I had no hallucinations - they may have been inhibited by my absolute panic.

It was a very long time ago for me but from what I can recall -

I felt immediately mostly disconnected from my body, and like I was constantly falling or about to fall. I essentially laid there starfished on the bed telling myself over and over that it was supposed to be really short and wondering if I’d just killed myself until it passed, then got up and decided I’d never touch that shit again.

Salvia Divinorum

At one point in time I could probably have been convinced to try a lot of things. Fortunately for me (probably) Salvia Divinorum was the first thing I tried after marijuana, and it so thoroughly destroyed any notion I had that I could control my experience that it put me off trying just about everything else I was curious about.

Thank god the entire experience is single digit minutes.

Thanks, I’ll check it out, though it’s going to take more than motivational books to pull the US out of the current nosedive…

Excellent point!

Does EVERY axis in life have to be fucked up at the same time?

Can we have one thing that is just doing ok?

Government - fucked.

Education - fucked.

Healthcare - fucked.

Environment - fucked.

Societal and Social Cohesion - fucked.

Wealth Inequality - fucked.

Personal Technological Autonomy - fucked, and under continuous attack.

Technological Enshittification - Running like gangbusters. So really - fucked.

Damn, someone give me some kind of ladder to climb out of this pit of despair.

instead choosing to design a device for a paranoid ketamine addicted indoor boy who wouldn’t be capable of surviving the apocalypse he envisioned the truck for without someone else heating his canned baked beans for him

If President Musk and VP Trump manage to actually destroy the country, I hope I live long enough to laugh at how quickly every last Cybertruck becomes an unusable hunk of stainless steel rotting away wherever it gasped its final breath.