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I submitted this experience to salvia.net, but wanted to share it elsewhere since a small dose of salvia made me remember a bit more of it since this was written a day ago. I also have to point out that I didn't research salvia before trying it, which is a first, I normally always look things up that are to go into my body. This time, however, my past experiences with tripping off LSD, mushrooms, X, and a few times because of fatigue (lack of sleep caused a subtle mushroom like trip) made me trust a bit too much in my ability to handle things, even with all that almost ten years ago now. BTW, the salvia I got is 40x stuff from a local head shop.
I smoked some more last night, but didn't trip. I pretty sure that having the lights on and my girlfriend nearby kept me from hallucinating. There was just too much grounding me in reality and I fought off the trip just as it began. Although, I did remember a very scary part of the trip outlined above that had slipped my mind.
In between the door exploding and watching the walls consume me, I was part of the carpet. Not in it, but part of it, like an extension that was sewed on after the fact. I tried like mad to get away from the thing crushing the room. I kept thinking that it wasn't my time. That everything else was gone, but somehow I could get away. Then something, the monster crushing the room, maybe, started rolling up the carpet. Nothing but blackness was under it. Not starry blackness, pure blackness, like being blindfolded in the middle of the night blackness. I kept thinking I could get away, and tried crawling away from the carpet as it rolled toward me, wiping out existence as it did so, but I couldn't move fast. I had to rip my hands and knees out of the carpet to move forward, but they sank back into the carpet every time I put them back down. I quickly became weary, and rolled over onto my back to accept the fate. Then the walls consumed me.
I have enough for probably three more trips, and they're going to be started off from a meditative position (I used to do yoga years ago) so that I can see if I can control the direction of the trip, even though I'm pretty sure I can't since the trip seems to result in not even knowing you took something to cause it. This is definitly a unique drug. Like nothing I've ever had before. LSD, mushrooms, and X really gave me insights on the world and things around me, but salvia is a whole other level.
I'd heard about salvia on the radio in Florida years, but didn't think much of it. The effects they spoke of on the radio seemed not to be worth the money. Hearing that it was slowly being made illegal across the US, I decided to get a gram of salvia since I'll probably never see it again once the politicians had their way. Plus, I'm keeping the package for a keepsake of the first and probably only time I'll ever be able to legally trip.
First try: I smoked a small amount. I had the sensation of the walls rushing toward me, and I felt like I was walking through the floor. There was also a curious sensation of feeling light, as if I had hundreds of ballons tied to my arms and legs. I had muscle tremors that made it feel as though the walls coming at me actually touched my skin. I found it hard to speak, and couldn't walk well. I also had uncontrollable laughter. The effects went away after a few minutes.
Second try: Nothing much. Some halos around stuff, and hard to walk, but not much else. I figured that it had to be spaced out some, or/and that I hadn't smoked enough at one time.
Third try: I wanted my money's worth out of that little baggy, so I decided to see what a decent amount, half a bowl and about four times what I'd smoked earlier, would do. It was about midnight, and I figured I'd watch some TV and to see what kind of visuals it'd produce. I was thinking acid like. That couldn't have been more wrong.
Less than five minutes after releasing the second hit, I think I lost consciousness for a few seconds. I was looking from side to side for trails or some sign that it was kicking in, when suddenly, I was sitting there with no clue where I was, who I was, or any idea why I was seeing what I saw. I could hear and sense people around me, but not see them. The living room around me was a hyperreal combination of every living room I'd ever been in. I had an intense feeling that everything I'd ever known wasn't real and that I was witnessesing the end of everything. Then the walls begin to crush inward, and I KNEW that something had picked up the room in its hands to wad up like a scrap of paper on its way to the trash. I felt myself jump up and run to the door, jerking on it. Then it exploded and knocked me onto the floor (I'd fell off the couch) where I watched as the walls swirled inward and consumed me. The whole time, I had an extreme sense of dread, could actually 'feel' the things happening, and truely belived that reality was being thrown away with me in it. Then I blinked, and my living room was back. The visions quckly faded, as did the body sensations, and the sense of dread. It was about five minutes before I could stand up again. It was like an eight hour acid trip condensed into ten minutes, and the only time I've ever actually thought an hallucination was real for any amount of time.
I still have about half the baggy left. All in all, I'd have to say be careful with this. I'm experienced, but this was like nothing I've ever done before. In small amounts, it seems to be barely anything at all, but the hallucinations it can produce are so strong and intense that I could see newbies truly freaking out, with the only saving grace being that it doesn't last long. I couldn't imagine what it'd be like if it lasted hours like acid or mushrooms.
I smoked some more last night, but didn't trip. I pretty sure that having the lights on and my girlfriend nearby kept me from hallucinating. There was just too much grounding me in reality and I fought off the trip just as it began. Although, I did remember a very scary part of the trip outlined above that had slipped my mind.
In between the door exploding and watching the walls consume me, I was part of the carpet. Not in it, but part of it, like an extension that was sewed on after the fact. I tried like mad to get away from the thing crushing the room. I kept thinking that it wasn't my time. That everything else was gone, but somehow I could get away. Then something, the monster crushing the room, maybe, started rolling up the carpet. Nothing but blackness was under it. Not starry blackness, pure blackness, like being blindfolded in the middle of the night blackness. I kept thinking I could get away, and tried crawling away from the carpet as it rolled toward me, wiping out existence as it did so, but I couldn't move fast. I had to rip my hands and knees out of the carpet to move forward, but they sank back into the carpet every time I put them back down. I quickly became weary, and rolled over onto my back to accept the fate. Then the walls consumed me.
I have enough for probably three more trips, and they're going to be started off from a meditative position (I used to do yoga years ago) so that I can see if I can control the direction of the trip, even though I'm pretty sure I can't since the trip seems to result in not even knowing you took something to cause it. This is definitly a unique drug. Like nothing I've ever had before. LSD, mushrooms, and X really gave me insights on the world and things around me, but salvia is a whole other level.