[url]http://www.sagewisdom.org/usersguide.html[/url]

I want to try it. I got it right here.

"Divine spittle"? I'll take a raincheck :)

It's not kava. Kava is similar to caffeine. Salvia is much more potent.

Please let us know how it goes.

What are you expecting and/or hoping for?

Be sure all your ammo & weapons are locked up before you go on your trip.

GUIDELINES FOR USING SALVIA INTELLIGENTLY AND SAFELY
Salvia divinorum is a remarkablly safe herb, provided that it is used in a safe manner. It can produce fascinating experiences that are deeply enriching, provided that it is used intelegently. Please pay carefull attention to the follwing basic safety guidlines:

NEVER USE SALVIA IF GUNS, KNIVES, OR OTHER DANGEROUS OBJECTS ARE WITHIN EASY REACH.
NEVER DRIVE WHEN TAKING SALVIA.
Choose the time and place of your salvia experience carefully. Privacy and safety are essential. Be very careful about heights, and open flames such as candles. Do not take Salvia when you may be interrupted by phone calls, visits, pets, children, etc. Turn off your telephone and set your answering machine to silently record incoming calls. You can return the calls in a couple of hours once you are sober.
Give careful thought to how much you will take, and how you take it.
After all smoking material is safely out, lie down in bed, on a couch, or on a carpet. You are much safer lying down than you would be stumbling around. Stay put for the rest of the experience. The visionary effects are best perceived with eyes closed.
Have a sitter (this is especially important if you are new to Salvia, taking a high dose, smoking extract, or using a very strong delivery system such as vaporization).
Volunteer to be a sitter for others.
If you have mental health problems, don't take Salvia without first discussing it with your therapist, or doctor.

What?  Why did you quote yourself?  Are you on it right now?

On topic, a friend of mine tried salvia(which apparently causes hallucinations more intense than LSD for the half hour trip.)  It is NOT a drug to just have fun with, and she said that while she was on it, the pattern in the sofa came alive and ate her, and it was one of the worst nights she had.  I'll stick with my reefer, thank you very much.

Anything as potent as this CAN NOT be good for you.  I'd pass if I were you.

Fucking up your brain to make you see things that are not really there?

Sounds like a great to fuck yourself up IMHO

This may sound rather harsh, but why would anyone currently functioning at your level, want to intentionally kill off brain cells? [%|]

Does this chemical affect dopamine levels?

TT

No, I was trying to answer a quote with a quote, as it were.  I can read the website.  Too subtle, I guess...

I just want to know what clean_cut wants or expects... A mystical experience?  Good, clean fun hallucinations?  A dialogue with god?   Not to vomit all over himself?

Just remember, it's all about "set" and "setting."  Oh, and make sure you have a fire extinguisher handy, just in case... [;)]

This is one of my areas of "expertise", from many years ago.

It's called "Sorcery". Unless you are VERY experienced with the use of psycho-active drugs, I'd STRONGLY advise against it. (Clean_cut, There's SOME shit out there, you just don't wanna meet. [:D])  Trust me on this.




That said, if ya do it, keep posting, we'll all watch your posts melting. Might be kinda trippy..[snoopy]

[ROFL2], [ROFL2], [ROFL2], [ROFL2]


Remember your Hippocratic oath there Doctor. You damn near killed me!!!

Were you on it when you posted your Smith & Wesson thread??

-hanko

How can it be a new drug if it has been used for centuries?

HMMM -
Salvia divinorum is a remarkablly safe herb, provided that it is used in a safe manner. It can produce fascinating experiences that are deeply enriching, provided that it is used intelegently. Please pay carefull attention to the follwing basic safety guidlines:

NEVER USE SALVIA IF GUNS, KNIVES, OR OTHER DANGEROUS OBJECTS ARE WITHIN EASY REACH.
NEVER DRIVE WHEN TAKING SALVIA.

If you have mental health problems, don't take Salvia without first discussing it with your therapist, or doctor.

Am I the only one that sees a minor disconnect here for a "remarkably safe" herb??

Why don't yah smoke your oleander after spraying bug spray on it, that oughta be fun while you last?

I better update my list on who not to buy reloads from.

Why do you think they call it dope(amine)?!!?

