures, and it ascends until everything 'turns into worms including your own body' and when your life is ideally taken, that your own body will not be left behind, and that it almost has the effect of a flame on ice, "throwing steam into the universe" which is the supposed godhead.
By far the best scrying experience was on DMT staring at a black carpet, where I saw a kaleidascope of an almost painted-on and dynamic appearance of Hindu idols, clouds, stars, and jewelry, and it was most definately pleasant, and powerful.
Bravo, this is a great post!
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Apr 8 2010, 11:43 AM
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In the fifth month of my foray into witchcraft, at which point I'd been meditating daily for up to two hours, I experienced a Goddess manifestation during a salvia trip. The following is my journal entry: One might rightly call me a bit of a psychonaut. I've drunk two eighths of psilocybe cubensis in tea before; the ceiling promptly turned into a tumultuous sea as I laid in bed and gazed in awe at its powerful undulations. Another cubensis experience - I'm not clear on the amount, but suffice it to say it was likely over three eighths - was so intense that my concept of linear time completely evaporated. I've consumed ten hits of acid in a single trip, purposely putting myself in the darkest mental state I could in order to experiment with bad-tripping. And I've had one breathtaking 18-hour experience with mescaline that helped me discover my true tantric potential.
But salvia... salvia is different. It trumps all of these by removing subjectivity and ego from the equation altogether. It is now clear to me that although adequate preparation can factor into the potential of a salvia experience, it shows you what it wants you to see. Or perhaps what you're ready to see.
I've smoked salvia several times in the past, and gained sufficient respect for it through those experiences not to acknowledge it as a 'pleasure drug'. The other day a friend offered to donate some; I immediately accepted. I am, after all, experimenting with and expanding my consciousness. I was curious to see if it might offer any new insights or revelations on my path.
Nothing could have prepared me for the vision I experienced.
After a long walk around town yesterday, I loaded a bowl full of salvia (10x concentration), hit until my lungs were full, and promptly set the pipe down on the table. Holding it in, I sat back on my couch and looked up the ceiling. Before long, the familiar "sinking" sensation set in, a sort of excessive gravity; the colors in the room attained a bluish/purplish hue. I began to feel quite warm, and the thick head sensations became overwhelming.
Suddenly my body ceased to exist, and my mind was no longer mine.
The beautiful garden around me was all I had ever known. I could feel myself firmly rooted into the soil; I was a tree. Looking in either direction, I saw only other trees; we lined a path of rich, red clay earth. It was daytime, seeming closer to dusk than dawn. But the light did not come from the sun.
A feeling of maddening suspense took hold of me; I knew that I was waiting for something. This was familiar and almost unbearable, an anticipation beyond understanding. It became clearer as my focus shifted directly in front of me, where I saw that another path projected directly towards me.
And then I saw Her, approaching from the distance. Felt Her divine, powerful feminine energy. A joy unknown to any adult filled me, a bursting joy that overflowed, a feeling that brings me to ecstatic tears at the mere thought of it! A beauty indefinite but whole, enfolding all that I was. I feel it still!
She emanated an indescribably brilliant soft light, Her rays warm and inviting; She was the light, the horizon - there was nothing that was not of Her grace. I felt Her sacred Love, a Love of such magnitude as to bring flowers to bloom from nothingness at Her feet to but honor Her - and there was a stirring in me, responding in kind! The pure and innocent love of a child, far beyond the capacity of an adult addled by reason.
In that moment I knew Her as my Goddess, the Mother of all, and my heart was full...
With this realization, the vision began to subside as I slowly became more aware of my surroundings, my body. The magnitude of the experience began to dawn on my subjective mind. This was a major breakthrough in my spiritual development. Never again will I view salvia as anything but Holy.
For now I know Her, in a way unlike I have ever known anything... Directly after the experience, I came to with tears streaming down my face and automatically wrote a poem in a 4-3-2 (x3) stanza pattern in uncharacteristically tidy handwriting. I would later learn that Joseph Campbell identified 432 as a Goddess number; and further, if you add 4+3+2 together, it equals 9, another Goddess number; and further still, counting each line for the poem (4+3+2+4+3+2+4+3+2) equals 27 lines (2+7=9). I eventually came to feel that She gave me a purely intuitive, non-rational experience, and was even kind enough to send my rational mind some numerological leftovers to consider. I don't believe salvia produces mere hallucinations. I believe that it stimulates the ajna chakra to a degree that depends on the herb's concentration and mental state of the user. How that translates into a personal experience is entirely up to the individual, but it is, in any case, real - regardless of consensus reality. This post has been edited by th0th: Apr 8 2010, 11:49 AM
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