Disciplined

I filled the cone of the waterpipe and tuned off the lights. The only light in the room now was from my clock and VCR. I raised the jet flame to the cone inhaling the smoke as it bubbled up through the water. I placed the pipe down on the bedside table and pulled the covers of the bed up and over me.

I felt the pressure of the bed covers against my body suddenly feel as if I was being wrapped in hundreds of ribbons all circulating around my body. Not static like a mummy is wrapped but with the ribbons endlessly circling as if floating in space around me.

The next thing I was aware of I was in a standing position in the window of a church building with the sun shining through and down onto me. I knew this place, It was the St Paul’s cathedral in Flinders Street Melbourne. I was facing south. The scenery was not of today however it was about at least ten years ago. There has been some redevelopment there since then but in my vision it was how it used to be.

I was only there for a few seconds when I had a realisation that I was in the middle of a "trip". I thought "hey why don’t I take this trip to somewhere I want to go" and began as if walking to head off to a destination of my choosing. It was at this moment I felt as if I was grabbed by the back of the neck and dragged backwards and upwards into a dark void of "nothing".

In the dark void I "knew" I had made an error. I sensed this in a way that was almost a conversation with someone. It was like I had been told "I had prepared a vision for you and you have blown it!" I wanted to go back to the window in the street and try again but again I was "told", "No, too late, you blew it, you had your chance and you wasted that so you may as well wake up".

I began to sense myself in my bed again and came back to myself from the dizzy feeling. I felt like I was a little boy who had just had my backside smacked really hard by the Lady of the Sage. Having just been scolded for exploiting Sage and trying to have fun with her, I swore to myself that I would never try to take control during a Salvia experience again.

Feeling like a naughty boy sent to bed as discipline, I rolled over and went to sleep (a totally relaxing sleep).

July 2003

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Notes :

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