> I dozed off and dreamt that I was a nut on the branch of a tree. The wind swept me away and threw me onto a meadow where I sprouted and began to grow.
I've now heard of this kind of trip with Salvia a few times--the notion of an immense amount of time passing, people being a flower on a wall for years, or a chip of paint for decades. Mostly the impression that I got was that it wasn't a nice experience in anyway.
Could you say more in what way the time passing felt for you? Was it only positive and interesting? Or did you feel trapped?
For me that experience was only positive and interesting. No feeling of being trapped, nor any lucidity or other kind of awareness for that matter. I can best describe the passing of time as both similar and dissimilar to the common experience with marijuana where time becomes intangible and just runs off - e.g. going to the toilet and coming back 20 minutes later asking everyone how long you were in there. There was no sense of waiting or idling, but instead distinct memories that amount to time. The largest feeling was that of exhaustion when coming out of it, akin to collapsing in bed after an incredibly long day, but that wore off quickly.
I've now heard of this kind of trip with Salvia a few times--the notion of an immense amount of time passing, people being a flower on a wall for years, or a chip of paint for decades. Mostly the impression that I got was that it wasn't a nice experience in anyway.
Could you say more in what way the time passing felt for you? Was it only positive and interesting? Or did you feel trapped?