[:D]

Don't do it!
In the late 60's and early 70's, I was heavy into drugs. It will fuck you up.
One time coming down from a 6 day speed run, I dropped 2 hits of what was called orange double barrel, then when peaking smoked several pipes of blond Lebanese hash. And I was alone. Turned on the TV and saw a commercial for a movie. It was something about a 2 headed monster, starring Rosie Greer and Ray Milland.
Freaked me out like you can't believe. I don't think I left the house for a week.
If I could change one thing from my past, it would be to never have been involved with drugs. It took me years to get my life back and I almost didn't make it.
Walk away!

[img]http://sachoben.com/album/covers/thumbs/towelie.jpg[/img]

This is why I have never done drugs...

Think about Crookshanks' VERY hard admission before continuing, sage words from a man who has BTDT!

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I love you all, especially I mean especially hanko.

I have some saliva for you, real cheap. Send me a SASE and I will send you some saliva.  E-mail me off list for info [rolleyes]


Edited to add:

If you send me two $20 bills (no checks, MO or credit card #'s accepted) I will send you two (count them 2) liters of special mixtures of saliva.  This isn't the run of the mill saliva that you see on spam mail, but saliva mixed with a very potent [b]natural[/b] herb known as tobacco.

Act now since I will not be producing this saliva in the near future.

Right now I'm peaking on a manicotti with marinara sauce high.

Just thought I'd share that with all you beautiful, wonderful people. I mean that....

You want me to have your saliva... are you gay?

This is your brain
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This is your brain being stupid! [puke]

TT

Yeah, i appreciate the thought.  

I grew up very close to SF in the '60's...I haven't tried salvia, but I have done some Carlos Castenada-ish stuff back in my darker past.  

Go back, if you can still read, and go over Liberty's post one more time.  Trust both of us on this.  Go easy & don't get in the car.

-hanko

Price is $25 for a vial. $40 for a plastic packet. It's expensive stuff.

Come on, you guys are no fun. It's LEGAL hallucinogen. It may not be legal later on.

Here's some more info.

[url]http://www.botanic-art.com/Salvia.htm[/url]

Never belive everthing you read on the web.  Even if this is real stick with the tried and true... THC works good enough.  If that isn't for you try shrooms or payote.

Here's an account of what the Salvia experience is like.

Yeah, that sounds, even on a GOOD trip, like nothing to fuck with.

Lightweight!!! [:D]

Ya tie their two heads in knots, and watch 'em suffocate!! Skin 'em, sautee in butter, garlic, and a light wine of your choice!! Delicious!! Dooby after dinner, and you've had ya some GOOD eatin"!!!
(Disclaimer; Menu may vary, depending on where yer head's at, and your geographic location!!![snoopy])


Aren't their any "Heads" left in the world??[;D]

Oh,Oh....Another "Sleeper"?? [:D]

[url]www.erowid.org/plants/salvia/salvia.shtml[/url]

more info

Personly ill just stick with caffiene as my drug of choice.
from the FAQ

bold added

*sarcasm* yeah that sounds fun *sarcasm*

Heh, anyone ever tried smoking toad poison?

[b]Trip #1[/b]
This description is adapted from “Switching Realities: Salvia divinorum” by Anonymous, posted to the Erowid Experience Vaults. The effects were produced by two smoked hits of dried leaf. The full report can be found at http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=2139


The first thing to happen was for my vision (I could still see a little, from a small digital clock in the room) to just spin out of control, into a tunnel. I got a bit nervous, reaching for the light. With the light on, I felt a little strange, but no visual activity, so I mustered up some courage, shut off the music and turned the light out. I lay back and relaxed. What happened was wonderful. At first I kept switching realities... I was completely somewhere and someone else. I lived a complete life, had a complete memory of this life, and was just putting something on a shelf when I snapped back here to who I am. This sort of thing happened about three times. In one of them, the only thing I was aware of was that someone had just let out a blood-curdling scream. I was back here instantly, although I was scared that someone in my house had just heard that scream, but luckily it wasn’t me screaming. After this I just enjoyed some morphing color patches. They were not very bright, but very beautiful. Then the plant starting to talk with me. It was definitely female. I felt as if my mother was holding me as an infant, but unlike my mother. This was somehow more comforting. I felt better than I have ever felt in a trip...



