gonzebo
Glandeuse pinéale
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- 13 Mar 2009
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Hello everyone 
The first psychoactive I exposed myself to after weed was salvia. I had heard about it and read about it for some time, and one day that a couple of friends and I went downtown to buy a new bong, we saw they sold salvia there too, and picked up a gram of 20x.
Later on the same day I christened the new bong with salvia. The smoking conditions were as follows:
- Brand new (clean=better??) bong
- Chilled/Nearly frozen water
- Jet lighter
- Packed the bowl to the rim
I smoked it in a forest with 2 of my closest friends. As I have been playing the flute for 9 years straight, I have beastly lung capacity and was therefore able to hold my hit in for a minute and three seconds, timed 8)
After taking the hit, I stood up and walked around for a little bit. After thirty seconds or so (while still holding it in) the outer boundaries of my vision became blurred but I could still see clearly. As soon as I blew out the hit, I was instantly met by ego death, I was fully separated from my body, and most interesting of all, my entire experience was full visual hallucinations; I saw nothing 'real' around me, not the trees, not my friends, just pure hallucinations. As if someone had dropped a screen in front of my eyes and started to project complex hallucinations onto it.
As ego death happened, my understanding of what was going on was that, to be short and sweet, all existence had ended. It didn't feel like death per se, rather a full-on vanishing of all life. The first visual I had was of an ocean of what seemed to be brown circles with blue circles in the middle (picture brown cell with blue nucleus), and I somehow understood that the blue middle of each of these brown 'cells' represented an image of what each person in the world had been looking at through their eyes when, as I said previously, all existence had ended.
Look around you right now, and imagine that everything around you is wall-paper. Well, in my case, the wallpaper was ripped away right in front of my eyes. Behind it, there were large mechanical things that I knew were the machines that ran the show, so to speak. There were also these entities that had no defined shape, and I understood without a doubt that they were the ones behind the end of existence.
For the rest of my trip, I would be in one place, and then instantly jump to another, even weirder place, such as a medium-sized room with no door, no distinction between walls, floor or roof, and only large stripes of paint running vertically.
Towards the end of my trip, I began to be able to see my friends sitting on a log close to me in the top right of my field of view. Using the screen metaphor from earlier, it was as if the top right corner of the screen had been cut out, while the rest was still entire hallucinations. At this point it mentally felt like I was slowly crawling out of my trip, but my two friends said that I also physically crawled back to them. Weirdly enough, when I made it to them and sat down beside them, the open eyed-visuals disappeared, but as soon as I closed my eyes they would come back again.
Anyhow, the entire experience lasted an entire hour (which, once again, my friends timed), which is what surprised me the most. I have looked online and have rarely been able to find reports of trips that lasted longer than 10-20 minutes. Anyone here with a similar experience?
The first psychoactive I exposed myself to after weed was salvia. I had heard about it and read about it for some time, and one day that a couple of friends and I went downtown to buy a new bong, we saw they sold salvia there too, and picked up a gram of 20x.
Later on the same day I christened the new bong with salvia. The smoking conditions were as follows:
- Brand new (clean=better??) bong
- Chilled/Nearly frozen water
- Jet lighter
- Packed the bowl to the rim
I smoked it in a forest with 2 of my closest friends. As I have been playing the flute for 9 years straight, I have beastly lung capacity and was therefore able to hold my hit in for a minute and three seconds, timed 8)
After taking the hit, I stood up and walked around for a little bit. After thirty seconds or so (while still holding it in) the outer boundaries of my vision became blurred but I could still see clearly. As soon as I blew out the hit, I was instantly met by ego death, I was fully separated from my body, and most interesting of all, my entire experience was full visual hallucinations; I saw nothing 'real' around me, not the trees, not my friends, just pure hallucinations. As if someone had dropped a screen in front of my eyes and started to project complex hallucinations onto it.
As ego death happened, my understanding of what was going on was that, to be short and sweet, all existence had ended. It didn't feel like death per se, rather a full-on vanishing of all life. The first visual I had was of an ocean of what seemed to be brown circles with blue circles in the middle (picture brown cell with blue nucleus), and I somehow understood that the blue middle of each of these brown 'cells' represented an image of what each person in the world had been looking at through their eyes when, as I said previously, all existence had ended.
Look around you right now, and imagine that everything around you is wall-paper. Well, in my case, the wallpaper was ripped away right in front of my eyes. Behind it, there were large mechanical things that I knew were the machines that ran the show, so to speak. There were also these entities that had no defined shape, and I understood without a doubt that they were the ones behind the end of existence.
For the rest of my trip, I would be in one place, and then instantly jump to another, even weirder place, such as a medium-sized room with no door, no distinction between walls, floor or roof, and only large stripes of paint running vertically.
Towards the end of my trip, I began to be able to see my friends sitting on a log close to me in the top right of my field of view. Using the screen metaphor from earlier, it was as if the top right corner of the screen had been cut out, while the rest was still entire hallucinations. At this point it mentally felt like I was slowly crawling out of my trip, but my two friends said that I also physically crawled back to them. Weirdly enough, when I made it to them and sat down beside them, the open eyed-visuals disappeared, but as soon as I closed my eyes they would come back again.
Anyhow, the entire experience lasted an entire hour (which, once again, my friends timed), which is what surprised me the most. I have looked online and have rarely been able to find reports of trips that lasted longer than 10-20 minutes. Anyone here with a similar experience?
