Swim pours his heart out about salvia :)

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Swim put this is quote tags when he wrote it, so he'd like for it to be displayed as it is written. Swims account is as follows. Of course, everything outlined below is fictional, never happend, and the substances were never consumed.
Call swim a pussy, but he felt like he had to tell someone. And he felt this to be the best place he could do so.

As I type this I am sad. I will explain the reason shortly.
I dont want this to turn into a trip report, as there are thousands of them. This is more like a short essay, or a note one would write before moving to a far away land.

The first time I discovered salvia, the world opened up, and I saw things which no human should see. I felt like I had been included in a small club, and felt like I should make a pact with myself never to share the amazing, life changing properties of magical plants.
I felt like the plant and I were to keep the experiences secret, and we should only talk about ti to others members of the “club”. And as I thought about this long and hard, and realised I was torn between opening up and declaring my love for this plant, and keeping it exclusive, and secret, and special.
The more I thought about it the more torn I became. Should I open my mind, and my mouth, and shout from the hill’s, yelling at the top of my lungs that this plant exists, and it has the power to change your view on your life, the world, and reality. Or should I continue to keep it a secret? Exclusive, like a small cult of followers, who feel enlightened and special? Elitists if you will, who have seen the world for what it really is.

When I exhaled my first lungful of the harsh, bitter smoke., I knew I’d done something I’d regret, and cherish at the same time.
The world peeled back, like a plaster over a wound, exposing fresh, unmarked, uncorrupted flesh.
I felt a wave of majesty over me, and felt like I had crossed a gate to the other side. Although I was only sure of one thing, that I wasn’t sure where “the other side is.”
It felt like how some would say a parallel universe, and i think this is a fitting description. I was in another place, and the same place. I was just seeing what could have been, another branch of reality. While others see only the plain, and the bland.
This made me sad. It made me even more torn whether to spread the word.

The hallucinogenic state is a magical state, and is in my opinion the best way to view life. And it upset me greatly, and actually kept me from sleeping, feeling depressed that only a rare few people have experienced dmt, salvia and other magical entheogens...

As I finish this a tear comes to my eye. As I have not reached my conclusion. And I think I never will.
I think I shouldn’t speak of it, for I fear I will merge true, enlightened reality and consciousness reality.

I think there must be a balance, and I have no right to spread the word of something I don’t understand.
Like yin and yang
Up and down
Good and evil.

It must be separate.
A digital scale of yes and no.