DOSE:

1 bowl

smoked

Salvia divinorum

BODY WEIGHT:

230 lb

I have only tried this once. The first time left me with a good feeling, but after trying it a second time, my life feels ruined. I feel haunted and frightened to death. I do not think I will ever sleep again. These experiences will be in two parts. The first part I wrote before I became haunted by a ghost.

Part one ( First Try ):

IN THE ARMS OF AN ANGEL

[18 days ago]
I and my friend prayed. He sang to heaven in the Native American tongue, and purified my home and ourselves with the sacred sage (not Salvia), carrier of the prayers of men. With heart filled sacredness I prepared myself. I had ideas of what I would ask, even wrote it down on a pad. I took items of spiritual value and laid them out, so that if possible, some insight I should derive.

“Here we go,” I said, and I inhaled the sacred sage, and began to count mentally, down from thirty. My friend says I only made it to twenty seven.

I had a glimpse of heaven, where they live. It’s a city of angels led by God, but it might as well be Olympus. I can imagine that for many, what I experienced is nothing less than what could be considered an alien-like Goddess. I heard God call down to her. She was instructed not to tarry long with me; she even looked back, upwards to God, whom I did not see. She was coming down the heavenly stairway. Then I remember coming along with her down some colorful tunnel, very fast.

Suddenly, it was upon me. I was filled with both terror and awe. I was frightened to death itself. Reader beware, it is not an easy thing to be to be held by an angel. For a moment, overwhelmed with terror, I tried to fight it like a man resisting death itself. With clenched fists and the soul of a spiritual warrior I pushed my arms, thrashing against the force of a torrent.

She laid me down on the kitchen floor. Gripped tightly in a terrifying embrace, as if Athena herself or some angelic entity, she held me down translucent. I guess her being is made of many a tiny and colorful substance, but practically invisible. Only in my minds eye could I hope to truly behold this being. I now believe her body is composed of tiny window-like cells; they may actually be the lives or realities of various beings in her charge.

But, she relaxed her grip, as I stared at my friend through her translucent spirit, in frightened awe. But, knowing now that off to heaven she was returning, with the same spirit of a spiritual warrior, I got off the floor, and I tried to hold on to her, as she took that stairway up to heaven, to the city of angels, the city of God. I might add, her parting was very dignified. As she turned her back to me and departed up the stairway of heaven.

My friend was watching me, thinking I was high, but I could feel the energetic tendrils receding upwards, through my living room ceiling. I cried out, “Remember me! I’m a good man. Please don’t leave me in this world.” I looked at my friend, “This is real, and it is leaving.”

But, I could still feel the vibratory energy all through my arms, which she had grasped, and the rest of my body. The residual energy was powerful, like I had held ten thousand volts of electricity or something. I think at that point, I could have lit a light bulb with my fingers. I even rubbed down my friend and my dog. Then, looking toward heaven, I cried, “hail heaven holy be God. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you”!

I am free of all my sins and fears. My chains have been broken. Thank you heaven, and blessed be the name of the almighty, God. Amen.

Part two ( Second Try ):

This experience has practically ruined my life, as it has left me with a dread filled feeling. I am on vacation, but I am afraid beyond comprehension. I dread returning home. I may just walk the streets for fear of sleep. God help me. I feel God has let me down a bit. Maybe he allowed this to happen for some reason I cannot comprehend. I feel abandoned by God.

The setting was the same this time, but the trip was different. I played a recording of the words of Christ hoping it would create some barrier between me and evil or just focus the trip on the heavenly. What I got was spirits of the underworld. The metaphor seems to be that as where the first trip had to do with heaven, this one had to do with what lies below the earth, the dead. I think these are demons, but I am not sure.

I took the hit, and when I realized what was happening, I had the sensation of being dragged, a terrible dragging feeling from my legs or waist downward through the floor. I had the feeling that my soul had been in the apartment of some spirits, male and female. I was apparently half up in my living room and half down into their world. It was as if they were both holding on to my legs and dragging me down. I remember my soul looking back at them and giggling, they were laughing too. I also looked upwards to my brother-in-law and his son who were seated in my living room as if attempting to get some acknowledgment from them of this curious event, but I also realized I was in another dimension and they probably could not see or hear the events that were transpiring.

The dragging force had many colors to it, and it was a terrible feeling of dragging my actual energy or being. Like some kind of spiritual drag force.

As I emerged, I struggled to hold on to the wooden floor of my living room. I could see the grain on the floor being pulled. I could also hear the muffled laughter of these souls or entities.

By the way, I had full recollection of having my legs hanging inside their apartment. I could even see the sky in their world through their window, even though it was already dark in my dimension.

The next day everything seemed alright. I was confused about the trip because I thought God would have sent me some wisdom, but I got 'spirits of the underworld' instead. I was uneasy, and i told my wife about it. She is separated from me, but she was coming the next evening to stay with me before we went on vacation. That is why I took opportunity to do the Salvia before we went off. I figured she would not be in the way. My wife arrived and eventually we went to bed. She was distant as usual, and we both lay down to sleep.

Suddenly, she breaks out screaming in the most horrific way. I was absolutely startled, but I sensed something supernatural was happening. Bear in mind she has never done Salvia.

She claims that in her sleep she saw herself in the room sleeping beside me, and then a woman with grey hair and glasses appeared to her hovering over her face in our bed. she is adamant that she opened her eyes and that it was there. So much so that she screamed in terror. The worse part is coming.

I turn on the light scared shitless. I call my brother-in-law upstairs, and he comes down and starts to do some kind of spiritual cleansing prayer. He goes back up, and we awaken the next day ready to go on vacation. He calls me up on the phone, and tells me that the ghost appeared in his bed as well, that it had caressed his sons hair, and that he asked it 'Are you new here'? The ghost nods her head in the affirmative.

So today, I am on vacation, and I call him. He claims he saw it again. He says that he was on the porch in the evening when he heard some weird muffled voice and the dog went berserk barking. He looks around and sees the ghost flying through the porch walls and away.

I just don't know what to do. As I write this, I am scared shitless, even while my wife is beside me. I feel I'll see this damned thing or worse. I am acutely aware, and that is what scares me the most.

This crap has got to be evil. My brother-in-law says I opened a portal into this dimension. I have done much research on this Salvia, and it appears that it was really designed for so called 'spiritual' purposes. I feel like something is looking over me right now. Man I am freaked out. I go back home in two days. No way in hell I'll be able to sleep.

To make things worse. I had a spiritual haunting by a so-called shadow-being when I was a kid. That is why I was curious to find something spiritual to help me with my fear. I found Salvia, but at this point, I feel like I am being haunted rather than helped.

I have connected the dots. I believe this ghost is part of a hierarchy of demonic entities. I read on the net a hypothesis about this. They claim the shadow types supervise the ghost types to draw people away from God and seek spiritual advice from ghostly imposters that are really dark demons.

I am in a bad place right now. Call it drugs or spiritual warfare, what's the difference?

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 80189
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Nov 22, 2020	Views: 546
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