[b]Trip #2[/b]
This description is adapted from D.M. Turner’s book Salvinorin: The Psychedelic Essence of Salvia divinorum. It describes a trip on approximately 1.7 mg of pure salvinorin A, vaporized and inhaled. The full report can be found at www.erowid.org/library/books_online/salvinorin/j3.shtml


. . . I must have lost consciousness briefly. Or, there was no transition. The next thing I experienced was the feeling of my stretching grin extending outside of my face, or, beyond the borders of what I have learned to experience as my face. Was there a ripping sound? Was there a painful feeling of pins and needles, a feeling of the skin being stretched beyond what is normal? I was laying on my back, on the bed, and the right half of my body was being stretched out and somehow below me. The left half of my body was being pulled up and out. The vaulted arch of our ceiling opened up, and a Caucasian man, with a hat like a bowler, leaned down to his right, down to the brown leg of his slacks. He looked at me, from what seemed nearly a hundred feet, and said, "It’s time to go now," and began moving his right leg forward in a step. As his right leg swung forward, my body was merging into his pant leg, below his knee, this part of his body being as tall as I am. Rather, most of my body was being pulled into his leg. My neck, arms, and head were being dragged forward as the bed was being stretched. The visual experience was as if the world, including my body and all that I saw, had become flat, two-dimensional, and was a sheet, or a thin rubber skin, a layer. As the pulling forward and out was taking place, the colored forms of what I saw were smeared, as if a running palette of colors, pulled, stretched, thinned. I pulled back, wondering if I could pull away from this tearing of the world. ‘It’s time to go now.’ My body and the world as I knew it, was being pulled into the black universe, stars studding the space, while the outline of this man was covered with the “being pulled”, “smeared” reality, of which I was an integral part. • I was stunned, frightened, disbelieving. I think it hurt, but even more painful was the idea that ‘This was it.’ My mind began trying to sort out what had happened. [ . . . ] My wife later told me I was staring in disbelief around me and at my body and saying ‘It’s smeared, it’s smearing. It’s the universe. We are moving into the universe, it’s ending.’ I looked carefully at my left forearm and hand. I saw the transition between my flesh, and tiny bubbles of color, streaming upward and outward into the pulling canvas of matter. My legs were doing the same thing, as was the entire room. ‘It’s time to go now.’ • The sense continued, hammering. I felt, but did not think, ‘No, I’m not ready. There is so much undone, unfelt, unsaid.’ I felt I should have been better warned or prepared. [ . . . ] I wondered about the plant from which this material was derived. Is this the reason for the plant’s existence? To mediate the ending of the universe? • To one of my requests for reassurance my wife said ‘It’s happening, relax, lay back in bed.’ I’d been twisting and turning, trying to move away from the dissolving edge. I said to my wife ‘If this is how it ends, I ought to just relax. I will miss you, I’m glad we met. Please lay by my side so we can go out together.’ She lay down next to me and I kissed her forehead. She then lay across my chest, enveloping me with her body. I felt her love, and felt we were ending together. I felt us both merging with the edges of the end, and felt my body merging more fully with the sheet of reality that we were becoming. • Some moments later I opened my eyes again, and felt the ripping and pulling diminishing. I looked up and saw that the ceiling was beginning to congeal around a well-demarcated line. I looked at my left hand and saw there was an irregular line, curving in the same pattern as that of the ceiling. My hand was slowly filling in with substance again...

[b]Trip #3[/b]
This description is adapted from “A Total Mind/Body Trip — Salvia divinorum (extract)” by Elfstone, posted to the Erowid Experience Vaults. The effects were produced by about a half-teaspoon of a “7X” extract. The full report can be found at www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=2140


He said that after taking the last hit and laying down, that was the last thing he remembered for awhile. It was just like being hit over the head with a baseball bat. As awareness resurfaced, he would perceive the room; but no sooner did he perceive it than he was rolled under again, becoming one with the totality of the cosmos. He would then roll back into the room again and see us briefly, knowing that he was about to be rolled right back under, and was fearful that this process was never going to end. He said the image that came to mind was being rolled up in straw mats, becoming one with the mat, with no differentiation between self/other. At one point, when he sat up and rested his hands on the carpet, he perceived himself as resting his hands on an ocean of fish, packed very tightly. As he rolled back into the room, he would perceive the floor as being about chest high, with only his upper torso and head emerging briefly, followed by becoming totally dissolved back into the ground. As he was comforted by his wife, he was concerned that he would take her under with him when the next roll came around. Thus in the intensity of the experience it was a total body/mind trip, with no ability to distinguish this as merely an altered state of consciousness. This was the most powerful psychedelic experience my friend had ever had, bar none! He said, ‘It’s right up there with birth and death!”


