DOSE:

30 mg

smoked

Salvia divinorum

(extract)

BODY WEIGHT:

190 lb

Spirituality is what I use hallucinogens for. I desire to know the many colors, shapes and forms of what we humans have come to call God. I discovered salvia some-time early July of last year. The experiences and other things I read about it were enough to draw me in. Yea, I saw the good, bad and the ugly trip reports, news reports, etc. but somehow for me the good outweighed the bad.

To start this report I will specify the mode of consumption: Substance: 20x Salvia Divinorum Extract. Ordered from a reliable source the previous week. Device: A glass pipe I had obtained from a local smoke shop for smoking Cannabis.

So, to set the mood I turned off all near by lights, put away all sharp and possibly dangerous objects; in case a bad trip were to arise. I put on a country music song as that genre always relaxes me, I guess since it is my favorite genre. The song in particular was Tyler Childers “All Your’n”. So after setting “the mood” I began to pack what I measured and weighed to be 3mgs. Which I knew was incredibly stupid to consume for a first time trip on this stuff. Though, having prior experience with other substances I made the dumb judgement “I can handle it”. So, I grabbed my Zippo butane lighter after generously packing the salvia into the pipe. I held it up to my lips as I lit the tea-like smelling herb.

Not even five seconds after inhalation I began to feel as though I was falling. Like falling through the earth but I kept the flame to as I continued to inhale with out a drop of exhalation. After the last of the herb burned out I took the pipe away from my lips not before making sure every ounce of smoke was sucked out of it. I laid back as the falling sensation grew stronger and in my couch I sank. After about 30-40 seconds of holding in the smoke I exhaled. Right after I closed my eyes as the song grew more powerful.

I felt the song literally coursing through my veins. Almost as if the song was my heart and with every beat of the drum blood would make its way through my body. The lyrics seemed to slowly morph into some archaic ancient language that I did not understand, but intrigued I began to decipher them. Not even a millisecond later I felt as though I was thrusted in front of a giant wheel, turning ever so slowly to the tempo of the song. Strange writings and symbols that seemed familiar but yet so unfamiliar adorned it’s giant seems. The wheel was shaped like one of those ‘steering wheels’ you see on pirate ships in movies, but every ‘branch’ was adorned with those symbols and writings I could not even dare to comprehend. But yet I somehow knew the meaning behind every one.

Then, out of some shadowy dark distant area I didn’t know even existed. A voice rang, it rang over the song. It made the song seem as though it was all but silent. I harkened to the voice with both fear and curiosity. I didn’t understand or probably even hear the words it spake. Almost as if it sensed my emotions, my feelings and also my curiosity and my struggles to remember what the hell it said. It spoke again in a language I don’t know but yet could understand perfectly.

It said in simple terms: “fear not child, I am not an aggressor. I am someone you know not and know all together. I go by many names and faces. Have many accounts written about me. Many of the authors you know not and know. I am God, currently only a mere segment.” Shocked, I stammered to respond. But eventually after what felt like an eternity I asked “You are God?” After a lighthearted chuckle it said “Indeed. I’m currently segmented as the Mother Hand. I segment myself so not to overwhelm the human consciousness. For, if a mortal were to comprehend my full divine state they would be dead in an instant, their brains wouldn’t be able to handle the sheer power that emanates from my being.” I asked in response, “what might you look like, Mother Hand”

Then in a flash the darkness of the room went to light. The wheel was also gone. The light burned my eyes almost as bad as the salvia burned my lungs. There standing, that is pretty much the only way to describe it, in front of me was a hand of a color that encompassed all colors. It stood taller than any animal, human, building and anything I have ever seen before. It stood so tall that I couldn’t fully comprehend it’s size. It was wide probably a hundred feet wide maybe more.

It spoke again, “I encompass every living thing in all of the universe and the heavens. I have many other forms as well, I not only am just trapped within the confides of the Mother Hand.” A thousand flashes of different shapes, forms and beings flashed before my mortal eyes. I saw familiar faces such as Jesus and other Christian, Jewish and Muslim/ other Abrahamic faith interpretations of God. I then saw the Buddhist, Hindu and other eastern faith interpretations. I saw Egyptian, Norse, Celtic, Aboriginal, Native Faith and many, many, many more interpretations of God. It then spoke again “All of these faiths whom consider themselves enemies and/or family all are believers in ME whether they would admit it or not. Humanity has pinned their own selfish desires against one another and say it is my will and my way. No. No it is not, as much as they would love to recite that it is not. I am giving you this knowledge so that you may go and show them what my will and way is. Share it if you want but my main lesson here is self-love and love thy neighbor. Love and compassion is the only way.” Many more countless words, lessons and teachings were taught but as I am writing this they are coming up in segments. So, I am almost certain I skipped some parts so I am sorry.

Anyway, as those words were spoken, my body moved and I felt my soul, mind and body absorb every thing that the all mighty Mother Hand spoke. Mother Hand gave me some advice that saved me from my suicide that I had been planning. Mother Hand gave me my will to live back. I learned things beyond what the human consciousness should understand. Although, I feel it’s best to not tell what she said personally to me about my issues and problems. So, I know this report is short and most likely incomplete but some of the information I am retaining just doesn’t feel right to share until I meet her again in my next trip with Sally. Anyway after all those countless visions, lessons and other things I came to. Like after what felt like a century I was back. I thought the trip must’ve lasted hours or even years but it lasted a mere twenty minutes.

I will definitely try Salvia again so that I may be able to share the teachings I redacted from this report. Since I feel I need her permission. God bless you all.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 117009
Gender: Not Specified
Age at time of experience: 17
Published: Apr 30, 2025	Views: 16
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