Who gets high?

[sesame]

Originally Posted by GRH

In a future post, I will hope to make this explanation more clear through a personal description

Please do that. You are not among fellow chemists. We can only learn from your personal experiences.

every conception of self breaks down-- where I cease to wonder "where am I?" or "who am I?" but I begin to wonder "what am I?" and eventually the "I" leaves the equation entirely. It's like kissing God in my estimation.

Thats impossible for ordinary human beings.Consider this, in drug induced state, only the reasoning of the mind and some sensory data processing centres, some memories are inhibited. So the person cant remember "who I am"... or, "where am I"... its like waking up in a dark room.

But the questions here are:
1) does he also forget of being human?
2) does he also forget of ever having a body?
3) If the Ego is dissolved, then who is asking the questions?
4) And to whom?
5) If there is no ego or previous memory, then where from comes the concept of "who" (=identity), where (=place), I am (=existence), when (=time) and finally, I (=ego)
Without any ego, there is no such thing as I, we, here, AND you, there, this or that. With an ego, there arises a feeling of separation from the rest of the universe. Me (I) and the rest of the world.
The bubble of I-ness or ego differentiates me from the outer world.

Even though I support Vedanta theory, I support the I-ness theory of Yoga and stand aside from Vedanta in the final stage. I dont want to be dissolved or annihilated into the Infinite. I wish to retain my separate identity. But... we can discuss about that at a later stage.

[GRH]

Originally Posted by sesame

But the questions here are:
1) does he also forget of being human?
2) does he also forget of ever having a body?
3) If the Ego is dissolved, then who is asking the questions?
4) And to whom?
5) If there is no ego or previous memory, then where from comes the concept of "who" (=identity), where (=place), I am (=existence), when (=time) and finally, I (=ego)
Without any ego, there is no such thing as I, we, here, AND you, there, this or that. With an ego, there arises a feeling of separation from the rest of the universe. Me (I) and the rest of the world.
The bubble of I-ness or ego differentiates me from the outer world.

Even though I support Vedanta theory, I support the I-ness theory of Yoga and stand aside from Vedanta in the final stage. I dont want to be dissolved or annihilated into the Infinite. I wish to retain my separate identity. But... we can discuss about that at a later stage.

At its purest, ego dissolution negates the concept of "human" and "body" alike. Even the premise of asking questions becomes silly. You become the question, and you become the answer simultaneously. You become all that ever was, is, and is to be. "You" (in the formal sense") simply ARE...Simply EXISTING.

Here we will diverge, as the final implications of Vedanta I hold close and have experienced. This is where I have gotten into conflict with much Western religion, that perptetual attachment to identity. I think many come close, but they wish to deny the final truth, out of their own selfish desire to retain that fundamental sense of ego...That fundamental sense of being something "special" and "separate." That said, it is a nice attachment to cling to, and I fault nobody for it. But I'm not convinced that "I" in the sense that I currently perceive myself to be will ever exist beyond this moment. The remainder of this philosophical discussion would probably be better suited to your meditation thread, Sesame.

[sesame]

Originally Posted by GRH

The remainder of this philosophical discussion would probably be better suited to your meditation thread, Sesame.

Done, go see it.

Tell me about your experience.

[GRH]

Alright Sesame, I much appreciate your response! I promise that I will respond and also share some of my own bizarre, non-drug-induced dreams soon. That said, in the interest of advancing our drug discussion here, and your own interest in my personal experiences, I think I will cover Salvinorin A next.

Salvinorin A is the active constituent of Salvia divinorum, a member of the sage/mint family. The plant is native to the Oaxaca region of Mexico and has been used in divination rituals and what not for many hundreds of years. It was recently discovered (within the past several years) that Salvinorin A is actually a dissociative pharmacologically speaking, but its mechanism for action is quite distinct from the other drugs discussed thus far...

Salvia (as an herb) is generally ingested in one of two forms. It can be smoked, either in the pure form, or in a concentrated extract (which intensifies concentrations of Salvinorin A). It can also be chewed as a quid and absorbed sublinguillaly. The smoked route is a faster and more intense means of onset; the oral route is slower in onset and requires more initial starting material, but can lead to an equally profound and longer lasting experience.

The majority (but far from all) of my experience with this substance comes from using various preparations of extract that are smoked, though I have dappled with the oral mode of delivery. When smoking, the drug requires a unique technique...You need to apply as much heat as possible for as long as possible. And you need to hold the smoke in as long as possible. Vaporized Salvinorin A is not highly soluble, nor is it readily vaporized...This is why intense heat is required to make it smokeable. It's not the most pleasant of smokes... Perhaps it is best to start with my very first trial run...

Once upon a time, I had a potent 30x extract and was at the beach. It was nighttime (roughly 11 PM) and there wasn't a car in sight. I put some Salvia atop a pipe and smoked it as described above. I began to feel this incredible head rush and got this sudden compulsion to get out of the car and explore. I was very stupid then. At any rate, I left my vehicle and went shoreside. Along the beach, anywhere I walked I could see glowing footprints. I could trace my name or a picture in the sand and see a glowing trail of where I painted. It turns out, this night was blessed with one of a few, rare diatomic tides that come to the area. But I knew nothing of that under the influence, in fact, I didn't know if the "glowing" was me hallucinating or not. It took me awhile (and a sober perspective) to eventually piece everything together in a logical fashion...It just so happens that some diatoms will "glow" when agitated...And I had the fortune of coming upon them while incredibly high...

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[marlowe]

Originally Posted by GRH

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??????????? I hope this is not the result of a bad drug induced experience!

[GRH]

LMAO, ! That's atypical for me. Despite being tempted to edit my post, I will leave it, because that represents the BAD things drugs can do to you. Let that be an education to anyone tempted to wander into the drug world. The long post of jibberish is the result of nodding off in a blackout. Sometimes it can be brought on by alcohol, sometimes from too much morphine. All in all, not a "bad" drug experience, but not a good one either. What makes this ironic is that I usually drift off and still maintain some coherence. I'll sometimes have some weird posts to find the next morning, but THIS is the worst ever. My memory stops right where my legibility stopped. I remembered talking about Salvia and the beach, and that is where my memory leaves me. I must have passed out at the computer and awoken later...Because I did make it to bed last night and managed to unplug the computer and shut it down.

[GRH]

I will finish my description of Salvia at a later point this weekend, it probably won't be today though because I have a date with destiny which will keep me rather preoccupied for the next 24 hours or so.