[b]Trip #4[/b]
This description is adapted from the account "Chewing vs. Smoking II" by B. Schuldes, Germany, which appeared in the Autumnal Equinox 1995 issue of The Entheogen Review, pp. 8–9.


Not fully satisfied with the effects of smoked Salvia…I tried 18 large leaves 14–18 cm long (minus stem length). These were rolled into two “cigars” and held in my mouth, chewing occasionally, sucking and holding the juice about 3–5 minutes. I tried to wet the whole inner surface of my mouth for maximum absorption. The taste is very bitter. Then I swallowed and repeated the process until no more juice could be obtained and I spat out the empty “cigars.” WOW! I doubt if I’ll ever bother smoking Salvia again! The first ten minutes: nothing. Then suddenly the effect came on overwhelmingly within the space of a minute. I tried to tell my wife about it, but couldn’t speak: I was just too amazed and kept uttering: “Strong, so great!” This inability to speak became [unaccountably] amusing: I began to laugh uncontrollably and had to bury my face in the pillows, not wanting to wake the kids in the next room. (Sometimes when smoking I experienced this laughter also, but not with such intensity and duration—a full five minutes of non-stop, very powerful laughter. Finally I got it under control and rolled over on my back in the darkened room. With closed eyes I was standing in strange buildings, similar to those in fantasy paintings or ancient oriental palaces: the Alhambra of Grenada. A large, almost endless empty hall with beautiful arches and hundreds of columns: all in a strange, gloomy, blue-grey light with colors expressive of deep magic and majesty. Then I remembered someone’s report of “becoming a plant” on Salvia: instantly I turned into a tree with bark like oak (many plateaus and valleys), yet somehow smooth and not rough like an oak. This bark was like a sense organ: I felt like a tree feels. (I know it sounds odd, but while it was happening I had no doubt that a tree feels that way.) Then I sensed the presence of something else, but couldn’t get an image of it. This was accompanied by strong emotions which are impossible to describe. I became suddenly very attracted to my wife lying beside me - the effect changed from entheogen to aphrodisiac.

This Salvia crap is a potent opioid receptor agonist at the kappa subtype.  It can have mixed analgesic-hyperalgesic effects not to mention all the other problems associated with the domino effect you get with psychotropics like this.  Steer clear.

Hell, if I was a neutral observer, I'd say we may have a few things VERY much in Common. Ever run across a "Road Chief"?? [:D]
Run around Boulder Creek??
Half Moon Bay?
Ever hear of the "Yin Palace",(Skyline),? You may be a few years younger, prolly not a lot though.

clean_cut,

No offense, but how boring/f**ked-up/sucky is your life that you want to mess with this stuff?

OK, I'll admit I've gotten drunk before, but I never saw annoyed Indians or talking plants - mostly I threw up and fell asleep.

Well, this is America, do what you will, just don't friggin' run me over with your car because you think I'm a man-eating giant purple eggplant or something like that.

[LOLabove]

killin brain cells is kule dood

"Drugz only kil the badd brein sellz."

When I was a freshman in college, we ran across a salvia cutting and tried it. It was like a cross between a mushroom trip and peyote with more auditory and tactile hallucination. I thought it tasted like shit and I preferred plain old weed.

One kids got rather hooked on the stuff and started cultivating it an indulging with great frequency. 13 years later, I think he's still in and out of the hoo hoo house. Last run in with the law, I heard he was out of his gourd and ended up asleep on the couch after making himself a sandwich -- in a total stranger's house.

Without much medical analysis into how the stuff works, I am pretty leery. There's ll sorts of wacky plants, but... what' the point anyway? Ayuhasca, Kava, Damiana, hell... even nutmeg is hallucinogenic.

What's the point? To see funky shit? Go see a movie.

To feel like you've never felt before? Try taking up any one of many adrenaline sports like skydiving or bungee jumping.

To think up incredible, imaginative thoughts? Hell, I don't need any drug to do that.

I think smoking dog shit will get ya stone too .

Do ya want to come pick my yard up ?